My new hair cut! [and my best apathetic-Jim-Halpert face.]
I’m moving up from like 43% that I like it to like 87%. A real improvement.
It makes me so warm on the inside that I got to love Joseph when he was young, quirky, and an alien, and I STILL get to love him as an adult!
And he kept the quirk, oh heck yes he did.
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howimetyourmothersource)THIS.
EVERYTHING ABOUT THIS.
Too too too much loverly.
If this video doesn’t make you want to jump on the next flight to India, I think you will forever be un-persuade-able.
*I love the part at 1:32 when the kids raise their arms in the air. Tugs on my heart valves, I promise you. As well as the part with the single guy just chilling on his elephant.
…except that I always end up undoing all the nice cleanliness of my fresh laundry by putting on every single piece of clothing while it’s warm.
But it’s so nice! It’s like being hugged by the entire clothes dryer.
It’s basically as close as you can get to being inside the dryer, without death and suffocation.
If I were a musician, poet, or the next great American novelist I would write the best love song, epic poem, or next great American novel about fresh-from-the-dryer happiness.