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today and only today
we need this
please doge please
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oh my godddddd there is a new swedish reality tv show where they are tracking down internet trolls and confronting them about the death threats theyâve sent to people, since itâs actually illegal.
watching them try to explain how itâs not them is the best entertainment iâve ever seen.
this episode ended with them fining him 5000 SEK to be paid to the victim!
guess what America should do
South Park called it again. Oh my god, I'm crying.
Itâd be an understatement to say that Donald Trump isnât exactly prepared for the task at hand. And we already know that he âdidnât want to jinx himselfâ with too much preparation pre-win. According to a source closely connected to the Trump transition team, though, the reality of the situation is worse than we might have feared. Apparentlyâas the Wall Street Journal has reportedâTrump and his team really are just now learning what a president is even technically allowed to do.
Immediately after Tuesdayâs election, members of Trumpâs team were given the task of readying the president-elect for his transition to the White House. But in the hours-long meetings that followed, outside advisors tasked with helping the team were horrified to learn just how little the people getting ready to run the federal government actually knew.
âThey are blatantly unprepared and donât really have any sort of plan at all so far,â our source told us. âThe best illustration is there were no prepared policy statements or papers. Whereas in 2012 Romneyâs team had hundreds of pages worth of federal policy transitions planned and written out, Trumpâs team had (as of Wednesday) literally no pages.
âAlso his teamâs grasp of federal powers is fairly paltry. They had hours long meetings with outside advisors to figure out what could and couldnât be delegated to Pence, what the president could do unilaterally, etc. One of Trumpâs advisors said as recently as last weekend that they were planning on what to do after the election with the assumption that Trump would lose, and had no real plan for a victory.â
âOne of Trumpâs advisors said as recently as last weekend that they were planning on what to do after the election with the assumption that Trump would lose, and had no real plan for a victory.â
iâm finding it harder and harder to dismiss the idea that trump tried to throw the election and miserably, miserably failed
South Park fucking called this.
please take a moment with me to appreciate these reactions to trumpâs speech at the al smith dinner last night
also, what i wouldnât give to be in on this convo between hillary clinton and the archbishop of new york:
This may well be the most iconic photograph of this election.
Renaissance painting
-the two dudes in front falling asleep
-hillary standing out in the red blazer sipping tea like sheâs at sunday brunch
-archbishop obvs trying to hold back vomit
-everyone else looking like their least favorite in-law just asked them to attend their demon childâs birthday
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âHome freakinâ run!â
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This is a test. Reblog if you think itâs NOT okay for Minors to RP smut.
Who's your favourite teammate?
âDonât make me play favorites butâŠ
Itâs Davy.â @havebonkwillrun
"Aww, Nathan, you're too sweet!"
4:Hitchhiker Ride!AU
âThanks, but itâs nothinâ. Iâd do anything for family, especially my ma. Sure, dereâs a bunch of us, but even witâ what we can get, itâs not enough.â He sighed,âI just hope âdat when I get ta Cali, I can find somethinâ really good. Even if da job sucks, I just care about the money.â He seemed to look a bit discouraged. âI tried other places, but nothinâ ever worked out. I either got dropped or âdey nevah called back. Even witâ interviewsâŠâ
Nathan whistled low. Jesus, he should get him a job and let me tell you that the pay is quite good, itâs good enough to support himself and his family. âHow good are you with vehicles? Cars most likely?â
âMy brothahs taught me a lot about âem.. Why do ya ask?â He looked over at the man beside him, his leg bouncing a bit out of habit. Davy needed a miracle and soon, he would take anything.
âWell,â He tapped his fingers idly on the wheel. âI heard that one of those famous race car drivers needed an extra worker for their pit crew. Now which one was it? Heard that heâs quite a newcomer with a quick reputation on the road already. In a good way I mean.â He was talking about himself. âSomething with the last name Corbett.â
âYa mean, Nathan Corbett?!â He grinned happily as he looked at the other male,âYa really mean you can get a job for me working for him? Iâd love you forevah if ya could, man!â Davy seemed to bounce excitedly in his seat at the thought of working for a famous racer that he sorta had a crush on. A schoolboy crush mostly.
The raised eyebrow was genuine to Davyâs correct guess. He knows his name but thankfully not his identity. He made the right choice of not showing his face in public, even on the racetrack. He doesnât want people following him around. Especially the paparazzi.
âYeah, I know someone working for him and heâs a great pal of mine. Once weâre there, Iâll just have to see them and talk to them about giving you a job position.â He smiled and laughed. âAww really? And we just met.â He teased.
He smirked playfully and rolled his eyes,âSmart ass arenât we? Eh, either way I really appreciate this!â The scout looked out his window excitedly.
Nathan shrugged. âEh, Iâve been called by many names. Jackass is one of them.â He laughed once again.
Davy smirked and rolled his eyes,âFunny guy.â He laughed with him. He was having fun so far with this guy. âWhat did you say your name was again? Youâre an alright guy, honestly.â
âEven that one.â He laughed. It made Nathan tsked after that. âHow dare you as my newfound friend that you have forgotten my name. Itâs Nathan.â Luckily he didnât tell Davy his last name as well. âFunny how that man shares the same name like me.â
"Yeah, it is! Coincidences work like dat I suppose.." He laughed a bit as he watched the mile markers,"How much longer do ya think we have until Cali?"
4:Hitchhiker Ride!AU
âThanks, but itâs nothinâ. Iâd do anything for family, especially my ma. Sure, dereâs a bunch of us, but even witâ what we can get, itâs not enough.â He sighed,âI just hope âdat when I get ta Cali, I can find somethinâ really good. Even if da job sucks, I just care about the money.â He seemed to look a bit discouraged. âI tried other places, but nothinâ ever worked out. I either got dropped or âdey nevah called back. Even witâ interviewsâŠâ
Nathan whistled low. Jesus, he should get him a job and let me tell you that the pay is quite good, itâs good enough to support himself and his family. âHow good are you with vehicles? Cars most likely?â
âMy brothahs taught me a lot about âem.. Why do ya ask?â He looked over at the man beside him, his leg bouncing a bit out of habit. Davy needed a miracle and soon, he would take anything.
âWell,â He tapped his fingers idly on the wheel. âI heard that one of those famous race car drivers needed an extra worker for their pit crew. Now which one was it? Heard that heâs quite a newcomer with a quick reputation on the road already. In a good way I mean.â He was talking about himself. âSomething with the last name Corbett.â
âYa mean, Nathan Corbett?!â He grinned happily as he looked at the other male,âYa really mean you can get a job for me working for him? Iâd love you forevah if ya could, man!â Davy seemed to bounce excitedly in his seat at the thought of working for a famous racer that he sorta had a crush on. A schoolboy crush mostly.
The raised eyebrow was genuine to Davyâs correct guess. He knows his name but thankfully not his identity. He made the right choice of not showing his face in public, even on the racetrack. He doesnât want people following him around. Especially the paparazzi.
âYeah, I know someone working for him and heâs a great pal of mine. Once weâre there, Iâll just have to see them and talk to them about giving you a job position.â He smiled and laughed. âAww really? And we just met.â He teased.
He smirked playfully and rolled his eyes,âSmart ass arenât we? Eh, either way I really appreciate this!â The scout looked out his window excitedly.
Nathan shrugged. âEh, Iâve been called by many names. Jackass is one of them.â He laughed once again.
Davy smirked and rolled his eyes,"Funny guy." He laughed with him. He was having fun so far with this guy. "What did you say your name was again? You're an alright guy, honestly."
"Are you sneaking out on me?" (federalblu-britishmarksman)
He jumped and turned to look at the other male,âUh.. What would ya do if I said yeah..?â Davy blushed as he was still in the middle of getting his shirt on. The scout wanted to try and grab them some breakfast before Nathan woke up, but that plan had been spoiled obviously.
âSure, since I canât do that with one hand.â Literally Nathan was one arm short since he canât allow his fake arm to rust from the water. Even if he quickly cleans it and dries it, itâll rust in small places he wonât discover. âNow donât drop the soap while youâre add it.â He added a wink to that.
He smiled and kissed his cheek before he started scrubbing Nathanâs back carefully. He was being mindful of the many scars that covered the taller male. Davy had grown quite fond of them, especially after the fun they had. The young brunette couldnât help but smile softly and kissed one of them.
The scars Nathan have on him, apart from the marks Davy left on last night, was old burn scars that could be easily be noticeable just like the scars on his face. Another thing that is noticeable but well concealed under the clothes was his right leg. The skin color is darker than his normal skin tone and there were stitches wrapped around it.
âNow what are you doing?â He craned his head over his shoulder, trying to see whatâs going on.
âKissinâ on yer scars..â He smiled at him as he rinsed his back off for him,âDid ya want me to stop?â The shorter male hugged his waist and sighed contently. He hummed sweetly, kissing Nathanâs ear in a soft manner.
The taller male hummed softly. âNo keep going. Iâm enjoying this.â He smiled before he felt arms wrapped around his waist. âJust make sure we donât stay in here too long or else the others wonât get hot water tonight.â
"Okay, babe.." He kissed his neck and smiled some, standing with the sniper for a bit longer before he turned the water off,"Wanna go back ta my room aftah we get dressed?"
"Are you sneaking out on me?" (federalblu-britishmarksman)
He jumped and turned to look at the other male,âUh.. What would ya do if I said yeah..?â Davy blushed as he was still in the middle of getting his shirt on. The scout wanted to try and grab them some breakfast before Nathan woke up, but that plan had been spoiled obviously.
âSure, since I canât do that with one hand.â Literally Nathan was one arm short since he canât allow his fake arm to rust from the water. Even if he quickly cleans it and dries it, itâll rust in small places he wonât discover. âNow donât drop the soap while youâre add it.â He added a wink to that.
He smiled and kissed his cheek before he started scrubbing Nathanâs back carefully. He was being mindful of the many scars that covered the taller male. Davy had grown quite fond of them, especially after the fun they had. The young brunette couldnât help but smile softly and kissed one of them.
The scars Nathan have on him, apart from the marks Davy left on last night, was old burn scars that could be easily be noticeable just like the scars on his face. Another thing that is noticeable but well concealed under the clothes was his right leg. The skin color is darker than his normal skin tone and there were stitches wrapped around it.
âNow what are you doing?â He craned his head over his shoulder, trying to see whatâs going on.
"Kissin' on yer scars.." He smiled at him as he rinsed his back off for him,"Did ya want me to stop?" The shorter male hugged his waist and sighed contently. He hummed sweetly, kissing Nathan's ear in a soft manner.
4:Hitchhiker Ride!AU
âThanks, but itâs nothinâ. Iâd do anything for family, especially my ma. Sure, dereâs a bunch of us, but even witâ what we can get, itâs not enough.â He sighed,âI just hope âdat when I get ta Cali, I can find somethinâ really good. Even if da job sucks, I just care about the money.â He seemed to look a bit discouraged. âI tried other places, but nothinâ ever worked out. I either got dropped or âdey nevah called back. Even witâ interviewsâŠâ
Nathan whistled low. Jesus, he should get him a job and let me tell you that the pay is quite good, itâs good enough to support himself and his family. âHow good are you with vehicles? Cars most likely?â
âMy brothahs taught me a lot about âem.. Why do ya ask?â He looked over at the man beside him, his leg bouncing a bit out of habit. Davy needed a miracle and soon, he would take anything.
âWell,â He tapped his fingers idly on the wheel. âI heard that one of those famous race car drivers needed an extra worker for their pit crew. Now which one was it? Heard that heâs quite a newcomer with a quick reputation on the road already. In a good way I mean.â He was talking about himself. âSomething with the last name Corbett.â
âYa mean, Nathan Corbett?!â He grinned happily as he looked at the other male,âYa really mean you can get a job for me working for him? Iâd love you forevah if ya could, man!â Davy seemed to bounce excitedly in his seat at the thought of working for a famous racer that he sorta had a crush on. A schoolboy crush mostly.
The raised eyebrow was genuine to Davyâs correct guess. He knows his name but thankfully not his identity. He made the right choice of not showing his face in public, even on the racetrack. He doesnât want people following him around. Especially the paparazzi.
âYeah, I know someone working for him and heâs a great pal of mine. Once weâre there, Iâll just have to see them and talk to them about giving you a job position.â He smiled and laughed. âAww really? And we just met.â He teased.
He smirked playfully and rolled his eyes,"Smart ass aren't we? Eh, either way I really appreciate this!" The scout looked out his window excitedly.