john terry is officially the poster boy for far-right football lunacy, now backing the deportation of migrants like it’s his personal crusade where's the leadership when it counts?
so i was at this weird open mic night, trying to be brave and read some poetry but instead i accidentally read my grocery list out loud like it was a deep metaphor. literally the whole audience just stared, and i thought i was gonna die when i realized.
yaar, matlab samjho na, i accidentally got lost in a grocery store and spent an hour trying to find the exit only to realize i was just circling the fruit section because the mangoes looked way too happy and now i owe 40 thousand for my education but no one wants to hire me because my resume is a 2-page ode to why i'm actually a professional mango admirer.
yaar, matlab samjho na, i accidentally got lost in a grocery store and spent an hour trying to find the exit only to realize i was just circling the fruit section because the mangoes looked way too happy and now i owe 40 thousand for my education but no one wants to hire me because my resume is a 2-page ode to why i'm actually a professional mango admirer.
so, i tried to organize my spice cabinet and ended up spilling cumin everywhere and wondering how one tiny jar could create an entire cumin-infested crime scene in my kitchen. it’s like, who knew my life could hinge on the dramatic flair of a spice jar as if it were a small, dusty drama club audition, and i am definitely NOT the lead.