Foxes are weird. They’re like dogcats.
I have a policy to reblog this every time it appears on my dash thank you
*policeman voice* alright sir im going to have to ask you a few questions. *pulls out notepad* where did you come from? where did you go? *slams fists on interrogation table* where DID you come from cotton eyed joe?
I will always, always, reblog this. It never ceases to make me laugh
THE MEN OF TUMBLR COME WITH INSPIRATIONAL MESSAGES FOR LADIES
why is this whole website suddenly obsessed w/ cotton eyed joe
Yeah like where did it come from where did it go
when somebody actually texts me first and wants to hang out
why are blonde jokes so short?
so men can remember them
this took an unexpected turn
Not if you just asked for directions.
My life is about as organized as the $5 DVD bin at Walmart
“Can I ask you though, on the topic of child stardom and Hollywood prototypes and stereotypes, you never became a diva.”
apparently you can’t have problems if you’re not a starving african child