"You're out of the band"

TØP trash. Joshler trash. I'm trash. Stay Alive

[dogfella-deactivated20150228]

yelling hard enough triggers my gag reflex

[gothboobs]

wow i cant believe tomorrows gay gayth, twentygayteen

[gothboobs]

happy gay gayth twentygayteen !!

[bobertlutece]

this whole thing is way too good to be giffed you need to expirience it 

[mrclassyclass]

[theartof-severn]

i can’t breathe

[onlyblackgirl]

Me whenever anyone tried to talk to me

[chulitaaa-deactivated20180311]

LMFAO WTF

[rainbowhaze420]

[cardigran]

[klubbhead]

[cisnowflake]

You’ve gone too far this time.

[light-reflector]

Imagine explaining this…the, the, the layers of MEME

[drinkpisspissblood]

Every time I talk to my roommate I feel my pineal gland calcify and my third eye close a little bit more

[drinkpisspissblood]

Last night she asked me how many days there are in a year and I said “why do you not know that?” and she said “why the fuck would I need to know that?”

[drinkpisspissblood]

She’s getting ready for work rn while listening to the Carrie Underwood song from the Super Bowl at full volume

[drinkpisspissblood]

She keeps hanging this shit up around the house

[drinkpisspissblood]

Last night she was telling me about a car accident she was in years ago and she said they had to use the “jar of live” and I was like. Do you mean the jaws of life and she said “you don’t know what the jar of life is?”

[drinkpisspissblood]

She’s sitting next to me scrolling through a facebook meme page scream laughing and showing me literally every post and saying “what’s wrong? Are you okay” if I don’t laugh hard enough

[drinkpisspissblood]

We’re at her dads house it looks like this

[robotlyra]

I’m detecting a strong suburban Massachusetts upper middle class purgatory aura from this post.

[pleasetrysomethingelse]

Does her dad not own any furniture besides the TV and such?

[glutenfreeformyownsanity]

Yeah this is definitely giving off that New England barren hellscape vibe

[soratayuya]

I’m scared

[teathattast]

[cliffnotesofanerd]

PSA: if you smoke marijuana, please tell your anesthesia team.

They’re not going to rat you out. They’re going to adjust your anesthesia dosage so you don’t WAKE UP IN THE MIDDLE OF SURGERY.

[switchimpulse]

Some anesthesiologists will refuse to put you under if you’ve smoked cannabis within the past 24 hours – and let’s be clear, this is NOT because they’re morally against it – it’s because THC and anesthetic react in unpredictable ways and waking up in the middle of surgery is slightly less of a concern than SLIPPING INTO A COMA OR DYING. 

So there’s that.

[cliffnotesofanerd]

Yes, this too. Should have included this. It just wasn’t on my mind when I made the original post because my mind was full of NOPE NOPE NOPE after, you guessed it, one of my patients woke up in the middle of her surgery because she didn’t tell her anesthesia team she used marijuana.

[c3rvida3]

One of my players made me a dice necklace out of the dice he’s been using for months, as a thank you for putting up with him all these years, and I don’t have the heart to remind him that those were dice I loaned him that I kind of wanted back.

[c3rvida3]

On one hand, it’s pretty cool, but on the other hand, *Borat voice* My Dice.

[c3rvida3]

Everyone’s like, “Oh, they’re just cheap Chessex dice, dude. Calm down,” but you don’t understand. I have to buy like three fucking sets of dice a month because these little shitheads keep losing theirs and no way in hell am I trusting them with my Good Dice. I have a fanny pack full of dice that I wear to sessions because these fools suck so bad. I honestly think they’re eating them. I think they’re skipping them across lakes. I think they’re fucking tossing them at windows in the pouring rain to get their unrequited lover’s attention. I give these motherfuckers so many of my dice that they could hike the Appalachian Trail and leave dice behind like breadcrumbs. They probably pour buckets of my fucking dice under their tires like kitty litter to gain traction when they’re stuck in the snow. And I know they aren’t just keeping them because they’ll literally lose them mid-session. Like there’s a black hole under the coffee table. It’s an X-File at this point. It’s beyond an X-File. My dice are probably in The Black Lodge. My dice are in The goddamn Upside Down. They’re in The Uknown. They’re in the Additional Paranormal Pop Culture Reference, y'all.

Anyways, thanks for the necklace, Deac.

[latadelixo]

[hanohouse]

pt. 2

[nerdeas]

He’s got my vote

[ourbrainsaresickbutthatsok]

[demencialtrip]

[morada-de-viajantes]