grumpys:

i hate when you’re not in the same mood as your friend like when you want to slay your enemies and feast on their flesh and your friend wants to dance in a field of daisies and sing for the sake of singing like no stop that grab a pitchfork

person: talk dirty to me
me: ytterst på tissen sitter

theylvis:

take a moment to imAGINE VEGARD YLVISÅKER IN HIS FORTIES