Drinking orange juice out of the carton because I don’t want to look for a cup.
In my pajamas, because I don’t want to look for pants.
Watching Hulu, because I don’t know which story I want to focus on right now and deciding was too difficult for how sleepy I feel.
Why can’t I have an Alfred to find me cups and pants and decisions.
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yellowis4happy said:
You have no idea of how many times I’ve watched and/or read something Alfred and just turned to the nearest person and gone, “I want an Alfred. I WANT AN ALFRED. Oh my God I want one SO BAD”
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havecrayonswilltravel said:
this is like the outline of my life.
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brikit said:
It does taste better out of the carton. And pajamas are the shit. >:D
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