and they’re like, it’s better than yours

Posted in This Stepford Life by

My lunchbox brings all the boys to the yard:

damn right it's better than yours

Also? It came FILLED WITH COOKIES. There is not a single thing about this entire situation that is not STUFFED WITH AWESOME.

Tomorrow: my reign of no pants continues, in mad style!

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