Are you fucking kidding me.
I FUCKING TRIP ON MY WAY OUT OF BED AND YOU-
There are people who have been married for 50 years who don’t trust each other this much.
CAN WE JUST TALK ABOUT THE GUY IN THE BACK THAT HAS A FUCKING WOMAN ON HIS HEAD AND HE STANDS UP WITHOUT HER FALLING LIKE ARE WE NOT TALKING ABOUT THAT
that’s the spirit
OH MY FUCKING GOD DO YOU KNOW WHAT YOU JUST FUCKING SAID? DO YOU REALIZE HOW AMAZING THAT PUN WAS? THATS THE SPIRIT???!?!?! THAT IS THE FUCKING SPIRIT YOU DICKSUCKING FUCKBUCKET THAT IS THE FUCKING SPIRIT. THAT IS ALCOHOL. NAY, NOT SIMPLY ALCOHOL. IT IS A SPIRIT. YOU ARE LITERALLY LOOKING AT THE BOTTLE OF BOOZE HE IS DRINKING, AND YOU ARE POINTING OUT THATS THE SPIRIT WHILE SIMULTANEOUSLY APPLAUDING HIM FOR DRINKING DURING GRADUATION BY SAYING THATS THE SPIRIT. YOU MY GOOD SIR HAVE SUCCEEDED TODAY. YOU HAVE SUCCEEDED IN MAKING ME PHYSICALLY BOW TOWARDS YOUR GREATNESS.
THATS THE SPIRIT.
THAT IS THE FUCKING SPIRIT.
That is the best reaction to a pun I have ever seen
my fucking local paper everyone
Journalist Eve Britton, you are my hero.
Just the fact that they’re talking about a BWoC reunion makes me so happy omg please please please
So I keep seeing awesome fanart of young Thor and Loki, but there’s one thing I don’t really understand: Why do people insist on making Loki way younger than Thor? When we see them with Odin, they look to be about the same age. And even as adults they look about the same age
He’s probably a year younger, maybe two at most (
Asgardian years course). So I really don’t understand where this idea that Loki is a lot younger than Thor comes from.
And as a side note, does anyone else think that Young Thor looks like Chloë Grace Moretz?
*chimes sound* *finds pitch* [caroling intensifies]
♬ On the twelfth day of Christmas NBC gave to me… ♪
12 Plumbers Plumbing
11 Puppies Playing
10 Swords a-Sweeping
9 Halperts Glancing
8 Mads a-Mincing
7 Swansons Grinning
6 Beasts a-Preying
4 Falling Nerds
3 Hench Men
2 Bros in Love
And Red Reddington getting set freeeeeeeeee
It got better.
I dreamed a dream in time gone by, when grades were high and fucks worth giving. I dreamed no test would make me cry, I dreamed that curves would be forgiving. Then I was young and unprepared, and A’s were made and used and wasted. There were no extensions to be begged, no nights unslept, no effort wasted. But the finals come at last, with their laughter soft as thunder, as they tear your grades apart, as they turn your dream to shame.
to whomever wrote this
STARS. THE FINAL EXPLORE-Y PLACE. THESE ARE THE TRIP THINGS OF THE SPACEBOAT ENTERPIPES. ITS FIVE YEAR JOB THINGY: TO HANG OUT IN STRANGE NEW PLACES, TO HAVE DINNER WITH ALIENS AND SHIT, TO VAGUELY WANDER IN THAT DIRECTION LIKE NO ONE HAS DONE BEFORE.
to vaguely wander in that direction