You know, if I was a parent, it would be at this point that I’d rip the game from his hands, stash it in my backpack, and force him to enjoy history goddamnit. This vacation cost a lot and the game is only for the hotel and travel time.
imagine trying to force someone to think that stonehenge is fun
"look kid we’re a ridiculous distance from a bunch of broken rocks how could you possibly be bored this is totally an appropriate vacation spot for someone this age."
my friendship comes in 3 levels:
3) inappropriate sexual humor.
this was the best ending to any movie ever. ever.
no one can convince me otherwise.
do you ever see someone looking at you in public and you think they might be checking you out then you remember that you’re you
don’t you hate it when you offer help and the other person says yes
in the end im not cool or punk or anything i just listen to loud music in an attempt to drown everything else out
getting an A in a science test