Sweet like bear meat

My name is Megan. Competitively solving jigsaw puzzles gives me an adrenaline rush. I also enjoy comedy, music, burritos, big cities, and grammar. My life is great.

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My parents have blackmailed me into visiting them for the weekend against my will. 

I can’t wait to get away from my biological family to get back to my Occupy family (they’d never blackmail me like this). With this time I’m stuck here, I may as well put myself to work for my committee and show everyone why I have my title. (And damn, I’m even missing a big party tonight. Must go back!)

It’ll be all right though. If everything goes according to plan, I can be completely independent of my parents soon and lead a great life living with my wonderful new family. I really, really hope it works out.

conina:

thrillers:

OH.

i can’t. i seriously can’t….

This clearly warrants a reblog.

I made a walrus from clay earlier and it automatically reminded me of this.

This speaks for itself.

emcash replied to your post:I’m still not over the fact that LaBamba asked me to smell him.

wait what

Every night of the Legally Prohibited Tour, Conan licked LaBamba. I’m not sure if he said it every night, but at our stop, Conan said LaBamba tasted like Funyuns. After the show, I met LaBamba and he asked me to see if he also smelled like Funyuns. He didn’t.

• You are my life
• You are my sun
• You are my shining star
• You are my everything
• You are the reason I wake up in the morning
• I love you
• Forever
• And always
• Until the end of time

In light of tonight’s Mad Men insanity: 

It does amuse me to hear you say “I HATE MEGAN!” and all the other things pertaining to this evening’s episode that I won’t mention (I don’t want to spoil it for anyone!). I’ve got the giggles over here. (My name is Megan, if you aren’t aware.)

What even

World, meet Miles. Miles, meet world.

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