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frankbainimarama:

bussyclench:

hoebutmadefashion:

airrogance:

iamweiner:

thighclapper:

vijara:

RIP to the thousands of turkeys being slaughtered in the name of “giving thanks” and “peace on earth”.

And RIP to all the Native Americans who are completely forgotten/have their genocide glamorized and covered up by this holiday

RIP to my asshole after all the food is done being digested

RIP to my bussy after getting pounded by my cousin in the bathroom after thanksgiving dinner

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9 hours ago on 09.18.14   ★ 150371 notes  via / org

drakesquad:

tuggywuggy:

drakesquad:

i’ll be like 40 w/no kids and people will say “aw i’m so sorry for you” and i’ll be like how was the fucking wiggles reunion tour asshole i went to italy last week for fun and didn’t have to hire a sitter

This is a very sad mentality. To think oneself more important than that of progeny is the sign of a failed human life.

so the wiggles concert wasn’t as good as you thought it would be huh

9 hours ago on 09.18.14   ★ 434571 notes  via / org

http://seeyouguyslater.tumblr.com/post/97803944586/bamboothief-seeyouguyslater-bamboothief ➜

bamboothief:

seeyouguyslater:

bamboothief:

ren and nora could probably get married and have 2-3 kids and still nora would say ‘we’re not together-together’

Neighbor- You’re such a cute couple how long have you been together?

Nora- oh! We’re not together together.. We have been…

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death-limes:

mypocketshurt90:

family show my ass

no but seriously

there’s a brother who’s got his sister’s back

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dekinaichild:

imagine saying “i’m dad” to a dad. he responds with “hi dad, i’m—” but then he stops. fear strikes up in his eyes. YOU’re dad? he thought he was dad all along? what is his true identity? who is dad? what horrible mistake has he made

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the-irish-mayhem:

thetrekkiehasthephonebox:

chekov-in-a-dress:

I want a superhero movie where the hero dies in the first ten minutes and the woman who was supposed to be the love interest puts on his costume and becomes an even better hero.

I want all of the advertising to be for the hero and none of the marketing to even allude to this death.

imagine all the male tears

9 hours ago on 09.18.14   ★ 312162 notes  via / org

lexicution3r:

lexicution3r:

my mom is scREAMING downstairs right now about how there’s no chocolate.

“How can we NOT HAVE CHOCOLATE IN THIS HOUSE?”

“How is there NO CHOCOLATE???”

“DO YOU MEAN TO TELL ME THAT WE HAVE A WHALE HANGING FROM THE CEILING BUT THERE’S NO CHOCOLATE?”

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transdimensionalboundaries:

dirtybetanerd:

kedreeva:

8bitrevolver:

This was meant to be a quick warm up, but it turned into a comic that I’ve wanted to draw for a while. This is something that is extremely important to me, and I appreciate it if you read it.

A while ago, I heard a story that broke my heart. A family went a cat shelter to adopt. The daughter fell in love with a 3-legged cat. The father straight up said “absolutely not”. Because he was missing a leg. That cat was that close to having a family that loved him, but the missing leg held him back. Why?!

Many people have the initial instinct of “nope” when they see an imperfect animal. I get it, but less-adoptable does NOT mean less loveable. 9 out of 10 people will choose a kitten over an adult cat. And those 10% that would get an adult cat often overlook “different” animals.

All I want people to do is be open to the idea of having a “different” pet in their lives. Choose the pet that you fall in love with, but at least give all of them a fair shot at winning your heart.

Don’t dismiss them, they deserve a loving home just as much as any other cat. They still purr, they still love a warm lap, they still play, they still love you. Trust me, next time you are in the market for a new kitty, just go over to that one cat that’s missing an eye and see what he’s all about!

Let me tell to you a thing.

This is Lenore. I first saw her in a little cage at the Petco I frequent (I used to take my parents’ dog in for puppy play time), and she looked like the grouchiest, old, crotchety cat in the world, and I fell instantly in love. She was cranky, she was anti-social, hanging out at the back of her cage. Her fur was matted because she wouldn’t let the groomers near her.

She was perfect.

But I didn’t have a place for her. I wasn’t living in my own space yet, and where I was, I wasn’t allowed cats. So I pressed my face to the bars of her cage and I promised that if no one had adopted her by the time I’d bought a house, I would come back for her.

I visited her every week for over six months while I looked for a house. At one point, they had to just shave her entire rear-end because the mats or fur were so bad. They told me she clawed the heck outta the groomer that did it, screamed the entire time, and spent the next two days growling at anyone that came near the cage.

A couple of weeks later, I closed on my house. I went back and I got an employee, and I said: “That one. I need that cat.”

They got the paperwork and the lady who ran the rescue that was bringing the cats in told me that Lenore (at the time, Lila) was 8 years old, had been owned by an elderly lady who had died, and brought in to a different rescue, who’d had her for six months on top of the time I’d been seeing her at Petco.

This kitty had been living in a 3x3’ cube for over a YEAR because she was older and “less adoptable.”

I signed the paperwork, put her in a cat carrier, and drove her to my new home. I had pretty much nothing; a bed, an old couch, a couple of bookcases, and a tank of mice I called “Cat TV”. I let her out of the carrier and onto my bed, and I told her “I told you I would come back for you when I had a place. It’s not much, but it’s yours too now.”

Lenore spent the next three days straight purring non-stop. She followed me around the house purring. Sat next to me purring. Slept next to me purring. Leaning into every touch, purring, purring, always purring. She still purrs if you so much as think about petting her. She’s amazing, and I love her.

So, you know, if you’re thinking about adopting, and you see a beast that others consider “less adoptable,” think about Lenore.

FUCKING IMPORTANT

The STORY THOUGH.

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theivorytowercrumbles:

Inspired by this one by miss-nerdgasmz.
19 hours ago on 09.17.14   ★ 200 notes  via / org
king-dandy:

So my close friend Ruggy’s cat was shot with a BB gun! The femur is broken in several places and there is a metal ball in her leg!
[Source] [Source 2]
He doesn’t want to put her down, and the only two options are to either remove the leg entirely, or put wires in her leg, but either way she’ll be crippled for the rest of her life! :C
I know 2,000$ is a lot, but the cost of the surgery to amputate her leg, the x-rays, and the medicine is what will be covered for this!
Please please, if you guys can help in any way through donations or spreading the word, it would mean a lot! 
HERE IS THE GO FUND ME LINK!

king-dandy:

So my close friend Ruggy’s cat was shot with a BB gun! The femur is broken in several places and there is a metal ball in her leg!

[Source] [Source 2]

He doesn’t want to put her down, and the only two options are to either remove the leg entirely, or put wires in her leg, but either way she’ll be crippled for the rest of her life! :C

I know 2,000$ is a lot, but the cost of the surgery to amputate her leg, the x-rays, and the medicine is what will be covered for this!

Please please, if you guys can help in any way through donations or spreading the word, it would mean a lot! 

HERE IS THE GO FUND ME LINK!

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ericscissorhands:

"Some women are lost in the fire. Some women are built from it."

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