Why Is It That It's Totally Acceptable To Say "oh Sorry, I'm Not A Morning Person" But When I Say "oh

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So you mean to tell me that a red himbo with self-esteem issues, a father with no son but has spirit, a teen stuck in his emo phase, Google with emotions on incognito, a lawyer with a Self-Care agenda, and Sin ALL make up a man with a flower obsession??

Embarrassing Music #3

Roman, having recovered: Okay, so I didn't catch Virgil, but someone else has to listen to embarrassing music. Let me think...

Roman: So, Remus and Patton don't get embarrassed about that stuff. I doubt Logan listens to music with words anyway. So... What, D— Janus? What does he even listen to?

Roman: (imagines Janus sitting at a table sipping tea while a classical waltz plays in the background)

Roman: I mean, that might be worse than dancing, especially if he's alone.

Meanwhile, in the dark side:

Remus:

WE'LL SET THE SKY ON FIRE

Janus:

WE'LL PUT THE NIGHT AWAY

Both:

WE'LL BE MADE OF STARS

Janus:

WE'RE GONNA TAKE YOU HIGH

Remus:

YOU'RE GONNA FEEL THE FLAMES

Both:

WE'LL BE MADE OF STARS

WE'RE GONNA LIGHT IT UP WOAH-OH-OH-OH

WE'RE GONNA LIGHT IT UP WOAH-OH-OH-OH

THANK YOU! Now I need to load up Tumblr on a computer XD

Edit: I did!

Sides: *eating breakfast together*

School bus: *drives past*

Remus: *sees that it's empty*

Remus: This bus empty,

Remus, miming jerking a steering wheel to the side: SKEET

Remus: *continues eating breakfast*

Patton, the only one not used to this: ???

Another very good explanation, and you are correct, I love the smell of dove soap

The human memory is so weird.

Example: every single time I smell a bar of dove soap, I think of this one kid I used to go to school with. Now, I can't tell you his age. I can't tell you his favorite color. I can hardly tell you his first name.

But I remember that he always smelled like dove soap.

No matter what. It's like he carried dove soap around in his pockets. Just plain old dove white soap. And it was so strong but not overpowering— like, it wasn't a dove deodorant or something, it was like straight-up smelling a bar of dove soap whenever you were near him.

So now every time I smell dove soap he pops into my mind.

Why?

I can hardly remember my tumblr password sometimes, I forgot my own age a bit ago and had to use a calculator to figure it out. But no matter what, I remember this kid from fifth grade always smelled like dove soap.

Science side of tumblr please explain

The Sides Camping (Based On A True Story)

Patton: *drops his hotdog in the dirt*

Patton: :(

Patton: *gets a new hotdog*

Remus: Don't waste a perfectly good hotdog

Remus: *washes the hotdog in the nearby creek and cooks it*

Remus: Here

Patton: ...No thanks I'm good

Remus: Okay

Remus: *eats hotdog*

Virgil, Roman: *horror*

Logan: Don't worry, he cooked it, it's perfectly safe

Virgil: WHAT IF IT WASN'T??

Roman: I know that, but WTF, REMUS?

Janus: *watches and laughs and christens it The River Dog*

Patton: *now brings it up every camping trip*

Roman's Quest For Shaving Cream / Accidentally Walking In On A Side In The Shower: Roman Version

(There is a see-through glass shower door unless otherwise specified)

Roman: Hey, do you have any shaving cream?

Remus, showering fully clothed: No, I don't like the way that it tastes.

Roman: Wh— You eat shaving cream?

Remus: No! Why would I eat it if I don't like the way that it tastes?

Roman: Hey Pat, do you have shaving cream?

Patton, pink because he’s never going to be used to this: No. I can't grow facial hair.

Roman: ...True. I’m not sure why I asked.

Roman: Hey De— Janus—

Janus, soaking in the bathtub, unfortunately without convenient bubbles, as snakes do: …

Roman, regretting his life: Never mind snakes don't even have hair—

Roman: Hey, My Chemically Imbalanced Romance, do you have any shaving cream?

Virgil, invisible behind a black shower curtain: Why on earth would I?

Roman: …

Roman: Do you have any shaving cream?

Logan: Yes. It does have a scent to it, however.

Roman: Oh, that's fine. Is it woody? Or musky?

Logan: It's honey-mango.

Roman: ...What?

Logan: They’re both very good for your skin, and happen to be fragrant.

Roman, after using Logan’s shaving cream: I FEEL BEAUTIFUL.

Janus, black veil attached to his bowler hat: This is so sad. I'll miss my husband so much.

Virgil: There's still blood on your hands. You obviously killed him.

Janus: So incredibly sad that my wealthy husband has died.

Virgil: You— This is so suspicious. How does nobody else find this incredibly suspicious?

Patton, hugging Janus: Shhh. He's grieving.

Logan, patting Janus's back: Shhh. He's single.

Logan: Just wrote offly instead of awfully. Can you tell I'm exhausted?

Janus: Yes, because this is a verbal conversation so I don't have any idea what you're talking about.

Logan: ...

Logan: I'm going to bed.

Janus: Good choice.

"Femboy" is a wonderful term. But I was thinking, what happens when you get older, and you're too old to be a 'boy' but too young to be an "Old Queen"? Are you just a "feminine-presenting adult male"?

So, allow me to propose a new term:

Fem&Men.

QUESTION SANDER SIDES FANS:

Please help me I don't know what this joke means and I can't find an explanation anywhere:

[You call those witty?]

Patton: Well, you call those glasses?

[I mean yes, I'm not sure if you're implying some—]

Patton: Well, I don't think they'll pick up, they don't have a cell phone! ZING!