CLOUDS FOR BREAKFAST
just a bunch of glitter and nonsense

 
Oh these pies aren’t homemade, they were made in a factory 

A BOMB factory… they’re BOMBS.

When I think I smell a baked good

whatshouldwecallme:

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This website maps every recurring joke on Arrested Development 

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Young couple cuddling as they sit down in a hole in the sand while others lie around behind them on a hot Independence Day at the beach. Photo by Ralph Crane, 1949.

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