OK, sure, it’s POSSIBLE I’m eating cheese from the package while I drive because I have PMS.
But I think a more plausible explanation is that “driving cheese” is an amazing idea and I’m a goddamn innovator.
Look at that tray. LOOK AT IT. That is clearly destined to hold cheese.
Well, I mean…the slogan WAS “eat fresh.”
Between the clutter blog and the “erotic gifs,” my Tumblr feed can be very disorienting first thing in the morning.
“Right. Make my bed. LIKE AN ADULT.”
“Oh, wait… A hand in my draw’s? Yeah, we’re doing that. Maybe I’ll make my bed after. (I won’t.)”
I think even the clutter blog would agree that particular excuse is not boring.