OMG everyone I know the ACTUAL story behind the gif this time!
Yes, it’s in Australia– that’s a big angry goanna that wandered into a popular restaurant. All the Australians in the vicinity went OH FUCK NO and cleared off, because goannas are mean.
The waitress you see there is a French exchange student, who was quoted as saying something to the effect of “I thought it was a weird ugly dog” and had no idea it was a reptile that wanted to rip her arms off. She’s been hailed as a hero who saved diners.
music genres are fake and made up anyway so here’s how i’m describing my music taste from now on:
music for witches dancing at midnight
songs that sad protestants would sing in a bar where for some reason people Only drink whiskey
summer indie pop songs that capture a fake rose-tinted view of adolescence never experienced but often romanticized
that distinct feeling some music gives you where you feel this like primal power like you’re channeling old and forgotten gods who are back for vengeance
My boyfriend just woke up, mostly still asleep and told me “don’t worry, it’s getting better” in a heavy, American accent, which is unusual for an Australian man.
“Why are you American?” I asked, to which I got:
“Sorry, it’s getting better” in a stereotypical posh English accent.
“Why are you English?” I asked, amused.
“What is he normally?” He managed to ask.
“He? You’re not anyone else, you’re you.”
“Ugh, me” was the last thing he said, in a right proper Aussie accent before he fell back into proper sleep.
Bitch just thwarted a ghost possession by judging his accents
Stopping by my mom’s house to fix her internet is how I imagine skilled labor worked in the old west. We catch up on town gossip for a while, I’m brought refreshments while I curse and toil, and I leave with a big bag of fresh vegetables and a few dollars in my pocket despite all protests.
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