Honestly, with some of the stuff I write, it's no wonder that I wear glasses. I've mistaken cupcakes for tacos and paint for sour cream. I'm kind of a mess. Once I see something, I can't _un_see it.
So, these photos tricked me once, but maybe you'll pass the tests.
Like, is there a car there? I think I would walk right into it, which just shows how dedicated this person is to the waxing business.
And now, he looks like he's sweating so hard that I don't trust anything related to this poster.
Please, turn your phone and show your friend from a distance. Blow their mind. It's worth it.
I think I'm just caught up in how lovely this day looks. Meanwhile, I'm here typing to a screen and chatting with you, my imaginary friend/reader.
And if you look closely, you'll see the staircase is all swirly. I NEED TO GO HERE.
It looks like he has a mouth of jagged wooden teeth, and I'm not here for that.
Eggs over floofy doesn't sound as yummy.
Maybe she has him under some sort of spell...if you know what I mean.
Could have used its help in math class back in the day.
And none of you Muggles will ever get it.
I need Mother Nature to do me a favor and style my hair.
Imagine the crunch. JUST IMAGINE!
It looks like the world's smallest frap being pinched between someone's thumb and forefinger, and now that I've seen that perspective, I can't unsee it.
I would be losing my controller so much — like, more than I'd actually be playing with it.
On the other hand, maybe that's just me getting distracted by shiny things.
I mean, maybe it's just a fly hunter out there doing their best to spread the fear.
But I mean, who'd have thought you'd have to pretend to know how to work a mug?
Oh well, as long as she has a decent shampoo.
But before you two kids finish your cows and run off together...take the phone book off her head?
I put my shoes on the wrong feet sometimes, and that's all by myself. I would have no chance.
Not that I'm known for my grace and coordination on regular floors.
I'm not sure what that pose would be, but let's stay positive. It can always get worse. Wait, what—
Or at least, that's the way I like to think this went down.
But I just really love dinosaurs, y'all, so it's fine. Can I get a shirtless Jeff Goldblum cutout that does this?
