It’s Britney, bitch…

The one thing I love about the internet is that there’s always someone creeper than you. You could do basically anything you want and you probably won’t be the sketchiest thing I’ve seen all day. Consider this:

“You take pictures of peanut butter? Oh, I juggle cats!”

If you heard this conversation in real life, you would avoid these two people and whatever they have in common at all costs. But if you find either of them online, you’re probably looking up something so incredibly disturbing that you’re really in no position to say anything.

This stupid webpage means that I can say whatever I want, because, honestly, nobody reads tumblr. If you’re at the point where you’re reading this, go outside and look at the sun. You might like it!