sacrebleu.

When you are young, 20 or 25, you go out with your friends and you eat and drink and talk, and you have a good time. You don’t even care about the food. You know there’s food because one of the drinks is chewy.

Sometimes you wake up in your own house or somebody else’s, and you think ‘Hurray, the teleporter worked again!’

—Dylan Moran (via lisaorsomething)

(Source: letmeeatpears, via unicornology)