Sister: you're a CABBAGE
Me: a cabbage... is not an animal
Mom: a cabbage... is SHIP
Sister: that's worse than what i said
Me: she was thinking of iceberg lettuce?
Sister: OMG yeah!
Dad: GUyS!! *spluttering uncontrollably* iceberg lettuce is STILL a vegetable
Observation: there’s been so much ‘LET’S EMPOWER ALL THE FEMALES!!’ sort of themed thing on my dash lately
i really hate this ‘ur other half is out there somewhere u just gotta meet them’ like fuck off im not incomplete im a whole person and i dont need anyone to ‘complete me’ the only thing i need is a pizza and not ur shit bye