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Scandinavian Summer Houses
Jutland is a personal project created by art director and designer Santi Zoraidez in 2016. Inspired by Scandinavian summer houses and driven by simplicity in Nordic architecture and design. Santi Zoraidez is a passionate art director and designer from Buenos Aires based in Berlin with a true desire to transform ideas into striking artwork.
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Micky got yo’ back!
Person:*thinks wow what a dis* Person:*then remembers free chicken nuggets and pies still isn't worth 8.33 an hour*
friend: makes a typo
me: makes fun of the typo, repeats the typo for the next ten minutes straight, makes puns based on the typo, names my firstborn after the typo
STOP IS THIS THAT KID IN THOSE MEMES THAT CANT BREATHE
Don’t Be That Guy.
Great campaign! Great point!
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you can never NOT reblog this
When the GPS ruins the beat drop
i was on the train and 3 drunk girls saw me and said i had nice brown eyes so they sang “brown eyed girl” to me
I threw up at a frat party and I was crying in the bathroom and a drunk girl went upstairs to get me a shirt and came back with a sweater and a kitten.
At the last party I went to three drunk girls fishtail braided my hair by committee
a drunk girl drew an eye on the back of my hand and then patted it with satisfaction and whispered “count olaf”
once at a barbecue a drunk girl gave the surgical scar on my shoulder a butterfly kiss and said “you’re cured”
A drunk girl at a bar I was at became worried that I wasn’t getting enough nutrition and proceeded to hold peanuts to my lips and just keep saying “peanut peanut” until I would eat it. And after I allowed her to feed me a peanut she pet my hair and said “Thank you”.
Drunk girls, saving your life one wtf at a time.
Girls are a fucking gift don’t let anyone tell you otherwise