You talkin to me or the cow?
because i feel u on that cow beauty.
(but actually thank you, i wish we could hang out, i’d take you to meet this cow —i don’t think he wants to be friends tho—, urg i dunno)
-at family gathering-
Mom: show everyone your sketchbook… everyone wants to see your art
So today after a very long shift all by myself I was driving home and I thought the thing to do was pull over beside this cow and tell it how beautiful I thought it was. I actually yelled at a cow today “HEY BEAUTIFUL COW! YOU ARE SO BEAUTIFUL, LET ME TAKE A PICTURE. NO COW, DON’T MOVE, YOU LOOK SO BEAUTIFUL IN THE LIGHT OF THE SUNSET!” I was then moo’d at, angrily. Before I drove away I yelled, “I LOVE YOU COW!”
“If you weren’t here from the beginning then you’re a fake fan”. That’s just like saying my sister isn’t a part of my family because I escaped the vagina first.