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“i’m buying a cinnabon… at the airport… i arrived at. you understand why that’s extra disgusting, right? because when you’re at the airport you’re leaving from you can say “oh, i gotta eat. i need some food, because i might be trapped in the sky forever so i should eat right now.” but i’ve landed. the trip is over. i’m 20 minutes from my house where i got bananas and apples and shit. and i’m sitting on my luggage… just fucking eating a cinnabon… with a fork and knife.” — louis c.k. chewed up.

“i’m buying a cinnabon… at the airport… i arrived at. you understand why that’s extra disgusting, right? because when you’re at the airport you’re leaving from you can say “oh, i gotta eat. i need some food, because i might be trapped in the sky forever so i should eat right now.” but i’ve landed. the trip is over. i’m 20 minutes from my house where i got bananas and apples and shit. and i’m sitting on my luggage… just fucking eating a cinnabon… with a fork and knife.” — louis c.k. chewed up.