My boyfriend just woke up, mostly still asleep and told me “don’t worry, it’s getting better” in a heavy, American accent, which is unusual for an Australian man.
“Why are you American?” I asked, to which I got:
“Sorry, it’s getting better” in a stereotypical posh English accent.
“Why are you English?” I asked, amused.
“What is he normally?” He managed to ask.
“He? You’re not anyone else, you’re you.”
“Ugh, me” was the last thing he said, in a right proper Aussie accent before he fell back into proper sleep.
Bitch just thwarted a ghost possession by judging his accents
My boyfriend would be gettin’ hit with the baseball bat beside our bed if he ever woke up and said, “What is he normally?” about himself.
Then you would NOT have liked the time he pointed to a corner of our room while he was sleeping and said “they share a dimension with Earth and they take cats to eat them”.
I absolutely do not like that.
I love people who talk in their sleep.
i forgot how fucking weird november is theres no afternoon its just night after 2pm
Someone: Are you taken?
Me: Ya for granted
Meet the alternate version of Rick and Morty: Rick and Moerty. The 2D dimension where 9 year olds watch ram
me, laying on top of my significant other: hey
me, from underneath my significant other: *wheeze* what’s up?
sunset 27.03.16 ❣
