Thursday, November 29, 2012

Pintrest wants to wreck your love life.

Or just come from the front. And then you can still whisper stuff, but really, who likes when people sneak up behind you? Especially when they goose your love handles? Amirite??

Plastic.
Cartoons.
Tweens.
Big hair.
Bad in-laws.
Angry.
No one names their kid Topanga.
Died.

 If someone said that to me, I think I would laugh. 
I'd be like, where'd you get that line... Pintrerest?

UM WTF

 #false

 #truth
Oh, sweetie, no.

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