iconic video of my childhood
I still regularly quote this.
I can’t reblog this without providing a link in case anyone doesn’t know what this is. Because everyone should know what this is, I feel.
The gifts you’re receiving from me will be:
- One awkward silence
- And two hopes you cry yourself to sleep staying up, waiting by the phone.
- And all I want this year is for you to dedicate your last breath to me, before you bury yourself alive.
Merry Christmas, I could care less.
This morning while I was getting ready I was watching Sesame Street.
They were doing this bit where some clown was trying to wash his hands but kept washing his feet or his elbows and Elmo would go, “no mister noodle, your HANDS!” and all the tv kids would laugh.
Around the fourth or fifth time he couldn’t find his hands, I heard a grown man yell from somewhere else in the motel, “GODDAMMIT, MR. NOODLE.”
LITERALLY MY FAVORITE STORY ON ALL OF TUMBLR.
That bonus lyric always makes me think of Simple Plan when I hear it. Always.
STILL A DICK
STILL ADDICTED TO YOU
I’m glad I’m not the only one who went through a hardcore simple plan phase