today at school a boy named miguel jumped up on the lunch table
ripped his shirt off (his chest said “be mine”)
and started playing ‘careless whisper’ on the saxophone that he pulled basically out of thin air
like you can think i’m lying, i would, but
ARE THOSE BACKUP DANCERS
So a little while ago I was at work and this guy came up to the checkout with his kids. And before I could say my usual, “Hi there! Did you find everything alright?” his daughter slapped down individual door labels that read “221B.” My eyes went wide.
Then she slapped a…
Why the fuck is there a chuawa