Muh seats…
I have really inappropriate thoughts about this vacuum. If I had $550 to spend on a vacuum I’d have this baby in my presence right now. I would vacuum every day. I dare say I would bring my vacuum to friends houses and vacuum for them.
Oh, Dyson Animal vacuum. We’ll be together one day. Get ready.
This is my dream vacuum. That ball on the bottom is just genius!
I heart vacuums. I know men aren’t supposed to give their ladies appliances and vacuums for gifts, but damn, do I want this.
Prepare to be jealous: I own this vacuum. Aside from standing naked next to a super model, nothing will make you more self-consious. When I first got it, I had to empty it after vacuuming just one room - it sucks that well. It brings up dirt you didn’t even know you had…
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Cici’s
Red LobsterThe girl speaks all kinds of truths.
I will knock my own grandmother down to get to a basket of Cheddar Bay Biscuits, okay? Kick that walker right from under her.
RFT!
Note that you can make them at home with Bisquick, cheddar cheese, garlic powder, and bay seasoning… so watch it gramma.
Outback Steakhouse is the only place I know of in California that serves Blue Bell Ice Cream.
16% butterfat motherfucking Blue Bell Ice Cream!!
Plus that ad campaign with Jemaine was brill. Good on ya, Outback.
Automatic Blue Bell reblog. Fuck store brand. Buy Blue Bell. Everytime you buy Blue Bell, a cat gets a cheeseburger. Well, a turkey cheese burger. Maybe a veggie burger. But you get the idea.
Oh, and one of my friends once worked for Red Lobster’s ad agency. If you’re in the mood for some seafood, turns out Red Lobster is actually really high quality shit, just at a better price…
Allow me to introduce you to JCrewAholics.com