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I have decided on a new constellation. I call it The Bees. If you look up at the night sky and see all those sparkly dots, congratulations. You see The Bees. I have just made astrology 10000x easier, you’re welcome.

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those born under the sign of the bees:

have emotions

think thoughts

is likely introverted or extroverted

has at least a few friends

was born at some point

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nopizza

He committed to how pissed off he was

cocochineal

I love how petty this is

quiet--batpeople

I hope he brought the video to traffic court to contest the ticket lol

doing-talking

I love the poetry that this gifset ends with him running into a police car.

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new idea: the hyper bowl

it’s like the super bowl but

you have two football fields placed in a cross formation

four teams play at once

whatever happens in the middle happens

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tutorial

question: how do i make my photograph more tumblr relatable?

Simple:

filter

lowercase helvetica

for extra points: add japanese text

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I’m taking notes

transhumanisticpanspermia

wrong you do this

animentality

this site drifts further and further away from comprehensible humor every day

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voyeurhour

this is one of those posts you scroll down for an explanation and god decides not to give you that satisfaction

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if ur feeling sad just know that lola loves u

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tell lola i love her back

snorlaxatives

What do you think of girls with glasses??

i’m glad they can see

nosdrinker

sir, you cannot name your son “Papa_Roach_Scars.mp3”, we just won’t allow it

nosdrinker

when did I post this

perhapsarat

just had a dream that I drank 40 litres of vodka, entered a horse race and won.

perhapsarat

I should specify that I entered not as a jockey but as a horse

diredesiretoaspiretodiehard

were you physically a horse or were you a human entering as a horse? did you have a jockey?

perhapsarat

i was a human entering as a horse, no jockey, just me running like the fucking wind

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so the thing about my family is that we have two ancestors on my dad’s side who were buried in france, where I currently live. one died in the spanish civil war, and one died prior doing…we don’t know what. but he somehow managed to get buried in père lachaise.

so anyhow, my gran sends me a message like “pls put flowers on ur uncle samuel’s grave because he’s gone over a century with none and it will make the ghost mad if he hasn’t already” because my family spends time in europe but never long enough to go all the way to père lachaise and give ya boy samuel jr. his death rites. so im like “ok gran I can do that” bc im a good grandson and you do not fuck with gran she doesn’t DESERVE THAT

i figure out which plot he’s on and ask someone specifically where you can find uncle samuel jr. and they tell me where and so I arrive at the junction and.