retsuko:

richrie:

who am i

lets go to the beach beach

… ninki minjaj

are the signs pretty?

blackpanthersdick:

Aries: No

Taurus: Nah

Gemini: no

Cancer: Nahhhhhhh

Leo: N.O.

Virgo:  definitely not

Libra: Absolutely not

Scorpio: Fuck no

Sagittarius: Hellllllll no

Capricorn: Astoundingly, otherworldly, almost un-real how pretty they are

Aquarius: Nope

Pisces: NO

bloody-adorable:
“This picture captured everyone’s reaction to the most adorable turret ever
”

bloody-adorable:

This picture captured everyone’s reaction to the most adorable turret ever

superrblyss:

writing-prompt-s:

Deeply misunderstanding the term “universal healthcare”, aliens have begun arriving in Canada, seeking medical attention. Canadians, being Canadian, are too polite to correct them.

Well they’re not
wrong

rainbowbarnacle:

fawnmother:

the-cuddly-punk:

neenya:

doubleohmogar:

franerys:

katiebpeters:

chloereneeeee:

How many altos does it take to screw in a lightbulb?
None, they can’t get that high.

How many sopranos does it take to screw in a lightbulb?

One, she holds it up and waits for the world to revolve around her.

How many singers does it take to screw in a lightbulb?

Two. An alto to actually do it and a soprano to stand by and ask “isn’t that a little high for you?”

u wanna fucking go

here for this fight

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How do you know a soprano is at your door?

She can’t find the key and doesn’t know where to come in

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Originally posted by penultimxte

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hulahoopofsalt:
“Any Blog without this picture will be deleted in the following 24 hours.
”

hulahoopofsalt:

Any Blog without this picture will be deleted in the following 24 hours.

whismical:
“ you stopped scrolling.
”

whismical:

you stopped scrolling.

spiriah:
“select your fighter
”

spiriah:

select your fighter

fluffmaster5000:

unclefather:

humans are so cute, when we say goodbye we put our arms around each other and to show we love someone we bring them flowers. we suck the cum out of peoples dicks like a gogurt. we say hello by holding each other’s hand, and sometimes tiny little dewdrops form in our eyes. for pleasure we listen to arrangements of sounds, press our lips together, smoke dried leaves, get drunk off of old fruit. we’re all just little animals, falling in love and having breakfast beneath billions of stars

we suck the what out of what like what now