This lady in the heart-print knee socks and beer can in a paper bag is trying to convince this guy to be her Valentine. He says he has to cook dinner for his wife.
I reserve the right to judge those who judge what other people like to eat. Food defines cultures, is a cornerstone for spending time with loved ones and it fucking tastes food. And also, we’re damn lucky if we have it.
“Don’t yuck my yum” is something I heard from a friend who informed me that…
My sweet little Sanjukta writes a chapter in the book of yums against anti-yums. I feel strongly about these sorts of things too, and some of it was expressed well in this here Sanjtext.
Check out this delightful moment: Polaris dude performs Hey Sandy at the Pete and Pete 20th anniversary show!







