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The joke is actually that horror not whore…Well that’s what it’s supose to beOH MY GOD I DIDN’T GET THIS JOKE UNTIL NOW
OH MY GOD WHAT
WHAT AM I MISSING I DONT GET IT
It sounds like whore-oscope so she is calling kimmie a whore
BRB DYING
omg
omfg i didnt get this until now.
how the fuck did i not notice this until now
poop
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∞ 10 months ago (92,199 notes)
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Korean Street Food
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Grammar matters.
For every homeless animal you save, Rachel Ray will eat three.
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The only thing that Tony Stark loves more than himself is food.
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- JESSE EISENBERG: People on the street say mean things to me.
- INTERVIEWER: Like what?
- JESSE EISENBERG: I get called Napoleon Dynamite because I have curly hair. I live in New York City and I ride a bicycle. I always bike down 9th Avenue and there’s this kid who goes to school there named Abraham. Every time I pass him, he calls me Napoleon Dynamite. He screams it out and his friends laugh. That was a fine movie but I wasn’t in it.
- INTERVIEWER: What do you say back?
- JESSE EISENBERG: I say, “Please Abraham, I’m not that man.”
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Seth: […] Now here’s the thing in Amsterdam I found which is, if two people are arguing, if one of them was American, everyone would side with the Dutch person. You would side with the worst Dutch person over the best American person. If there was like a 20 year old projectile vomiting— and Betty White, the Dutch guy would get the cab. […] So, I was desperate not to reveal that I was an American. So, I was speaking the only Dutch I knew which was “no”, which in Dutch is “nee”. So , the guy was like speaking to me in Dutch and I just started going “nee nee nee nee nee” and then he would make his next point and I would go “nee nee nee nee nee” and while I was doing this I crawled into the taxi where his girlfriend was already in the backseat. So, she was looking at me and she was talking to me and then I used another Dutch word I know because, the Dutch word for “out” is “uit”. So, that played right into my wheelhouse. So, to her I was going “uit uit uit uit” “nee nee nee nee” “uit”. And then finally they gave up ‘cause they were like, obviously we’re dealing with a simpleton who knows two words. And she got out and the guy got out and I was so proud of myself and I was so happy and, we were pulling the taxi down the street. And I should’ve just let it go but, I rolled down the window and I leaned out and I yelled: I claimed this taxi for America. (x)
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