Wow im so happy for you as a soccer girl I can understand your excitement!!
thank you so muchhh!! god i’m so happyyyyyy wow we are in the first division/league this year and we also won two more titles jfc what a yearr
my soccer team just won the Northeastern Cup and now it’s about to win the state championship!!! we eliminated our biggest rivals and we’re about to win the final match in 3minutes and fuckkk we’re kicking ass this is our 40º state title while one of our two biggest tivals (the one we’re playing tonight) just has 21 titles
what a great birthday present dsjfhdsgsg fuck yes
Why can’t there be a male hooter’s equivalent where male servers are shirtless and highly sexualized for their bodies and looks
Male Strip clubs. You’re thinking of male strip clubs.
No. Not a male strip club. A strip club is a strip club. I want a place called Cahones where waiters wear Speedos and are forced to stuff if they don’t fill out their uniform well enough. I want them to giggle for my tips. I want it to be so normalised and engrained in our culture that women bring their daughters there for lunch (because whaaaaaat the wings are good! Geeze sensitive much?) where they’ll give playful little nudges like, “Wouldn’t mind if you dad had those. Heh heh heh.” that their daughters don’t even understand but will absorb and start to assume is just the normal way grown up women talk about grown up men. I want to playfully ask my waiter if I can have extra nuts on my salad and for him to swat my arm with an Oh, you because he knows if he doesn’t his manager will yell at him. I want other men to pretend to like going there so I think they’re cool. I want to go to Cahones during my lunch break at work and when I come back and tell the other women in the office where I went they chuckle slightly and the men around us suddenly feel self conscious and they don’t know why.
what if you could meet your celebrity crush but the cost was them knowing everything you’ve ever said about them in your tumblr tags