Millionnotesclub - The Million Notes Club

for april fools we’re deleting this entire site sayonara you weeaboo shits

christmas eve what about christmas adam

i literally have no idea what im gonna do if i dont end up rich

FOR THOSE OF YOU WHO DO NOT KNOW

THIS IS A TRUMPET

THIS IS A TROMBONE

THIS IS A TUBA

AND THIS IS A FRENCH HORN

THANK YOU FOR YOUR TIME

“I want to speak to a manager,” the middle-aged woman said in her stern I-used-to-be-a-soccer-mom-ten-years-ago voice, looking down at me over the top of her Gucci reading glasses.

A wicked grin split across my face and the gates of Hell opened up behind me, releasing a gust of hot wind that whipped my apron around my body and forced the woman to shield her face. Demons came forth, dancing around in flames with songs of, “She wants to speak to a manager. Did you hear that? She wants to speak to a manager!” before erupting into earsplitting shrieks of laughter, none louder than my own cackling.

I took in the woman’s look of utter horror before my eyes rolled back into my head and I growled,

“I am the manager.”

So Google does math for you??

division

square roots

dividing percentages

IT EVEN FOILS

beautiful.

niggaqueef:

when you sat in a weird position for a long time and you move and then your foot feels like this

most accurate description of anything accurate ever in the history of accuracy