I walked out the door and I turned back around. I said, let me ask you something. When you went to home depot, did you just walk up and down the aisle and found the caulk on your own? Or did you ask someone? I asked this guy, where’s the cock? I said, and he’s still telling this story today. (x)
“So from now on, don’t ever use the ice cube tray or go near the ice cube tray or think about the ice cube tray.”
JP’S SPUNK IN ICE CUBE TRAY, DON’T TOUCH.
i just saw someone tag a fic as “wpreg” as in the female version of mpreg as in okay this is getting out of hand
Pezberry: The first time Santana checks out Rachel
#This reunion blows; when did everyone become so boring? #Settling for a family life isn’t boring; it’s cute and domestic; and ensures that I have an audience that can admire my stardom. #Good to know you haven’t changed hobbit. #I see you haven’t either; nicknames? Really Santana? #Nicknames let me keep my distance; oh the booze is talking. #Distance? You were joined at Brittany’s hip and kept everybody out. #Like you would have noticed from your spot under Finn’s manboobs. #(they stare at each other; there is more to their words but neither dares to explore the hints; #six years is not enough to admit to feelings that were burried so deep and still hurt so much)
GLEE - Full Performance of “Celebrity Skin”