Seriously people, it’s Rainbow SPRINKLES and chocolate JIMMIES.

If you want to call them sprinkles, then go ask someone else for a goddamn cupcake with chocolate sprinkles because I’m standing my ground on this issue.

This shit should be settled in the supreme court.

I think my father is going on a date and I can’t deal with it. He is going to Providence tomorrow and SPENDING THE NIGHT at his single female friends house. He denies this is a date, or a wierd situation at all. I don’t believe him.