you know how when you go to a concert or show of some sort and the person on stage is like “HOW’S EVERYONE DOING TONIGHT?!?!?!?!” and the audience cheers back? why? you’re not answering the question, you’re just yelling. imagine if we did that in daily conversation. “hey jeff, how are ya?” and jeff just starts screaming and clapping in your face
new olympic sport: the contestants must sit on their legs until they fall asleep and then run down a flight of stairs
i talk a lot of shit for someone who can’t choose rude dialogue options in games because i’m scared of hurting a characters feelings
I was not expecting that!
I don’t think anyone was expecting that!
IT GOT BETTER
This is now officially my most favorite thing on the internet
Not the heroes we thought we needed but the heroes we really needed all along
IM FUFCKING CRYING AT THIS PICTURE OF A DUCK
FUC KING LOOK AT THIS SHIT
d ont hurt my childern
A brief description using some familiar characters about how no one is ever, ever “asking for it”.
SO GOODTHANK YOU
*REBLOGS SO HARD I THINK I BROKE SOMETHING*
I’ve reblogged this before and lost followers for it. So fuck you, I’m reblogging it again.
“Alice is seven. If you need to be told that she isn’t asking for it, seek psychological help immediately.”
Don’t forget we have to wake up Green Day tomorrow.
Ok just a reminder to everyone: If you’re planning on tweeting billie joe armstrong “wake up” or something tomorrow, DON’T. The song is about his father’s death and so it’s really personal and treating it like a joke isn’t the right thing to do. Plus he’s asked so many times for people to stop and no one listens so yeah. Please don’t do that.
My priorities are straight
remember last summer when american eagle had that modelling contest where you submit your picture to get votes and if you get into the top 20 votes your picture is displayed at times square in new york
i submitted this photo of me about to sneeze
i placed 12th and i was on the times square billboard for two weeks
i hate each and every single one of you all