Yesterday my dad took me out for lunch and errands but stopped before he left the house to ask if I’d be ashamed to be seen with my hick dad while he wore bib overalls.
I laughed in his face and came back dressed like this:
We have had numerous arguments about whether I dress like a hick or like I’m gay. Look, Dad, a fella can be both.
Thanks! This is the most haunting idea ever planted in my brain and I won’t be able to unsee it unless I dramatically change my look.
the real question is how the fuck did persephone only manage to eat 6 pomegranate seeds. theyre like the fucking cocaine of fruit you cant eat just 6 singular seeds you have to pop handfuls upon handfuls into ur mouth at rapid speeds and then get sad cause you spent half an hour getting them out of the pomegranate and ate all of them in 5 minutes
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