ugh commercials on the internet
there is this weird dichotomy going on my dash of woman being either completely turned off by Benedict Cumberbatch or wanting to jump his jelly bones.
if this is your first time at fart club, you have to fart
only super bowl related post i will make:
i have no idea who is even playing. i don’t even care. i haven’t cared ever really. unless it was faking it to make people think i was normal or so i was invited to a party when i didn’t have any friends in school. i wish i had .5% of the money spent on commercials for that shit. i would be a happy person.