MARIO FUCKING KART
Lmfaoo
Good lord
Sherlock: What did you see?
John: I told you, I saw the hound.
Sherlock: Huge, red eyes?
John: Yes.
Sherlock: Glowing?
John: Yeah.
Sherlock: No.
John: What?
I TWEETED ABOUT MY REICHENBACH FEELS AND I GET THIS AS A REPLY
SO I GO TO THEIR WEBSITE AND
THAT’S NOT ALL
THEY KNOW WE CANNOT BE SATISFIED BUYING EACH PRODUCT INDIVIDUALLY SO THEY PUT IT ALL IN ONE BIG PACK FOR THE SAME PRICE AS ALL THE INDIVIDUAL PACKS
I HAVE FOUND THE PROMISED LAND
LAST TIME I SAW THIS, IT HAD 5 NOTES
YOU’RE WELCOME, EVERYONE
who even came up with the word motherfucker in the first place?
oedipus
iwillincendiotheheartoutofyou:
my blog has become this weird mixture of fandoms, feminism, cats and really fucking stupid jokes that nobody outside this website would find remotely amusing
Home is where your wi-fi connects automatically.
setfabulazerstomaximumcaptain:
Exactly.
Imagine a wall full of circular holes, that circles can keep walking in and out of with no difficulty.
Now imagine that the triangles manage to get the resources together, after years of not being able to fit through the circle’s holes, to drill a single triangle space into the wall.
Now imagine that the circle — who previously supported the triangle’s efforts because they are well-rounded (har) and value equality — comes along and sees the construction project. But instead of being happy, they get angry.
“Well, I won’t be able to fit through your hole!!!!” the circle cries.
“I helped you get the drill!!!!” the circle shrieks.
“Make it fit me too!!!!” the circle demands.
The triangles, barely holding it together enough to get a triangle hole together, stare at the circle in confusion.
“You have all the holes you need,” the triangles explain. “This is for us. You don’t need to fit through our hole, too.”
“YOU’RE BEING UNEQUAL AND HURTING MY FEELINGS!” the circle wails. “I DON’T SUPPORT YOUR HOLE IF IT DOESN’T FIT ME TOO. GIVE ME MY DRILL BACK.”
“It’s not your drill, it’s our drill. You helped us get it, because you said you cared.”
“I ONLY CARED WHEN I THOUGHT YOU’D MAKE A HOLE EVERYONE COULD FIT THROUGH. YOU’RE PERPETUATING INEQUALITY!!!”
“Why is it up to us, the small group that has never been able to fit through the wall at all, to make a hole everyone can use? Why isn’t it up to you, the people who have been able to cross back and forth at will for years? We just want to see the other side; why are you yelling at us?”
“I DIDN’T ASK TO BE BORN A CIRCLE, OMG. I’VE HAD TO WORK HARD ALL MY LIFE TOO. YOU’RE JUST BEING BIGOTED AGAINST ME BECAUSE OF SOMETHING I CAN’T CONTROL, JUST LIKE EVERYONE IS AGAINST YOU.”
“You are interfering with our project and asking us to comfort you while we’re trying to make progress. Please leave.”
“I’m going to tell everyone about this,” the circle warns. “Nobody will support you now.”
“Apparently nobody ever did,” the triangles sigh, getting back to work.
It’s kind of sad
That we have to draw comics using colorful shapes
To explain systematic inequality to people
I CAN’T I’M DONE I JUST CAN’T
NIGHTBLOGGING AT ITS FUCKING GREATEST.
Men of Tumblr, I’m counting on you to make this one good.
I got stuck
Pansy
I reblogged this a few minutes ago, but then that^^^
My symphonic band class went to Kings Dominion to perform. Four seniors, including myself, bought my band director a Pirates of the Caribbean hat because next years marching band show is Pirates of the Caribbean.

We told him that he had to wear it to every football game and competition or else we would be very displeased with him and haunt him for the rest of his life.
That feeling when you make other people ship the things you ship