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lg-joanne

When life imitates art.

weavemama

I’M REALLY FINNA BELIEVE THIS GOAT YALL

outrageauxbonnesmoeurs

Vintage women being badass. You’re welcome.

love-as-thou-wilt

Don’t fool yourself into thinking ladies were demure and silent in the past.

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I would like more female characters being this open

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johnniewaswolf

what wholesomeness and purity

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I want friends this dedicated to making fun of me

thecommonchick

OMG SPOTIFY IS CLEVER AF 😂

nyokoko

This curve is next level I’m screaming.

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police sketch artist: could you describe the man who stole your thesaurus me: he was very mean and uhhh very mean

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Ice Age 14: The Great Depression

cheekbonered

the other night i tried to make a curry and i got chilli burns all over my face, so i thought to myself ‘hang on, doesn’t milk soothe chilli burns? it does’ and i couldn’t google because i couldn’t see so i just had to blindly feel my way to the fridge and pour out a bowl of milk, and then plant my face in the bowl of milk, anyway at that point the rice cooker went off and triggered a power surge which turned my electricity off, which i didn’t notice at first because i had my face in a bowl of milk and when i did emerge from the dairy prison i thought i had gone blind with chilli burns. so no i don’t really cook much.

fuckyeahhistorycrushes

I’m sure there’s been one or two Orson Welles’ already, but let’s look at him again. The amount of class in this man… damn. The genius responsible for The War of the Worlds broadcast and Citizen Kane, acclaimed Shakespearian actor, the Third Man himself, and magician (a fucking magician).

His deep, velvet voice and piercing eyes makes me wish I lived in the 30’s.

inahiddenplace

what’s a pic that screams: when u wake up from a seven minute nap that hit u out of nowhere and your mom’s standing above you asking if you want a burrito but you’re still trying to figure out who and where you are

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mxlfoydraco

a concept: Harry Potter with his mother’s hair and father’s eyes instead of vice versa. Harry with fiery dark red hair and soft hazel eyes please and thank you

tashaneva

i imagine this is how harry and draco’s first meeting would have gone then haha

musicalluna

can you imagine how much more confused arthur would have been in that scene where he first meets harry 😂

mimosaeyes

his eyes would probably sweep right over harry at the breakfast table, and then he would freeze and have to do a mental tally of his children

shoggoth88

I can see Fred and George really going with it too… “Come on Dad, don’t you remember Harry?” “Next you’ll tell us you don’t remember Craig” “Or Ethel” “Or Annie“ “Or Ryan”

duplexity-blog

It kind of really confuses me when Barbie commercials have little girls dressing them up and brushing their hair Like no Barbie is not about fashion. Barbie is about collecting as many dolls as you can get your grubby 7 year old hands on and dominating the living room with your expansive empire of plastic women. Barbie is about creating intricate social structures and spicy inter-family conflicts between town house residents. Barbie is about formulating complex back stories for tortured Ken dolls with emotional scars. It’s about creating near-sadistic dramatic plot twists that split up marriages and cause that one Barbie you really dislike to be ceremoniously tossed down the stairs in order to be offed by the jealous ex-wife of Ken #4.

kerryrenaissance

Yes, but how do you make it into a marketable commercial that won’t freak parents and caregivers out?

quasi-normalcy

I’ve always had the impression that advertisers don’t really understand how girls play with their toys.

everdeen420

When I played with Barbies I had this thing called “The Dead Pit” which was a purple bratz laundry hamper. So whenever a Barbie got killed off she would go in there. And what I would do was I would carry her to the dead pit while singing the dead pit song. The dead pit song was just saying “The dead pit” over and over again in different tones. Anyway, once I finally reached the pit I would announce “(name) has died.” And drop her in. I would wait a few moments. Then, I would violently shake the hamper while shrieking, pretending to be the tortured souls of dead barbies of the underworld. I thought it was hilarious.

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you fool. you absolute buffoon. you think you can challenge me in my own realm? you think you can rebel against my authority? you dare come into my house and upturn my dining chairs and spill coffee grounds in my Keurig? you thought you were safe in your chain mail armor behind that screen of yours. I will take these laminate wood floor boards and destroy you. I didn’t want war. but i didn’t start it.