Coffee, cigarettes, and a private beach. Life does not get any better than this.

LBK

queerville-ac:

Here are the lyrics to my favourite K.K. Slider song:

Ow woh ee, wah wehhh
Wee weh wehhhh, wa oh
Wee oh oh, wee oh ohhh
Oh weh eeeeee

Ow woh ee, wah wehhh
Wee weh wehhhh, wa oh
Wee oh oh, wee oh oh, wee-oh-oh

[whistling]

[howl]

Ow oh ee, wah ee-wehhh
Wee weh wehhhh, oh wah ee ohhhhh
Wee oh oh, we-oh-oh
Oh weh wee

Ow oh wee, ee wah weh oh
Wa wa ee weh oh wee ah wee oh
Wee oh ohh, wee oh ohh, wee oh ohh
Wee oh ohh, wee oh ohh, wee oh ohh

boomerbilehere:

haveyoulistenedtomelately:

savederpy:

Aw this poor blind puppy. I would adopt him.

It reminds me of K.K. Slider. <3

KK SLIDER OMG

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(Source: cwissi)

Mint chocolate and MORE mint chocolate!!!

taskfort:

Time for another exciting edition of CANNED FOOD REVIEW!

This time we have this abomination from the fine cooks at Chef Boyardee. I present Cheesy Burger Macaroni with a GOOD SOURCE OF PROTEIN (read: meats)

It’s back to that horrible time of the month when I am forced to bottom feed until the next paycheck arrives. The only great thing about it is it makes shopping quick and easy because all the most awful canned food-style items are in the same aisle in the grocery, therefore saving foot and leg-walking energy that I’ll inevitably need for digestion. So onto the canned mac and burger fucking cheese horror-thon.

Right off the bat I’m insulted with heating instructions. I’m surprised Chef Boyardee doesn’t just put a little diagram on the label with a picture of a can and the plus sign, followed by a sad faced cartoon kid and then the equals sign with a toilet. That might actually be less insulting than “heat covered for 1 minute 30 seconds DO NOT MICROWAVE THIS CAN YOU STUPID FUCK”. Anyway, after I managed to heat up the slop without burning my house down/killing nearby wildlife, I gave it a taste.  I remember eating Chef Boyardee products as a kid with blissful ignorance, and I always used to pretend I was a world famous chef, adding a dash of salt, a pinch of pepper and a sprinkle of oregano for good measure. You can’t just eat ravioli shaped food bits in ketchup straight out of the can! You gotta add some love. So the first thing I notice about this stuff is that THERE IS NO LOVE. And by love I mean good old fashioned sodium. It tastes so…safe. I once over salted Kraft mac and cheese by boiling the noodles in salty water then using salted butter (FUCK margarine seriously)and adding even more salt pre-tasting. Guess what? I still ate that shit because SALT IS FOOD TITS. It makes everything awesome no matter what. So I needed to pour on the salt for this stuff. 

Would I eat this again? FUCK and NO. It was awful but when I ate it I did that Anthony Bourdain thing where you taste the food and go, ehhh….hmmmmm….interesting, so at least I looked cool to no one.

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Number two since we’re counting….let’s see if we can get into the double digits!