#i hate that all of the cute little things in this show #are actually really fucking sad when you think about it #like he doesn’t know how to use a waffle iron? #it’s one of the single most uncomplicated and common kitchen devices in modern american society #college freshmen who live off of instant noodles and vending machine snacks know how to use waffle irons #but they’ve never had a kitchen
mini mickey over the seasons
"hey" lip said as he came down the basement stairs and walked over to where Ian was sitting on a stool
"Mickey tell you where I was?" Ian asks
"nah,I think I can find my own brother in the house…after spending a whole day searching half of Chicago"
Ian smiled a little and folded…
Mickey had a surprise for Ian.
It wasn’t a surprise the redhead was going to particularly like. It wasn’t a surprise that Mickey had particularly enjoyed buying.
"out of the fucking question,Ian" Mickey said exasperated, taking a bite of his poptart
"c’mon Mick, why not? It’s just this one time" Ian reasoned,waving his own poptart around
Mickey rolled his eyes “if I want to hear opera I just flush the toilet while mandy’s in the shower”…
as requested by anonymous
"You know what they’re looking for, right? It’s called frontotemporal dementia. Areas of your brain start to shrink. It’s what my mother had. It’s the only form of dementia that can hit teenagers. And there’s no cure."