Welcome to my tiny little world I think you should know about. I currently live in Juneau, Alaska, right smackdab in the middle of tourist season.
Currently, I work at a tourism job and boy, I get to hear the funniest stuff.
- “Do you wash your glacier? Why is it so dirty?” No, we do not. How do you even think this is plausible?
- “Do you take US dollars or is it Canadian?” I dunno. Is Alaska a part of the United States? We’re only the 49th state.
- “Oh! You don’t live in igloos?” No, we don’t. We’re just as technologically advanced as the rest of the world.
- “Do you speak English?” No habla stupid.
And other fun things like that. I also get to chase around tourists sometimes to make sure their heads don’t get chopped off by helicopter blades or so they don’t get run over by a bus. Sometimes, tourists don’t make me want children. I fear raising children is easier than chasing tourists.
“Why can’t we shoot them? It IS tourist season, after all!”
I’ve been watching this show, Sister Wives, where this man marries four women and has a huge ass family. I have several questions for this guy.
Do you love all of your wives?
Do you love all of them equally?
Who do you love the most?
And most importantly:
How the FUCK can you marry four women, it can be (relatively) legal, and I can’t marry my ONE lover, my own girlfriend, someday?
What the fuck, America?
part of me just wants to die, that’s all.
TRUTH IS GONNA HURT. ♥
tumblrbot asked: WHAT IS YOUR EARLIEST HUMAN MEMORY?
The day my mother threw my dad out.