hope-for-komaeda:

bunnywithacape:

'Olay?'
‘Olay.’
The Fault In Our Sombreros.

Nacho average love story.

it’s spelled olé not olay you illiterate fuck this ain’t the fault in our lotions

sagihairius:

one time my teacher gave me an F on a paper and wrote “see me after school” on it and i was stressing all day about it but when i went later to ask her what was wrong with it she changed the F to an A and said “you were pissing me off this week i wanted you to suffer for a few hours” and i didnt trust her for the rest of the year

twcno:

futurebatgirl:

patrexes:

4sensesplusascarf:

Whenever I hear people say that classical music is boring I just want to remind them that Tchaikovsky’s 1812 Overture called for a cannon to be fired a total of 16 times.

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remove cattle from stage

that’s not even the best partimagekey terms include:

  • balance your chair on two legs”
  • "continue swimming motion"
  • "insert peanuts"
  • "play ball!"
  • "release the penguins"
  • "gradually become agitated"
  • "light explosives now….. and…..   ….. now."
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carryonmywincestsounds:

nazicollaborator:

daximed:

holydoughnut:

why did i let tumblr talk me into watching this show: a biography written from the fetal position on my bedroom floor 

At least it’s not your bedroom ceiling

you sonofabitch

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