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Cookies, Fresh, and Friends: Its not what it looks like <p><a href="http://wicthes.tumblr.com/post/174714945838/surrealmemes-src-you-find-yourself-looking" class="tumblr_blog">wicthes</a>:</p><blockquote> <p><a href="https://surreal--memes.tumblr.com/post/174711393016/src" class="tumblr_blog">surreal–memes</a>:</p> <blockquote><p>[<a href="https://www.reddit.com/r/surrealmemes/comments/8oeayq/when_your_parents_walk_in_on_you_creating_a/">Src</a>]</p></blockquote> <p>you find yourself looking for a late night snack. cookies? no, your body is craving something healthy, like fruit. conveniently enough, it looks as though your mother came home from the grocery with a fresh bunch of bananas. in your weary state, you meander to the bundle and pull off the first one in sight. ‘this should keep me satisfied until breakfast,’ you think to yourself. you place the banana down to grab a glass from the cupboard for water.</p> <p><br/></p> <p>as you feel around the back for your favorite spiderman cup (circa 2005), you think you hear someone laugh right next to you. you quickly whip around to find the culprit but no one is there. you’re spooked but too tired and now too hangry to care. you find your spiderman swinging-into-action cup and walk to the refrigerator for some water.</p> <p><br/></p> <p>then the laughter happens again. you nearly drop your cup and mutter a hasty “shit” under your breath. now you’re a little more awake and realizing that you probably didn’t just imagine it the first time. you look around again trying to find the sound.</p> <p><br/></p> <p>“psst,” you hear a faint whisper come from behind you, but there’s no one there. you believe ghosts are real but this is just too much right now.</p> <p><br/></p> <p>“pssssst,” you hear that same whisper again, this time you look down.</p> <p><br/></p> <p>the only thing there is the banana.</p> <p><br/></p> <p>‘the banana… is talking to me?’ now you think you’ve lost it.</p> <p><br/></p> <p>remembering those stupid jokes and silly games from your childhood, you pick up the banana and turn it in your hands. you swear you heard the whispering come from the banana… right?</p> <p><br/></p> <p>swallowing your pride, you slowly raise the banana to your ear while glancing around the room just to make sure your younger sibling isn’t playing some sick joke on you to share with their friends.</p> <p><br/></p> <p>“h-hello…?” you mumble hesitantly. this is probably the dumbest thing you’ve done in your life but you swear to god you heard those sounds. nothing happens for what seems like forever, until something does.</p> <p><br/></p> <p>as you’re about the give up your endeavor and admit insanity, a quiet voice escapes the fruit.</p> <p><br/></p> <p>“no one will ever believe you,” the banana chuckles breathily in your ear. it was so faint it could have been your imagination had it not been the feeling of breath blowing into your ear. you freeze in panic because what the fuck just happened.</p> <p><br/></p> <p>at the same moment your younger sibling walks into the kitchen.</p> <p><br/></p> <p>“are you… talking to a banana?” they ask incredulously.</p> <p><br/></p> <p>embarrassed and shocked, you stammer out a response, “i-it’s not what it looks like!” you exclaim, quickly pulling the banana from your ear. “it-“</p> <p><br/></p> <p>“whatever, im going back to bed,” your sibling frowns and walks out.</p> <p><br/></p> <p>you hear the banana laugh at you again.</p> <p><br/></p> <p>“no one,” it whispers with amusement. you swear you hear the smile in its voice.</p> </blockquote>
Cookies, Fresh, and Friends: Its not what it looks
 like
<p><a href="http://wicthes.tumblr.com/post/174714945838/surrealmemes-src-you-find-yourself-looking" class="tumblr_blog">wicthes</a>:</p><blockquote>
<p><a href="https://surreal--memes.tumblr.com/post/174711393016/src" class="tumblr_blog">surreal–memes</a>:</p>

<blockquote><p>[<a href="https://www.reddit.com/r/surrealmemes/comments/8oeayq/when_your_parents_walk_in_on_you_creating_a/">Src</a>]</p></blockquote>

<p>you find yourself looking for a late night snack. cookies? no, your body is craving something healthy, like fruit. conveniently enough, it looks as though your mother came home from the grocery with a fresh bunch of bananas. in your weary state, you meander to the bundle and pull off the first one in sight. ‘this should keep me satisfied until breakfast,’ you think to yourself. you place the banana down to grab a glass from the cupboard for water.</p>
<p><br/></p>
<p>as you feel around the back for your favorite spiderman cup (circa 2005), you think you hear someone laugh right next to you. you quickly whip around to find the culprit but no one is there. you’re spooked but too tired and now too hangry to care. you find your spiderman swinging-into-action cup and walk to the refrigerator for some water.</p>
<p><br/></p>
<p>then the laughter happens again. you nearly drop your cup and mutter a hasty “shit” under your breath. now you’re a little more awake and realizing that you probably didn’t just imagine it the first time. you look around again trying to find the sound.</p>
<p><br/></p>
<p>“psst,” you hear a faint whisper come from behind you, but there’s no one there. you believe ghosts are real but this is just too much right now.</p>
<p><br/></p>
<p>“pssssst,” you hear that same whisper again, this time you look down.</p>
<p><br/></p>
<p>the only thing there is the banana.</p>
<p><br/></p>
<p>‘the banana… is talking to me?’ now you think you’ve lost it.</p>
<p><br/></p>
<p>remembering those stupid jokes and silly games from your childhood, you pick up the banana and turn it in your hands. you swear you heard the whispering come from the banana… right?</p>
<p><br/></p>
<p>swallowing your pride, you slowly raise the banana to your ear while glancing around the room just to make sure your younger sibling isn’t playing some sick joke on you to share with their friends.</p>
<p><br/></p>
<p>“h-hello…?” you mumble hesitantly. this is probably the dumbest thing you’ve done in your life but you swear to god you heard those sounds. nothing happens for what seems like forever, until something does.</p>
<p><br/></p>
<p>as you’re about the give up your endeavor and admit insanity, a quiet voice escapes the fruit.</p>
<p><br/></p>
<p>“no one will ever believe you,” the banana chuckles breathily in your ear. it was so faint it could have been your imagination had it not been the feeling of breath  blowing into your ear. you freeze in panic because what the fuck just happened.</p>
<p><br/></p>
<p>at the same moment your younger sibling walks into the kitchen.</p>
<p><br/></p>
<p>“are you… talking to a banana?” they ask incredulously.</p>
<p><br/></p>
<p>embarrassed and shocked, you stammer out a response, “i-it’s not what it looks like!” you exclaim, quickly pulling the banana from your ear. “it-“</p>
<p><br/></p>
<p>“whatever, im going back to bed,” your sibling frowns and walks out.</p>
<p><br/></p>
<p>you hear the banana laugh at you again.</p>
<p><br/></p>
<p>“no one,” it whispers with amusement. you swear you hear the smile in its voice.</p>
</blockquote>

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80s, Bless Up, and Clock: Meet Eddie, the Hospital Therapy Dog who is always carrying around his bookbag of toys and can always be found in the Pediatric Intensive Care Unit @DrSmashlove Reddit u/Stuffy Unicorn Part 2 (see previous post for Part 1): He’d leap out of his truck wearing overalls and construction boots and a trucker cap - not Ed Hardy but a real one, an unironic one lol. And he look like Tom Brady in the face but he burly like Tom Hardy. And he got no shirt under the overalls just manly. And my girl like “Aren’t you cold?” And in a syrupy southern drawl he say “mayam - I werked one year as longshoreman in Alasker. One tam - my toes done froze off, lost two. But I survaved. An I don’t git cold no mowar. 🤠” He reach under the steering wheel, pop the hood, walk around, flicks it open, props it up with only his arm, grab wiper fluid out of the bed of his truck which also houses a deer he just shot, opens it with his mouth, pours the fluid, replaces the cap. I’m in awe. My girl even more in awe. He grab a blanket out of his truck and wrap up my girl and he like “just makin sure yer old lady’s warm, sir 😌. Would yall lak to come to my home for some deer steaks before continuing yer journey?” And I’m like “wow what a gracious offer u know what MSNBC and CNN are wrong about y’all, rednecks are amazing people” and just then. Right then. My girl hop out the whip. I’m like “WOMAN! IT’S SNOWING?” And she like “you don’t want steak then suit yourself I’M HUNGRY. We could have stopped at Ponderosa like I asked but you said we almost home WELL SMASH WE AIN’T.” And with that she retreat to the redneck’s truck. “But baby,” I said. “We got a nice home. Like the republican Family in Strangers things 😥.” “That might be true” she say “but money can’t buy happiness.” And just like that they ride off in the sunset. People always say “I was born in the wrong era.” BIH! NOT ME! In the 80s u could lose ya girl over wiper fluid! I’m not handy but I know how a Neapolitan suit should fit in the shoulder and how to tastefully appoint a living room with Eames chairs and Mies van der Rohe bench but still make it vibe with heirloom pieces like a grandfather clock! Bish I’m aesthetic asf! I was raised with sisters! And it’s ladies who, combined with my wondrous tung and pipe game, and my brand of earnest empathy, accept my type of manliness lol! Thank you God!! Bless up! 😂😂😂
80s, Bless Up, and Clock: Meet Eddie, the Hospital Therapy Dog who
 is always carrying around his bookbag of
 toys and can always be found in the
 Pediatric Intensive Care Unit
 @DrSmashlove
 Reddit u/Stuffy Unicorn
Part 2 (see previous post for Part 1): He’d leap out of his truck wearing overalls and construction boots and a trucker cap - not Ed Hardy but a real one, an unironic one lol. And he look like Tom Brady in the face but he burly like Tom Hardy. And he got no shirt under the overalls just manly. And my girl like “Aren’t you cold?” And in a syrupy southern drawl he say “mayam - I werked one year as longshoreman in Alasker. One tam - my toes done froze off, lost two. But I survaved. An I don’t git cold no mowar. 🤠” He reach under the steering wheel, pop the hood, walk around, flicks it open, props it up with only his arm, grab wiper fluid out of the bed of his truck which also houses a deer he just shot, opens it with his mouth, pours the fluid, replaces the cap. I’m in awe. My girl even more in awe. He grab a blanket out of his truck and wrap up my girl and he like “just makin sure yer old lady’s warm, sir 😌. Would yall lak to come to my home for some deer steaks before continuing yer journey?” And I’m like “wow what a gracious offer u know what MSNBC and CNN are wrong about y’all, rednecks are amazing people” and just then. Right then. My girl hop out the whip. I’m like “WOMAN! IT’S SNOWING?” And she like “you don’t want steak then suit yourself I’M HUNGRY. We could have stopped at Ponderosa like I asked but you said we almost home WELL SMASH WE AIN’T.” And with that she retreat to the redneck’s truck. “But baby,” I said. “We got a nice home. Like the republican Family in Strangers things 😥.” “That might be true” she say “but money can’t buy happiness.” And just like that they ride off in the sunset. People always say “I was born in the wrong era.” BIH! NOT ME! In the 80s u could lose ya girl over wiper fluid! I’m not handy but I know how a Neapolitan suit should fit in the shoulder and how to tastefully appoint a living room with Eames chairs and Mies van der Rohe bench but still make it vibe with heirloom pieces like a grandfather clock! Bish I’m aesthetic asf! I was raised with sisters! And it’s ladies who, combined with my wondrous tung and pipe game, and my brand of earnest empathy, accept my type of manliness lol! Thank you God!! Bless up! 😂😂😂

Part 2 (see previous post for Part 1): He’d leap out of his truck wearing overalls and construction boots and a trucker cap - not Ed Hardy b...