Druid: My name is Erik with a k.
NPC: *writes name down* And your last name?
Druid: With a k.
NPC: No I got that: Erik. What’s your last name?
Druid: My last name is with a k.
NPC: Wait…is your name Erik Erik?
Druid: My last name is With a K.
NPC: Okay wait a minute, so to clarify —
Druid: My last name is literally the phrase *air quotes* “Withakay.” It is all one word.
NPC: *finishes writing* So review the document to make sure I got this right.
Druid: *looks* No I spell Eric with a C
Nah, he ran into her knife
He ran into her knife ten times
HE HAD IT COMING
HE ONLY HAS HIMSELF TO BLAME
IF YOU’D HAVE BEEN THERE
IF YOU HAD SEEN IT
I BET THAT YOU WOULD HAVE DONE THE SAME
i cannot stress enough how much i love this post
I reblogged this before and got an MRA anon about how “this is why we don’t need feminism” and I had to explain to his douchey ass that these are lyrics from Chicago