(Source: groupsuicide, via spirituallyvane)
(Source: kimchilunchbox, via jcm638)
(Source: missloribeth)
Three months had passed since Damper Dan had acquired “the microwave” by default. Dan had pondered day after day, this electrical oblong cube’s existence. He had waited, it seemed for eternity for this “thing” to do what it expressed on its printed signage; Microwave. “When is it going to wave” thought Dan, “maybe it waves so quick and the micros are so little I have missed it waving the whole time!” Then and just then when all was quiet, Dan and the microwave levitated in the cool kitchen air and just for a second Dan thought he glimpsed a snippet of a micro wave.
