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vuitton

nana-71926

The most tender gaze.

themightykaimonster

Tiger slow-blink and hand-holding. MY HEART.

tastefullyoffensive

News boys. (via JadoElizabeth)

fairyoftrickery

All For A Jig

fivekets

someday, in the distant future, humans will once again be capable of hearing the phrase “what is love” without also feeling the primal urge to respond with “baby don’t hurt me”

megparsec

So at that point, people will say “baby don’t hurt me”…no more?

iwantasecretgarden

I tried to scroll past I really did

quousque

beautiful set up, perfect follow-through. great teamwork everyone

sixpenceee

Made by reddit user machpe. He says “Sat outside for an hour and took pictures every four minutes to end up with this.”

yahooentertainment

lmao😂/smh🙄

freedomjusticewarrior

Eli Bosnick had the best response to this ridiculousness.

“If I gave you a bowl of skittles and three of them were poison would you still eat them?”

“Are the other skittles human lives?”

“What?”

“Like. Is there a good chance. A really good chance. I would be saving someone from a war zone and probably their life if I ate a skittle?”

“Well sure. But the point-”

“I would eat the skittles.”

“Ok-well the point is-”

“I would GORGE myself on skittles. I would eat every single fucking skittle I could find. I would STUFF myself with skittles. And when I found the poison skittle and died I would make sure to leave behind a legacy of children and of friends who also ate skittle after skittle until there were no skittles to be eaten. And each person who found the poison skittle we would weep for. We would weep for their loss, for their sacrifice, and for the fact that they did not let themselves succumb to fear but made the world a better place by eating skittles.

Because your REAL question…the one you hid behind a shitty little inaccurate, insensitive, dehumanizing racist little candy metaphor is, IS MY LIFE MORE IMPORTANT THAN THOUSANDS UPON THOUSANDS OF MEN, WOMEN, AND TERRIFIED CHILDREN…

… and what kind of monster would think the answer to that question… is yes?”

pezzymix

I was boarding my flight with a lot of little girls and they all had pretty big carry on bags, but ones that still fit within the appropriate size. One of the agents tried to tell a girl she had to check her bag that it was too big and she explained that what’s inside was worth over $2000 and she couldn’t do that. The agent said she couldn’t let her board then and she said you’ll have to wear what’s inside in order to get on. So, all of the girls one by one took out the contents and proceeded to put on their Irish step dancing costumes for the competition they were headed to. It was the cutest thing I’d seen but the agent pissed me off. Also, this feels like the longest bloody damn flight.

always--dancing

I love seeing Irish dance things from an outside perspective

ruinedchildhood

bob-belcher

fairyoftrickery

Taylor Dresses

thenatsdorf

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“Wait…how did he do that?”

southerlysound-deactivated20161

I really cannot deal with this 😭

officialstarscream

there are guys in my dorm who decided to play cards in the elevator

mibunookami-blog

see what intrigues me about college isn’t the intellectual pursuit or the bonding or whatever, its the fact that people have the freedom to do random shit like this

haedia

Okay, everybody, I have a story about random shit in college. When I was in college, there was a particular class I took where, no matter what time you walked into class, if you made it into the room before the professor, you wouldn’t be counted late. I mean, that’s a pretty cool policy, given how some professors are really obnoxious about attendance.

Well, one time, a fellow student of mine was running late to class. As she reached the edge of the building, she saw her professor making it to the front steps (super long rectangular building here). He looks up from walking and he sees her. He then points to his watch, gives her a well-meaning “Look who’s late” face, and walks on inside.

What he didn’t know, though, was that this particular student was like freakishly good at bouldering and related climbing skills, so she was just like “Fuck it” and SCALED THE BUILDING!

She tapped on the window of the 4th floor classroom (the floors had like 20ft ceilings, so, she was quite a ways up there), nearly making one student piss himself. They opened the window, she rolled through, onto the floor, and slid into her seat about five seconds before the professor opened the door to the classroom.

He did a double take, started to say “How the hell d—” when a security guard ran in, red-faced and panting, pointed at her and bellowed “STOP DOING THAT!”

littlealiceisinwonderland

Okay random college story of my dads. He was taking a history class and they were writing a timed paper during the class and when the time ended, the professor told everyone to turn in their papers or they would not be graded.

One boy in the class wasn’t finished with his paper when the time was up so he continued to write the paper until the class finished. When it did he went to the turn in the paper. The professor told him that he could not hand in his paper outside of the time restraint because it wasn’t fair to the rest of the people in the class.

So the boy went up to the professor desk and asked “do you know who I am? DO YOU KNOW WHO I AM??” The professor calmly told him “no I don’t know who you are.” The boy said “good!” And stuffed his paper into the stack on the professor’s desk of all the papers that had been turned on time and then walked out of the class.

The professor has no choice but to grade his paper.

officialstarscream

My favorite thing about this post is that people keep adding college stories to it and they’re so much fun to read