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.
Why can’t I have it all?
Oh wait, I can.
In recent news:
I have decided I’m going to become a millionaire quite soon. Don’t ask me how, I just know it will happen. I’m thinking 13 million dollars. I just have a feeling.
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.
I knew I was mad at him when everyone started to look like him; including redheads, women, and an asian man(but only because he was wearing a grey sweater).