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@plxydates
APPARENTLY PEOPLE NOT USING THE CROSSWALK TO CROSS THE ROAD BY MY SCHOOL HAS BEEN A PROBLEM RECENTLY SO THE SCHOOL SHOWED THIS THIS MORNING ICAN T BREATHE
AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA
/SCREAMING
oh god I thought it was going to be some messed-up graphic cautionary thing like they show of accidents in driversā ed
iām so glad this went in a completely unexpected direction
Good shit hahahaaa
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i got lonely af
Jack off!
Bust a Nut! Thatās right! We finally made our pistachio ice cream Nut-Free!
Beat that meat! Our new boca burgers now taste better than ever!
Stroke a fat cock! Our lovable pet roosters are big, fluffy, and ready to be adopted!
My three girlfriends. And yes, they smoke weed.
do they smoke weed?
Yes, actually.
you mean she isnt just smoking a cigarette? but a weed cigarette?
Itās called a buntā¦. Not weed cigaretteā¦ And yes, it is a weed bunt. They all smoke weed bunts before we kiss. (They are my girlfriends,)
They donāt look like they smoke weed.
Fuck You. Fuck You. Fuck You. Fuck You. Fuck You. Fuck You. Fuck You. Fuck You. Fuck You. Fuck You. Fuck You. Fuck You. Iām so angry you are so lucky my three weed smorking girlfriends are rubbing my shoulders to calm me down Iām so mad.
YourĀ āweed smoking girlfriendā has a Hello Kitty tattoo on her belly. The one in the middle.
I printed out a photo of your avatar and taped it to my punching bag that I punch and I mutter your URL with every strong punch I punch you twerpā¦. Donāt ever Talk about Blaiz or the wicked Tat(tattoo) I drew on her ever again I Donāt wanna see you standing outside my home at 3 am holding your weird dripping brown bags ever again ok leave us alone this is the FINAL FUCKING WARNINGĀ
Well that escalated quicklyā¦ā¦
What, was that? Hmm? Come again. *Blaiz grabs my shoulder* Come on Jory, they arenāt worth it, please. * I jerk my shoulder shaking her hand off* NO! NOOOOO!!! *starts to just pummel you with my big fucking fists. With each blow I let out a furious yell. The blows come quicker and harder and the yells get louder. Iām yelling so loud and now Iām crying. BREAKING POINT. The week was hard and I canāt take anymore. Iām opening sobbing at this point while you blood gurgle. All three of my girlfriends struggle to pull me off and they finally succeed and lead me away from the goo pile that is now your body*
haha oh my god
who even is this dude? someone needs some anger management classes.
love how he keeps reminding us that āI HAVE THREE GIRLFRIENDSā, āTHEY ALL KISS MEā, and āTHEY SMOKE WEED HURRP DURRā.
and letās not forget the āBlaizā and her āwicked tatā, or that he doesnāt āwanna see you standing outside [his] home at 3 am holding your weird dripping brown bags ever againā, and that this is āthe FINAL FUCKING WARNINGā.
āthe goo pile that is now your bodyā
iām dying over here, jesus
please, Jory, come challenge me to a bout of internet witticsisms; i promise, itāll be fun.
*shoots you dead* Heh, idiotā¦ *leaves with my three weed smorking girlfriends to go hold hands and kiss.*
this dude playin omgĀ
Come again? *The bar falls silent. No one dares to make a sound, as you have just said a very poor choice of words at a very dangerous time. I remain slumped over the bar, not looking back to you. One hand limply holding an almost empty bottle, the other hand cradling my head. I repeat the question, this time louder.* Come again?! *You can hear me slur the words, the sentence sounds like a real struggle for me to get out. Iām clearly intoxicated. A bead of sweat rolls down your face as you realize you might have just fucked up in a very major way. Everyone else in the bar is pretending to not notice what is going on. The bartender idly washes a mug with a cloth. His eyes are closed and heās muttering something to himself. A handful of people hurriedly leave. One person looks back at you, a look of sorrow on their face. They almost say something, but shake their head and cast their eyes down to the floor, and leave. But not you. You stand, petrified. A quick look at me reveals Iām still Ā at the bar. You look to the exit, thereās still time. But thereās not, thereās not, thereās not. Your fate was sealed the moment you opened your mouth.* Mother fuck.. what did you say?! *I slowly rise from my stool and being to lumber over to you. Ā I look a mess. My hair is unkempt, I havenāt shaved in what looks like months, there are dark heavy bags under my eyes, my shirt is stained and has holes in it, and Iām missing a shoe. But the main thing you notice is the gun tucked into my jeans, and my massive muscle arms that look like they were made for punching. You know that song about the boots that were made for walking? Yeah, itās like that only instead of boots itās my muscles and instead of walking itās punching. As I drunkenly sway over to you, you think of your familyā¦ Will they mourn you, or will they try and forget this blotch of stupidity, that their child insultedĀ theĀ Jory publicly, ever happened to their family? Your thoughts are cut short as I now stand face to face with you. I grab your face and pull you even closer.* Playin?! There was nothing playingā¦ no playing you fuck. No playingā¦ it was real.. the realest thing Iāve ever know.. feltā¦ Love. I loved themā¦ Blaizā¦. Chas-Chasā¦ Funkā¦ I loved all three of emā¦ but theyā¦*My face is wet with tears and Iām blinking constantly in vain to hold them back.* They left meā¦ leftā¦ *Almost instantly the sadness leaves my face and is replaced with pure anger.* Playin? Playin?!Ā *My hand leaves your face and starts to head to what you think is the gun. You close your eyes and see God looking at you, shrugging.Ā āPft, you brought this upon yourself dude.ā He says as he waves his hands at you dismissively. But instead of the gun, my hands grab yours. Your eyes jolt open and the anger is gone from my face. There is only sadness.* Left meā¦ * I fall to the floor and sob.* Wow, grow up. *You say before you leave the bar but are hit almost immediately from a car and are killed upon impact.*
Jesus Christ forget about the fucking weed and shit take a goddamn chill pill
my three weed smorking girlfriends is the millennialās beowulf
your what
Girlfriends who smoke weed
Is that a book
Itās a weed
If youāre attracted to the opposite gender youāre not lgbt. Lmao
Fuckā¦.. the News is Inā¦. the B in LGBT now stands for Bongosā¦. im sorryĀ āBiā peopleā¦ā¦ā¦whatever those areā¦ā¦.
What simple task are you surprisingly bad at?
being mentally stable
bridges? gay. if youāre straight donāt even THINK about using a bridge
So I managed to snag a collectors edition of The Last Guardian without having to preorder it and I'm so so grateful. This game has touched my heart so much and I knew I needed this statue. I love you Trico šš
concept: 2017 is better. you are cuddling with someone. you are warm. you are loved. you are surrounded by people you care about. you learn to love yourself. you are calm. you find new hobbies. you find yourself.
Why does it fit im crying
Ominous statement generator
month born in jan - the owls feb - the stars march - your enemiesĀ april - the obelisksĀ may - the crystals june - the secrets july - the crows aug - your teeth sep - the curses oct - the eyes nov - the trees dec - the caves
eye color brown - do not know you green - are not what they seem hazel - cannot reach you blue - are gone when you look away grey - plot revenge other - are not lost but waiting
This student emailed her philosophy TA after getting her wisdom teeth removed and itās one for the books
Love you, bye! Read it and weep.
āI will most likely not be normal again until at least Thanksgiving turkeyā is now my favorite sentence to use in the future
3 grown men with no knowledge of the Warriors series of books discover a list of names for warrior cats on Yahoo answers, and lose it
they dont even know its from a series holy shit
@starlit-lion
Full-metal pretty boy.
Chibi Alien
Sparkling Prince?
DARK BARA
Kamen Monsterā¦
Robotā¦.. Bride????
Magical Magician. Well, at least Iāll have skills for that magic act.
This is so pure. :)
omg this is my favorite thing ever
give him a hat itās hot outside
