Mr. Inbetween!! Hahaha

midas touch?

Taylor swift cuts the ribbon and hands me the keys to my new bathroom. Golden fixtures with carpet to match. They even found golden loofahs and shampoo.

“This isn’t what I wanted”, I said looking deposed.

“Turn the handle”, she said knowingly.

Faster than I anticipated, my hand was already turning the knob. Glints of gold danced in my eyes as it effortlessly spun in my palm.

My efforts were immediately rewarded with a steady stream of smelly, salty liquid. A smile broke across my face. Looking back, Taylor was already gone, and for once, everything was okay.

Probably misunderstood because he’d give you one without you using up a wish. Therefor you’d be stupid to wish for this, and so that can’t possibly be what you meant.

Is this a reference to that story of a king that wishes for everything he touches to become gold and his fucking food and family became gold or something

Is this edited or am I experiencing the mandela effect? I swear there weren’t that many golden objects in this photo the last time I saw this

Would have been funnier if the guy resembled a certain orange president in some way.