my brain this weekend

fatitalianbroad:

Homer trying to cook Mr. Burns’s breakfast.

mmmm can’t wait to drink some corn nog this holiday season

If anything has ever summed my brain up better than this, I have never been made aware of its existence.

They have cake at work roughly thrice a month for birthdays and promotions and whatnot.  I’m always stuck in the middle of some awkward conversation and feel exactly like this.  I also realized just now why everyone in my office is so fat.

it looks like Marge is saying “I’m gonna rape you” over and over.

Just squeeze n’ swallow!

Is there something wrong with me if I did this for 4 hours straight today?  Because I didn’t.  Just saying.