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SNL did that™
Okay, yes. Yes. YES.
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HONESTLY I SCREAMED
this is so great. fuck toxic masculinity. we need something like this stateside (x) | follow @this-is-life-actually
i love this so much
for all my quiet & reserved men going thru it i love u all
This!!!! Spread this message around. Crying is good!!!!
Robin Williams - Reality… What a Concept 12″
First off, RIP. Second, Robin’s stand up is flawless. The speed at which he goes through his jokes is amazing. Yes its due to the amount of coke her was on, but he doesn’t hide it. His recovery from heckles is great. He even had a line to use as a recovery when he stumbled on his words on a joke at once point “sorry, rented lips.” I know all you 90′s kids love him for being the Genie, but seriously look up his early drug fueled work, its hilarious.
Being a nature photographer seems great, maybe I should try…
You’re in charge of assigning every child on Earth the monster under their bed. One child in particular has caused every monster assigned to him/her to quit. You decide to assign yourself.
Case: #273402 Status: Disastrous.
I stare at the file and realize I have no options, over the last 2 years every monster assigned to Charlotte Dower has quit, every last one. Her first monster; a giant goldfish-faced humanoid named Bubba, had been with her for four years, and then she wasn’t scared of him anymore. After that it was a string of different common, uncommon, and rare monsters… I even assigned a sentient sock monster to her. He came back crying! I look on my tablet, only one assignable monster left; myself. Field work has never been my cup of tea, but desperate times call for desperate measures. So at 8:03 pm, after Mrs. Gideon tucks in Charlotte and her little brother Daniel; I slither into the space beneath Charlotte’s bed. Across the room underneath Daniel’s crib is a rookie, Chico, a standard Creep kind of monster. I turn my attention to the bed above me, Charlotte is still awake but barely, I reach up over the bed and run an ice cold finger over her cheek, silence, so I do it again. “I’m not afraid of you monster!” She whispers, but her voice is shaking. I can see a small clock on the wall 8:14, a door somewhere in the house slams and there is an audible hitch of breath from above me. A few minutes go by I can hear Francis Gideon yelling at his wife. There are heavy footsteps on the stairs, and loud panting breaths, Charlotte scrambles off the bed and… She. CRAWLS. Under. The. Bed. With. Me. “Move. Over!” Charlotte hisses at me. I do. The door to the bedroom slams open and I smell the stench of human intoxicants before the man even steps inside. I know why Charlotte isn’t afraid of any of my monsters; she’s afraid of her own. Francis reaches a hand under the bed and I thrust my wrist into it, he starts to pull, I slither out. “What the…” I cut Francis’s next words off by unfolding to my full 12 foot height. Looming over the drunken man I caress my cold fingers down his face. “If you ever touch, scare, or harm my child again, I will find you, and I will do the same to you, for all eternity.” I promise to him. As Francis runs from the room he soils himself. I pull Charlotte from under the bed, tuck her back under her covers and kiss her forehead goodnight. “I’ll be back tomorrow night, sleep well darling.” Charlotte Dower is my child, I am the monster under her bed.
WELL GODAMN, WE HAVE OURSELVES A WINNER
Holy shit I’m gonna cry that’s beautiful.
Van Jones tells CNN and the nation exactly what a Trump presidency means
PSA the ppl who do these vids are from Minnesota
This is too ridiculous not to reblog.
1) the music 2) how does the person in there even see? 3) also skating over its own tail 4) how is NO ONE on the ice fazed by this at all? 5) skating over its own tail 6) also is it hot in there? 7) there is a freaking T-Rex on the ice- how is no one staring?
8) going so fast the head tips right back so it looks like it’s permanently screaming
Moody Spring Days @b.tormanen on IG
Reblog if you think Donald Trump should be the first man on the Sun.
i saw this painting at mount vernon and almost started crying
You cropped out the best part
“check this shit out mang”
Friend: I don’t think I can eat all this food.
Me:
I just wanna say… From the bottom of my heart… Get the fuck away from me if you have bad intentions