Pesh @pesh-tigo - Tumblr Blog

I am NOT looking to sell my rare Dappervolk pets / codes at this time and I very politely ask you not to message me asking to buy. The answer will be no.

Sorry to have to post this kind of thing, I've had nearly 10 different folks contact me over the past month and it is my hope that people will see this before they reach out. If you're one of the folks that messaged me, don't feel bad or guilty, this is not my intention--just hoping I can save someone the time. Thank you!

-pesh

haiderabd51

I’m dying 😂

j-liz

The amount of dedication in the voice actor is unreal

#funny #nsfw #oh my god

porterr-robinson

#funny

hgedits

me

#tiger king #funny #fuck

whitepeopletwitter

#funny

evminima

#funny #cute

you alive?

I am but haven't been on Tumblr in ages lol. wassup

beggars-opera

I’d like to introduce everyone to my new theme song

the-v-gees

fuckin MOOD

aninactivebloggfgfgf

I love the contrast between the lyrics and the melody this is art

cold-and-analytical

pfffffffft nooooo I didn’t just learn this song on ukulele… at midnight…

prridot

Lyrics:

I’ve tried, tried, tried And I’ve tried even more I’ve Cried, Cried, Cried And I can’t recall what for I’ve pressed, I’ve pushed, I’ve yelled, I’ve begged In hope of some success But the inevitable fact is that It never will impress

I’ve no more fucks to give, My fucks have runneth dry, I’ve tried to go fuck shopping But there’s no fucks left to buy I’ve no more fucks to give, Though more fucks I’ve tried to get, I’m over my fuck budget and I’m now in fucking debt

I strive, strive, strive To get everything done I’ve played by all the rules But I’ve very rarely won, I’ve smiled, I’ve charmed, I’ve wooed I’ve laughed, Alas to no avail I’ve run round like a moron, To unequivocally fail!

I’ve no more fucks to give, My fuck fuse has just blown, I’ve been hunting for my fucks all day, But they’ve upped and fucked off home, I’ve no more fucks to give, My fuck rations are depleted, I’ve rallied my fuck army but It’s been fucking defeated!

The effort has just not been worth The time or the expense I’ve exhausted all my energy For minimal recompense The complete lack of acknowledgement Has now begun to gall And I’ve come to realise that I Don’t give a fuck at all!

I’ve no more fucks to give, My fucks have flown away, My fucks are now so fucked off They’ve refused to fucking stay! I’ve no more fucks to give, My fucks have gone insane They’ve come back round and passed me While they’re fucking off again!

I’ve no more fucks to give, My fucks have all dissolved, I’ve planned many projects But my fucks won’t be involved! I’ve no more fucks to give, My fucks have all been spent, They’ve fucked off from the building And I don’t know where they went!

I’ve no more fucks to give, I’ve no more fucks to give, I’ve no more fucks, I’ve no more fucks, I’ve no more fucks to give!

scootscoot5000

Good news folks it’s on Spotify!!!

chipmunkwithwings

im going to be reblogging this every few hours to make sure every single one of my followers gets to see this epic post

#music #swearing #good

83733

Uh…

#funny #flight rising

humansofnewyork

“We had dorm rooms next to each other freshman year. We mainly just played a lot of board games: Risk, Scrabble, Scattergories, a Trivial Pursuit game from the 1980’s, which everyone sucked at. But we became best friends, and the next year decided to get a house together. That’s when things started to get tense. We began sitting closer together. We were touching more. We’d play with each other’s hands. Never holding hands, but playing with hands. And we’d even fall asleep in the same bed together. There was a time that she told me goodnight, and I swear I felt her brush my lips, but by the time I opened my eyes she was out of the room. Neither of us had ever dated a woman. And I was terrified to try anything. We were such good friends. There was always this fear that if I voiced the desire, it would ruin our friendship. But one night we were out for drinks at a hotel where Al Capone used to stay. I was feeling pretty drunk, so I leaned over and said: ‘Sometimes I feel like I want to kiss you.’ And she replied: ‘Sometimes I do too.’ I didn’t say a thing. I wasn’t even sure that I’d heard her correctly. I just kept thinking: ‘Oh my God, it’s happening. It’s happening.’ Then once we finished our drinks, and started walking home, I stopped her in front of a bridge. I said: ‘Shall we do it here?’ It was December 12th, 2002. And even though we got married five years ago, that’s the day we celebrate as our anniversary.”

#good