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birdyvadu

Moarning

*head in hands*

not100bees

do we think chocolate guy is gay?

senatortedcruz

-Grandpa Joe muttering to Charlie in that factory

natalieironside

So seeing the phrase "Christian baby" used in so many memes is especially funny to me because of inside jokes. Let me explain.

When I was a kid me an my buds knew this dude who listened to all the same music as us but who always got the names of things slightly wrong. The one I will never forget is that he always referred to American rock and roll musician Jimi Hendrix as John Hendrix. So we, in our mockery, decided that John Hendrix must be like the royalty-free knockoff version of Jimi Hendrix, famous for such hits as Beige Clarity and Oh Howdy There Joey

And I forget who it was but one of suggested that the John Hendrix analogue of the very good song Voodoo Child should be a very bad song called Christian Baby

runasulienadanika

ah yes, my favourite tlt characters:

200 dead children

literally Joan of Arc

First Flower of the Ninth House, the Best Cavalier They have Ever produced, Their Triumph, the Best of Them All,

guy with the worst surname ever

herrmit

prequel to the harrowhark collage. we love you gideon nav

emmikay

Ilya Rozanov: Baby, do the thing!

Shane Hollander: (smiles)

Ilya Rozanov: (breathless) Holy fuck!

bodyintheriver

“She died. She can’t come back, even if you keep her stuffed away in a drawer you can’t look at. You’re not waiting for her resurrection; you’ve made yourself her mausoleum.”

ludiosia

Tumblr's got a wicked sense of humor with this Valentine's Day Griddlehark tag. Every time you hit the like button, Gideon's heart gets impaled again 🫶

teaboot

My mom likes to tell me about how when I was a little kid riding public transport with her I'd always smile and giggle and chat with weird old ladies who smelled like cat pee and homeless folks and strangers dressed in bizarre outfits but any time a tidy and respectable businessman in a suit and tie waved at me I'd immediately clam up, and she takes a great deal of pride in my supposed inherentability to clock personalities but the truth is I do vaguely remember those bus rides, and it was never about the clothes or the hair or the smell, but more because everyone "strange" asked interesting questions and listened to what I had to say and seemed to think about what I said while the neat and tidy and rigid folks only ever acted like they were going through the motions, which was boring as hell and also pretty annoying

teaboot

Well-to-do finance manager with tidy shoes: "Why hello, sweetheart. Can you say 'hi'? Aren't you cute. Are you on a trip with your mom?"

4 year old me: why must we do this

Fantastic old woman in the leopard print coat: "Why yes, my tooth IS real silver! Nobody ever asks me that. Do you like cats?"

4 year old me, suddenly paying attention: Finally, A Person Of Intellect