Yes. I’d like some bird seeds, thank you. and how long does it usually take for the birds to grow.
I’m a undercover police officer under the 21 Jump Street reboot because I am a Miley Cyrus lookin’ motherfucker. DONE.
I am… a librarian!
Or I’m a kind of scoundrel-y adventurer, either one would be awesome.
I am 007!
I am detective!
*puts on shades* MIB bitches
I am a Jaeger pilot.
I’ll take that.
I’m a magician-thief, conning the FBI. Sweet.
Billionaire, genius, playgirl, philanthropist with a suit of magitech power-armour.
Either a planet-saving Time Lord/Lady or a Jaeger pilot, depending on what you count as a movie.
I’m Jack Frost the Guardian?
I am the QUEEEEEEEEEN oh and I guess I have bitchin’ ice powers or whatever
a power ranger
High school student? Fuck. A career high school student…
FUCK IT, MY JOB IS GOD OF ASGARD, FOR REALS NOW.
HEY ME TOO IM ALSO A GOD OF ASGARD WE WIN
I FEEL ALIVE.
I FEEL SO DAMN ALIVE.
I CAN’T EVEN BELIEVE IT.
I WANT TO LET IT ALL OUT OF MY SYSTEM.
I WANT TO CRY.
I WANT TO CRY SO DAMN HARD.
I WANT TO HUG MY PROFESSOR.
I DID IT.
AND ON THE FINAL.
I’M GOING TO KILL IT.
IT IS LITERALLY THIS SHITTIEST THING I’VE EVER WRITTEN.
I’M NOT PROUD OF IT AT ALL,
BUT I’M AN ENGINEER.
SO I DON’T CARE.
I know some people who relax by listening to the ten-hour version of Get Lucky on YouTube.
I would try that, but Lady Luck tends to Fuck…me. I was hoping that rhymed.