guaranteed to make your friends shit themselves
hammpix: For those of you who don’t understand archaeology, I have made a diagram.
My little thank-you pic for Zeemo because she helped me out so much during the time my computer was broken and she is such an awesome friend in general ♥ She wished for pink and fluffy RusAme porn with, like, them looking at each other??? And being gentle and stuff????? It was quite the challenge for me D:
I hope I did okay uou;;
Reblogging it here too. Sorry for the porn :(
So, I paint my nails pretty regularly these days. I also work as a barista/cashier pretty regularly these days. A few weeks back, I had a customer come in, a fairly typical, sheltered, suburban soccer mom, and she ordered a latte from me. She saw my brightly colored nails and said, “Wow, you’re so brave! My son asked me about painting his nails, and if it’s okay for boys to do that. Now I’ll tell him there’s a cool guy who does it too!” It was a nice moment, very cute.
Then, last week, she came in again, and said, “Hey, I’m so glad you’re here! I want you to meet someone!” She then brings her son forward, and says, “Okay sweetie, show him what you did!” And he throws his hands up, showing off his bright, sparkling blue nails. He shows them off, and I show mine off to him. He smiles. We fist bump.
Guys, I’ve only wanted to cry once at work before, and that was when someone ordered a large dry soy cappuccino on ice.
This time, though. This was a good cry.