you know it.

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At McDonalds aka What Difference Can A Diet Soda Make At This Point, Really?

Customer: Hi, can I get a large double quarter pounder with cheese meal, an angus bacon and cheese wrap, large fires and two apple pies.

Employee: Alright, what drink would you like?

Me: *please don't say diet soda please don't say diet soda please don't say diet soda you're gonna get a diet soda"

Customer: Diet coke, please.

Me: *AHHH I KNEW IT, DIET SODA! Man. MAN. What? ahhhhh. Whatever floats your boat, man.*

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coachela:

la-tragedy:

emeriss:

too-infinity-beyond:

pastel-blaque:

screeching:

phoebedawat:

I’d just like to take a moment to express how fucking perfect this is.. And spot on might I add.
I’ve been trying to find words to explain the sadness.

Yes omfg

If this was any more accurate it’d be written by me

This took the words right out of my mouth.

oh my

this is exaclty how I feel

thank you know i finally found words to fucking describe whats going on

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’[…] Gaze
With those bright languid segments green, and prick
Those velvet ears — but pr’ythee do not stick
Thy latent talons in me — and upraise
Thy gentle mew […]’

From John Keats, Sonnet to a Cat, composed January 1818

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