my sisters friend brought brownies in cupcake wrappers to my house and i picked one up and turned it over and noticed there were oreos baked into the bottom so i gasped and said to my dad “THESE ARE NOT REGULAR BROWNIES” and my dads eyes went so wide and he whispered “pot?”
i know i give white people a lot of shit but u guys are really nice. like when the light turns green and there’s a white pedestrian that’s almost across the street u guys always do that jog thing. i know it’s kind of insignificant but i appreciate it white people. u and ur half jog thing.
i think about this post every time i do the half jog thing