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My favourite games to play on Tumblr are

larrysshowersthatarebritish:

opening-a-shop:

nowealth-noruin:

serverussnape-always:

  • Is that John Green
  • Is it meaningful or is BBC just too cheap to buy other props
  • Sherlock fandom u ok
  • Can you spot the vegan
  • Was that a hipster post or Doctor Who
  • Is it night bloggers or just the Australians

Hardmode:

  • Is it the Australian night bloggers

The new nerve wrecking

  • Did I or did I not press anon
  • Are they mad or just too busy to reply

Also Commonly Used:

  • is this a fic yet or
my family: skinny people are gross.
my family: fat people are gross
my family: self harm-ers are gross
my family: suicide is gross
my family: mental illnesses are gross
my family: homosexuals are gross
my family:
my family: oh, but we won't judge you. you can tell us anything.
me: lol no i'm fine thanks.
hammpix:

For those of you who don’t understand archaeology, I have made a diagram.

hammpix:

For those of you who don’t understand archaeology, I have made a diagram.

Parents: Don't forget to make us proud
Friends: Don't forget to socialize
Teachers: Don't forget to get A's
Strangers: Don't forget to blend in
Opposite sex: Don't forget to look good
Society: Don't forget to be perfect
Tumblr: Fuck the world, they're peasants. At least you haven't murdered somebody today
Tumblr: But just in case you want to get away with it, here are some tips.

twerking-into-mordor:

teap0ts:

is nobody gonna talk about netflix’s knockoff movies because i am

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like i dont know about you guys but i lost my shit at CHOP KICK PANDA

like they couldnt have done KARATE CHOP PANDA or DROP KICK PANDA??? no they went with CHOP KICK

CHOP

KICK

K-mart sells Chop Kick Panda…

i walked past it, remembered this post, and started to sob profusely

Reblog if you’ll always be a part of the Harry Potter family.

fudgeflies:

imperioweasley:

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“It’s rather like the Mafia I guess. Once you’re in, you never get out.”

—Daniel Radcliffe

toomanyducttapetoomanyrope:

elphabaforpresidentofgallifrey:

ponyboyismyhomeboy:

my eldest sister had a boyfriend when she was in fifth grade, but we moved away so they obviously couldn’t see each other. well, when she was in college her friend introduced her to some guy and it was her old boyfriend from fifth grade. after two days of catching up she told him she wanted to marry him. they’ve been married for ten years and have two kids together.

WHAT

dude sell that shit to disney

doctorandhisponds:

Bless you Nickelodeon

instagrim:

proof that I have time traveled

instagrim:

proof that I have time traveled

vgkait:

It is the start of the year 2000, and something is wrong.
Husbands and wives wake up next to each other, scared. They don’t know who the person in the bed with them is. Who is this person? Why are they in my house? Is this my house? Is this their house?
They go out to investigate. A five-year-old child uses a Windows 98 computer in the living room. The child turns around, and asks, “Is it time for me to go to school, mommy?”
The world is in panic. The President of the United States, who awoke in the Oval Office with no knowledge of being elected, calls for a large-scale investigation.
After weeks of asking adults and children alike what is going on, and looking at the various public records, they realize that the children are not confused at all. The adults can only remember what last happened in 1989. However, the children that can speak say that they were born anywhere from 1991 to 1996. Public officials can only draw one conclusion.
To every adult, the 1990s never happened. The children, however, cannot have come from nowhere.
It doesn’t take long after this conclusion for them to realize that only 90s kids remember the 90s.

vgkait:

It is the start of the year 2000, and something is wrong.

Husbands and wives wake up next to each other, scared. They don’t know who the person in the bed with them is. Who is this person? Why are they in my house? Is this my house? Is this their house?

They go out to investigate. A five-year-old child uses a Windows 98 computer in the living room. The child turns around, and asks, “Is it time for me to go to school, mommy?”

The world is in panic. The President of the United States, who awoke in the Oval Office with no knowledge of being elected, calls for a large-scale investigation.

After weeks of asking adults and children alike what is going on, and looking at the various public records, they realize that the children are not confused at all. The adults can only remember what last happened in 1989. However, the children that can speak say that they were born anywhere from 1991 to 1996. Public officials can only draw one conclusion.

To every adult, the 1990s never happened. The children, however, cannot have come from nowhere.

It doesn’t take long after this conclusion for them to realize that only 90s kids remember the 90s.

psychoticpingouins:

48 years ago a girl said “oh fuck me” to her best friend while walking in the street, a guy who randomly passed by answered by “let me at least buy you dinner first”. I present to you my grandparents, in love since then and celebrating their 47 years of marriage today.

carry-on-my-wayward-castiel:

jensens like “this is impractical as fuck.”
and then theres jared like, “YAY TINY UMBRELLA! :D”

carry-on-my-wayward-castiel:

jensens like “this is impractical as fuck.”

and then theres jared like, “YAY TINY UMBRELLA! :D”