“We’re on a ship”…. OKAY.
It doesn’t even matter what you think. You know why, jagoff? Cause I’m famous. I am on every major operating system since Microsoft fucking Bob. I’m in your signs. I’m in your browsers. I’m in your instant messengers. I’m not just a font. I am a force of motherfucking nature and I will not rest until every uptight armchair typographer cock-hat like you is surrounded by my lovable, comic-book inspired, sans-serif badassery.
Enough of this bullshit. I’m gonna go get hammered with Papyrus.
“I’m Comic Sans, Asshole” by Mike Lacher
#Derek is pissed when Stiles walks in the door with this overweight ugly cat #the thing is all beat up and its fur is matted and it stinks and immediately begins yowling as soon as it senses him. #He tells him no immediately and walks out of the room. Three hours later Stiles is cooing at the cat and has the damn thing sprawled out … #in front of him as he uses a brush to detangle its fur. Derek decides to pretend like this isn’t happening. #That was 6 months ago. #Stiles still loves to take video after video of Derek working out…cat jumping up on his shoulders or sitting on his back #The thing follows him around everywhere purring loudly rubbing up against his ankles. #He still won’t admit how happy it makes him.