OH, are you trying to propose to me right now? Is that what this is? You’ve taken me out into the woods and set up a picnic with pasta and an adorable bunny, so it’s kind of obvious. You really threw me off with that plate of mushrooms, that shit better be covering up a plate of Oreos or bacon. If so, it’s a ‘yes’ for SURE. Now I hope the ring wasn’t in the pasta, because if so, it’s now in my stomach.
(thanks for the picture, keitorin!) (Also do this up: RECOMMEND, TWEET, FACEBOOK)
What a fucking WEEK! Thank god you’re here, PhilPhriday. Put Phil Collins on your Pandora, pour a beer in your coffee mug and lets do this work day RIGHT.
Nacho here doesn’t exactly have a degree in accounting, but he probably still knows more about it than I do. Alright, you cook those books, I’ll cook these pizzas.
(thanks for the picture, Matthew!)
*GASP*
Stop it, puppy. STOP IT. You’re trying to hypnotizing me or something and I’m not into it. Come on, please, I don’t have power over my actions when you look at me like that. Oh god, do you even like soda in the first place, or are you just doing it to be fucking adorable and irresistible? You are, aren’t you? And why did I just give you my wallet for no reason? You’re an asshole.
(thanks for the pic, @actionstern)
too cute
This pug thinks it’s a horse, and this baby thinks she’s a queen. Yo, that shit’s alright with me.
(via interloper)
Mike: I believe IBKC stands for Itty Bitty Kitty Committee Fundraiser? I hate myself for sending something like this.
Dan: Ugh. That’s cute. Put me down for $20.
Sarah: OH. I just died. I’m dead. In my will, I leave all my assets to the IBKC.
Mike: I support IBKC and pledge $25 which I believe puts me at the “Friend of Cats” level.
Dan: How much do I have to give to be considered a Philanthropuss?
Mike: $100 but I believe it comes with a free tote bag, free scratching post and free dying alone.
All: Sigh. $100 then.
Weekend plans: hang out with this dog, eat a couple cheeseburgers on a porch, have some beers in the sun, hug this dog, feed him a burger, take a nap with him, put on matching sunglasses and take a thousand pictures together, run through the sprinkler with him, snuggle with him while watching fireworks and tearing up because we’re not ashamed of our love for America, goddammit. Gimme that goddamn 4th of July weekend, already. GIVE IT TO ME!
(thanks for the pic, Matthew!)
