All the Charizard’s and the Poliwhirls will shout, “Save us!” And I’ll whisper, “Bulba…”
when you download an album and it comes with the correct album art and all of the song names capitalized and in the right order
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Via i did itwhen you download an album and it comes with the correct album art and all of the song names capitalized and in the right order
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Via i did ittumblr is like a box of chocolates you never know how much gay porn you’re gonna get wait no that’s not the quote
Buddy, what kind of people are you following? o_0
ONLY THE BEST
Well obviously, if they’re posting gay porn, I’m just surprised to hear this from you. XD
Via [INSERT BLOG TITLE HERE]tumblr is like a box of chocolates you never know how much gay porn you’re gonna get wait no that’s not the quote
Buddy, what kind of people are you following? o_0
Via [INSERT BLOG TITLE HERE]The single greatest threat to the climate comes from burning coal but despite this a whole new fleet of dirty coal-fired power stations are on the verge of being built in the UK (the first for 30 years). The snow globe was designed for Ctrl.Alt.Shift in anticipation of the United Nations Climate Change Conference in Copenhagen 2009.
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do you guys remember that episodfe of the magic school bus where the class gets transformed into fish eggs and get fertilized with fish semen
magic school bus has a lot of fetish material
Kinky.
AnonymousGood lord, someone actually sent a message! Geology. By its self, it’s all right. But the teacher is monotone with a croaky voice, asks the most simple questions (when she JUST said the answer), and just reads off the powerpoints we could otherwise just read online in 1/4th of the time. I can’t, I can’t. I just can’t.
This is the longest class ever… Somebody come kill me. Please. Dear god, ANYTHING is better than this teacher.
#YOU OTHER READERS CAN’T DENY #WHEN A STORY WALKS IN WITH AN AWESOME BASE AND A GREAT PLOT IN YOUR FACE YOU GET SPRUNG
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Via C'est Ma Vie, Y'all
Via C'est Ma Vie, Y'allJulio Diaz has a daily routine. Every night, the 31-year-old social worker ends his hour-long subway commute to the Bronx one stop early, just so he can eat at his favorite diner.
But one night last month, as Diaz stepped off the No. 6 train and onto a nearly empty platform, his evening took an unexpected turn.
He was walking toward the stairs when a teenage boy approached and pulled out a knife.
“He wants my money, so I just gave him my wallet and told him, ‘Here you go,’” Diaz says.
As the teen began to walk away, Diaz told him, “Hey, wait a minute. You forgot something. If you’re going to be robbing people for the rest of the night, you might as well take my coat to keep you warm.”
The would-be robber looked at his would-be victim, “like what’s going on here?” Diaz says. “He asked me, ‘Why are you doing this?’”
Diaz replied: “If you’re willing to risk your freedom for a few dollars, then I guess you must really need the money. I mean, all I wanted to do was get dinner and if you really want to join me … hey, you’re more than welcome.
“You know, I just felt maybe he really needs help,” Diaz says.
Diaz says he and the teen went into the diner and sat in a booth.
“The manager comes by, the dishwashers come by, the waiters come by to say hi,” Diaz says. “The kid was like, ‘You know everybody here. Do you own this place?’”
“No, I just eat here a lot,” Diaz says he told the teen. “He says, ‘But you’re even nice to the dishwasher.’”
Diaz replied, “Well, haven’t you been taught you should be nice to everybody?”
“Yea, but I didn’t think people actually behaved that way,” the teen said.
Diaz asked him what he wanted out of life. “He just had almost a sad face,” Diaz says.
The teen couldn’t answer Diaz — or he didn’t want to.
When the bill arrived, Diaz told the teen, “Look, I guess you’re going to have to pay for this bill ‘cause you have my money and I can’t pay for this. So if you give me my wallet back, I’ll gladly treat you.”
The teen “didn’t even think about it” and returned the wallet, Diaz says. “I gave him $20 … I figure maybe it’ll help him. I don’t know.”
Diaz says he asked for something in return — the teen’s knife — “and he gave it to me.”
Afterward, when Diaz told his mother what happened, she said, “You’re the type of kid that if someone asked you for the time, you gave them your watch.”
“I figure, you know, if you treat people right, you can only hope that they treat you right. It’s as simple as it gets in this complicated world.”
FAITH IN HUMANITY RESTORED
ALL THE SLOW CLAPS GO TO YOU
My god, a social worker who hasn’t lost their way in it all. Bless.
[TW: rape] When I was 16, I had a fake I.D. and decided to go to a gay bar by myself because some friends bailed on me. While there, an older gentleman bought me a drink. He wasn’t a creeper, and he definitely wasn’t unattractive. I accepted the drink and began talking to him. No big deal. As the hour progressed, I felt myself feeling strange. I mentioned that I felt like I had a headache, and this guy helped guide me out of the bar. As we were walking down the street, the thought of, ‘Oh god, he’s drugged me, I’m going to die’ came to my head. I tried to get away, but I was so drugged up that I could barely walk, let alone speak. It also didn’t help that I had really large ‘goth’ platform shoes because I was going through a phase. Anyway, this guy brought me to his suv and began undressing me. As a final act of defiance, I hit him over the head with my platform shoe. He then punched me, and I remember thinking, ‘Why don’t they ever give workshops to gay guys about being victims of rape too?’ While I was as careful as possible, I never saw the guy slip something in the drink. I even watched the bar tender make the drink. Anyway, I lied there completely paralyzed while this pervert was lubing up. I locked eyes with his for a moment, and that’s when it happened. A very large and angry drag queen opened the door of the vehicle and beat the shit out of my attempted rapist. She and her other drag friends helped dress and care for me while the police arrived. I was saved by a group of guardian drag queens. They were basically the modern day ‘angels from heaven.’
God bless drag queens.
This post gives me a warm and fuzzy feeling.
Always reblog for the glory of guardian drag queens!
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Via C'est Ma Vie, Y'all
