Remember that “three items from the store to make the cashier most uncomfortable” meme? Apparently I accidentally found a winning combo tonight at the corner store, one of the usual clerks shot me a really weird look when I was checking out with these
“i fucked your wife”/“i’m having sex with your wife”/“i’m cucking you”: comedy
“i’m helping your wife with household chores”/“i’m taking your wife out to a nice dinner and show after she’s had a long day at work”/“i’m bonding with your children over family gatherings”: peak comedy
when it takes you a while to process what someone is saying and you realize they asked you a question
I cannot fucking believe I am drunk, past midnight, and tumblr is throwing fucking saturated fatty-acids at me
Listen here friendo I didn’t sit through a year of organic chemistry for you to come into my house and call a carboxylic acid a saturated fatty acid you respect that hexadecanoic acid
And I didnt get a degree in biochemistry to hear you say that carboxylic acids with aliphatic chains arent fatty acids. That hexadecanoic acid IS a saturated fatty acid!
its crazy that being in your early 20s so often feels like you’re running out of time. we are at the beginning………………… what on earth
Just to be clear I despise everyone saying “yeah I’m in my mid/late 20s/30s/whatever and this feeling doesn’t go away ahahaaa we’re doomed” you missed the point. You missed the point sooooooo badly and you sound miserable also. Find your joy or be quiet
