21 More Iconic Trios than Kim, Kylie, & Khloe

21 More Iconic Trios than Kim, Kylie, & Khloe

Never challenge the internet.

Whoever decided to challenge the internet to find a more "iconic trio" than Kim, Khloe, and Kylie and though that it was a good idea should probably reevaluate for a moment.

In the last week or so since this “challenge” came about I have seen so many better combinations. So I decided to narrow it down to my top 21 favorites that I’ve seen or heard, in no particular order.

  1. Harry, Hermione, & Ron.
  2. Ed, Edd, & Eddy.
  3. The Three Stooges.
  4. The Three Musketeers.
  5. Stinky, Stretch, & Fatso.
  6. Blink-182.
  7. Alvin, Simon, & Theodore.
  8. Han, Luke, & Leia.
  9. Destiny’s Child.
  10. Nirvana.
  11. Charlie's Angels.
  12. The Powerpuff Girls.
  13. The Plastics.
  14. Sam, Dean, & Castiel.
  15. The Eleventh Doctor, Amelia Pond, & Rory.
  16. Captain Kirk, Spock, & Doctor McCoy.
  17. The Jonas Brothers.
  18. The Sanderson Sisters.
  19. Greenday.
  20. Bo, Luke, & Daisy.
  21. Sarah Manning, Helena, & Cosima.

So those are my favorite, what's your favorite Trio?

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15 Texts We'd Get From Dogs If They Had Thumbs

"If you're reading this, send Milk Bones."

Let's be real, anyone who has a dog knows that it if we could, we would text our dogs all day long. If they could text us, our thread would look something like...

1. "Are you coming home soon?! Let's go out!"

2. "So not to be weird... but you never ended up answering me last night... Am I the good boy? Idk I just want to be clear on our relationship I don't want to be lead on if I'm not."

3. "The cat is being such a bit** I literally can't stand her"

4. "Hey, just wondering, are you going to wear those black booties tonight? If you are, I'll chew the zipper out of the brown ones instead."

5. "Okay, so don't freak out, but something not so chill happened on the rug..."

6. "Are there any leftovers in the trash? I'm not gonna get into it, I was just curious. Love u."

7. "If you're reading this... bring Milk Bones."

8. "Hey, what's for dinner tonight?! Purina again?"

9. "Miss you!!"

10. "Are you gonna eat that food on the counter or is that for everyone? Asking for the cat."

11. "I LOVE YOU"

12. "OMG, I can't wait for you to come home on break! Can you sleep in the guest room tho? Mom said I could have your room when you moved out. Love u!"

13. "Ice cream date later?!"

14. "We should go for a walk I need to get my ass back in shape for summer. You should be my workout buddy!"

15. "Netflix and chill tonight?"

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Green (An Abbreviated Short Story)

I wrote this dual perspective short story a while back, but I came back to it and decided to alter it. It's nice to find lost things you once cared so deeply about.


Her skin is slightly darker, while I'm slightly jealous she let the sun kiss her body. Reminds me of when we painted our bedroom, she insisted on a sunny color while I preferred blue -but I gave her my word, all my words. As she flips to devour another page of her book, my eyes glance upon her green nails- she never liked green, because of her missing emerald parakeet.
Maybe she finally let the parakeet go with peace. After searching for years, she found something else, maybe she realizes green fits her complexion -I mean what color wouldn't? No matter what she found, it stopped her from listening for her parakeet. Am I apart of things she let go? I refuse to believe I was replaced by something -someone- else, I refuse to be a fucking green feathered bird.
She's sitting in-front of me on the park bench, but she hasn't looked up. As her hands cradle the book, a small curve creases on the sides of her lips. I decide I should stop staring, but a man approaches her- they smile at each other. What a lucky guy.
I should just walk home, fly back into her stash of lost things, hoping one day she might remember, and see what I was once worth to her.

I am looking at him. He's wearing the same outfit as when we painted our bedroom; denim jeans and a turquoise v-neck. I still remember the deep blue he wanted to paint the walls, but my stubborn personality forced the walls to be yellow, and his soothing voice promised me, "I give you my word". I miss his voice - how "darling" used to roll effortlessly off his tongue.
He comes here, to this park, every Saturday at 3:15pm, and little does he know I sometimes come to glance at his deep royal eyes and adorable cowlick. I look back down to my book, reading the poems I wrote earlier today, my favorite one is where I am yellow and he is blue. How if we mixed, we would've been green. I used to hate green because of my missing parakeet. But every inch of my body wished we painted our bedroom wall both blue and yellow- to weave a luscious, everlasting green.

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