This is my favorite leap year quote.
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This is my favorite leap year quote.
This is a classic `nude calendar´ when you extract everything which transparent to X-Rays, i.e. all the flesh, and therefore any remaining sensuality.
Via Tha Mary Sue: “This Exists: X-Ray Pin-up Calendar”
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Posted all around the barracks during the Skeleton War.
but where is boob bone?
Spooky Sexy Skeletons send Shivers down your Spine
Can confirm for barracks
i can't believe that tomorrow is the 1st of halloween
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#boehnerface: when u been out all night plotting against poor people and the pope is shading u & kicking ur ass in his sermon the next day
no offense but how low of a piece of shit must you be if even donald trump criticizes you on your capitalistic choices lmaoooo
You have been visited by the Chan of wealth, reblog this and you will have money come to you!
I REBLOGGED THIS YESTERDAY AND LIKE 2 HOURS LATER THE WALLET I HAD LOST 6 HOURS AWAY FROM HOME THAT HAD MY DEBIT CARD AND LIKE 80 DOLLARS IN CASH WAS DELIVERED TO MY HOUSE WITH NO RETURN ADDRESS I CANT HELP BUT THINK IT WAS JACKIE CHAN WHO SENT IT GOD BLESS YOU JACKIE CHAN
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on this day one year ago someone sewed a fried egg to a tshirt
on this day two years ago someone sewed a fried egg to a shirt
So, I passed 100,000 followers a short while ago, but I didn’t have the money at the time to celebrate with a giveaway. I have now passed 115,000 and now I want to give a little something back to say thank you… again, hehe ^___^ x There will be two sets of prizes. One for my Tumblr followers, and one for my Instagram followers. All of these prizes have been imported from Japan and feature the official “Approved by Studio Ghibli” sticker, so are really high quality!
TUMBLR PRIZE:
A large Totoro plush and a Susuwatari (soot sprite).
INSTAGRAM PRIZE:
A small Totoro plush and a medium Catbus plush.
HOW TO ENTER FOR THE TUMBLR PRIZE:
You must be following OH-TOTORO on Tumblr - As I want the prize to go to one of my followers.
You must reblog this post. - Each reblog counts as an entry. Maximum of one per day. No spam!
I will contact the winner via an Ask, so please make sure that your Asks are turned on, else I will have to redraw.
HOW TO ENTER FOR THE INSTAGRAM PRIZE:
You must be following OH.TOTORO on Instagram. - As I want the prize to go to one of my followers.
That’s it, you don’t have to do anything else to enter.
I will contact the winner via an Instagram direct photo share.
DATE OF DRAW:
Saturday 17th October 2015 (and will be announced a week later). I will contact the winner on this date and give them 72 hours to respond. If I don’t receive a response in that period, I will redraw for that prize.
AND FINALLY:
Anybody can enter. I will post to any country.
Don’t worry if you reblog to a secondary blog. If you win, I will ask you for your primary blog name to check that you are following.
Multiple reblogs from the same person do appear in the notes, I have checked this many, many times. But please don’t spam!
GOOD LUCK! ^___^ xoxox
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what white people can do to protect muslims tomorrow: 9/11 edition
if you are from the NYC area, this is what you can do:
If anyone at work starts a discourse about 9/11, tell them you wish the nation would work tangibly (not theoretically) harder to protect the lives of muslims.
If anyone at work starts talking about their fear of “another terrorist attack,” tell them you’re afraid the KKK doesn’t slaughter black people today.
If anyone on the street is harassing a muslim, especially a visibly covered muslim, tell them to fuck off. do not call the police because the police do not try to protect muslims (call 911 if it is life threatening, though). ask the muslim if they are okay.
give up your seat on the MTA World Trade Center bound trains for muslims. it is scary to stand because we don’t know who can hurt us from behind or from the sides.
be so fucking polite, please.
anywhere else,
if they are being harassed, provoked, or look like they are in danger – get involved. call 9/11 if it appears life threatening. VIDEO IT.
if they are being ridiculed or treated poorly at work, ask them if they would like a cup of coffee. tea. if they need a ride home.
if cops are harassing muslims, take a picture of their face. take a picture of anything visible regarding their badge number or name.
BROTHERS AND SIS – MUSLIMS: please feel free to add to this. PLEASE LET THIS GET AROUND.
yall want to help? we are telling you how.
Signal boost please. Stay safe brothers and sisters.
This is Anti-fascist action. Protect our brothers, sisters, and others.
Preschool Adventure #01
So I started today officially at the preschool. It was fantastic and I love it. And as I write this now, I realize that there is so much that happens every single day. What to focus on, I’m not sure. This will probably get more.. concise? Though, here are some of the highlights: Early in the day, C approached me in what I thought was going to be a sweet hug. Of course, I just got a giant lick instead, licking my shirt sleeve. In a slightly disgusted face, C told me that I “tasted like laundry” and walked away, head slightly shaking.. I got to learn the joys of potty training tots in a hoard group. Did you know that a child’s bladder is essentially the size of a walnut, and small children don’t think even twice about stripping down to use the bathroom. Shirts and pants. One little one screamed at me that her shoes needed to come off to use the bathroom. I also learned that I am a super hero. My power is being tall, according to D. Smol child, I am less than 5′5″. Everyone else had awesome powers... D had the power of super headbutts, proclaiming this as my leg got headbutted at full strength. I may have gone down hard. We made a discovery that one of the hippo toys could chomp down on fingers. X was highly offended by the toy biting down on their finger. So I said, “Tell that Hippopotomas, No hippopotomas.” X considered the new word for a moment before shaking their finger at the toy, still holding it on their finger, and said sternly, “No Pipopoomoo, No”. My art is also the worst, proclaimed by the masters of scribbles. My cats apparently are not perfect, and that is a crime. I was literally told I was the worst.. The child then gave my leg a hug and told me it was ok. Well, I guess that is all really for day one.
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Dani’s Preschool Adventure #00
Ok, so maybe I can start this shit out a day early, since I have already gone in to meet these adorable children. I am the temporary full time teacher for a preschool as their normal teacher goes on maternity leave. I got to go in to meet the kids, all adorable and most of them with great personalities. First thing they do when they see me, of course, is ask why I’m there. I tell them because Miss J is about to have her baby, I’m going to be their teacher. This causes them to all grin and lift up their shirts, shouting “WE DONT HAVE BABIES”. One little boy ran over to Miss J, lifting up her shirt and pointing to her very pregnant belly, saying “SHE GOT A BABY”. One of the girls ran over to me and grabbed my shirt, asking, “You don’t got a baby right?” Another girl strutted over to me, carefully examining my belly button. She twirled around to tell the other children that “She ain’t got a baby, because her belly button ain’t stickin’ out!” All the children nodded at her sage wisdom and then go back to playing. One of the helpers told me that the strutting tot just became an older sister for the first time, and has a slightly older sister herself, so she had proclaimed herself as the authority on babies in the classroom. This is the class I agreed to teach. What have I done?
Oh god I start working at a preschool tomorrow.... You know, this probably means for the next few months I’m going to have some fun stories to tell....