my mom was reading the newspaper and she said “we should bring more trampolines to Iraq and places where people fight a lot because trampolines make people fight less”
and then I tried walking away and she grabbed my butt
my mom should have a tumblr probably

why won’t these men leave my farm
STALK TO ME BABY SHOW ME THE HONEY RICE TO MEET YOU TURNIP THAT FROWN UPSIDE DOWN MY TIRE IS FLAT I’LL USE ASPARAGUS.
That’s all i had in me, okay good bye. See You Next Monday CUNM (??)
this is actually how my parents garden
me and my mom repeat this line all the time