I am NOT going to "follow you back". Tumblr is not a mutual-relationship.
Don't hit on me. Don't steal my gifs--I'll find you.
I'm Nad. I'm fat and I make gifs. I grow pumpkins and this month, my hair is neon green.
I'm into dudes with big dicks who like dudes with big dicks.
I cook a lot and I work in a grocery store deli/kitchen. I'm a slacker, but I work like a dog. I don't ever, ever want to grow up or live on my own. I can't drive and I have no desire to.
I want to marry several musicians and give them lots of babies, but if you're a gay british citizen with health insurance, holla because I need some medical care. now.
know that I'm not going to follow you if you're a fandom-based blog or you're super-into social justice, radical misandrist feminism or you're a purveyor of white guilt. just fuck off, in that case.
if you hit on me, I'm going to ignore you. I'm spoken for.
Once again, dad proves that he is a forefather of awesome. Pre-realizing that planking is lame sauce, his PBR-fueled think box invented hood ornamenting - laying blind folded on the hood of a car while it hurls down back country roads at full steam. He’s in an elite club of dangerthusiast that know what it’s like to tongue kiss the reaper and middle finger salute the grave. This photo is one of the first trial runs.
So, if you hipsters could afford more than a fixie, you could be adrenalin gnar balls like your old man. Sadly working at a coffee shop doesn’t pay enough.
Thanks to Meghan for the photo.
(via dreamyourdream)
Dads Are The Original Hipster So much
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