i asked my italian grandfather if the rough parts of italy were called the spaghetto and look at me w/ so much shame
in the south we don’t say “you’re a dumb fuck” we say “bless your heart” and i think that’s beautiful.
i hate it when people say no homo after complimenting someone
im full homo
im going to lay you down on a bed of rose petals and whisper that compliment lasciviously to you
i’m sorry, sir, but “gotta go fast” is not an excuse to get out of speeding. wait what the fuck did you paint your skin blue