May 2012
- Teacher: Which career do you want to do?
- Me: Cato.
- Teacher: What?
- Me: What?
My little brother got into outer space and stuff so my step-mom bought him a place mat with all the planets on it. When I first saw it, I was upset, because it was newer and so Pluto wasn’t labeled. I was about to say something when I noticed something…
Pluto is there.
The artist remembered Pluto.
Guys…
The artist drew Pluto crying.
Awww! Poor Pluto!
Cheezus Christ, this had better not be the zombie apocalypse. Miami people, please be safe.
THIS IS NOT A DRILL. IMPLEMENT ZOMBIE SURVIVAL PLAN.
HOLY SHIT IT’S REALLY HAPPENING
better start doing cardio
Only in Florida. /cries a single tear as palm trees sway in the background and florida’s flag waves gently in the wind
Well I would have liked to gotten into shape first, but oh well. LET’S DO THIS!
Of course it had to be in Miami. OF COURSE.
^ This. I was surprised but not surprised. Miami WOULD be the beginning of the zombie apocalypse. Meth? Ninja please, more like zombie meth.
I’m *definitely* going the gym today. Just in case …




