My favorite band is this little group of newts I found under a log in the woods who play tiny trumpets made from hollow reeds and twigs
Oh yea I bet you can’t name 5 of their songs
1. Doot Toot
2. tiny fern
3. do NOT eat mushrooms you just find in the woods
4. broken heart broken trumpet
5. George Costanza is my hero
I can’t listen to “do NOT eat mushrooms (you just find in the woods)” without sobbing hysterically. Such memories.
Kumamon and I can’t sleep in this gross, sticky heat. :(
Reblog if your boobs glow in the dark.
mine go ding when there’s stuff
Mine are the real
My breasts can always tell when it’s gonna rain…well they can tell when it’s raining.
Mine are rubbish on wood.