waywardveganbond:

arsenic—-katnep:

dietchola:

ahrned:

dietchola:

a giant thing of grapes is singing evanessence 

IM SHITTING

MOFSH

ifinallyfoundwaldo:

banishedeverymemory:

disneyismyescape:

ricecrispydick:

tyleroakley:

22 Celebrity Impressions singing Firework

EVERY SINGLE ONE OF THESE IS SO ACCURATE IT HURTS.

GAGA AND JULIE ANDREWS 

OMFG

OMFG KRISTIN CHENOWETH

Dora was my favorite

simplymykayla:

cnnbreakingofficial:

if tumblr was bought out for $1.1B and there are 60 million blogs that means each blog is worth $18.3 

my blog is worth more than i am

wearesorryfortheinconvenience:

wearesorryfortheinconvenience:

my friend is CONVINCED he is the one who brought on post limit. a few years ago  he was reblogging a single picture as fast as he could as many times as he could and then the server crashed and ever since then people started hitting a post limit

its his fault we go through this

if you where wondering this is the image 

bUT IDK MAN I THINK THERE IS PLENTY OF FUCKIN REASON TO BE UPSET

jinn0uchi:

the-hatred-machine:

purgatorystuck:

Mi papá tiene 47 años= my dad is 47 years old

Mi papa tiene 47 anos= my potato has 47 assholes

I love spanish

A capital letter changes it even further:

Mi Papa tiene 47 anos = My pope has 47 anuses

literally the best post I have seen on this website

kateordie:

littledallilasbookshelf:

Brentwood Library, Tennessee

Amazing.

himchanspenus:

Here’s a serious advice. Even the nicest people have their limits. Don’t try to reach that point because the nicest people are also the scariest assholes when they’ve had enough.

annyskod:

‘Potential flatmates should know the worst about each other’

You didn’t even try,Sherlock.

jamesmariarty:

cumberbuddy:

deeperstateofmind:

why must we play god

This is what being Moffat and Gatiss must feel like. 

My friends better take notice. We are going to play this.

grandtare:

enasnivolz:

ealperin:

reading-thoughts:

edwardspoonhands:

Not Iambic….Do Not Accept…

These tags I’ll pop, and boast in rhyming verse
that what I wear puts swagger in my gait;
though twenty shillings have I in my purse,
my self-esteem and manhood both inflate
when lofty furs I purchase for a cent.
Thy grandpa’s clothes are worthy salvage, though
they smell a trifle musty. Still, I spent
much less to dress myself from head to toe.

To save or not to save? The question’s moot.
I’ll never give my coin to high-street crooks.
These dusty shelves will yield their hidden loot
to those, like me, more frugal in their looks.
Like ancient coins washed up on distant shores,
I’ll find my treasures in these thrifty stores.
     - Macklemore, “Thrift Shoppe”

*Crying with laughter*

ITS IN IAMBIC PENTAMETER. SWEET JESUS THIS IS MY NEW FAVORITE THING.

I think I just found a new favourite piece of literature

the-timelord-girl-of-all-trades:

jailbait-teenager:

#ladies and gentlemen # may i proudly present #the most feared being in the ‘verse #no seriously #this is him.

DOCTOR WHO IN A NUTSHELL