where does the super come from in superwholock even? ain’t nothing super about them shows
Superman
the superman, The Who, and locksmithing joint fandom is so weird
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where does the super come from in superwholock even? ain’t nothing super about them shows
Superman
the superman, The Who, and locksmithing joint fandom is so weird
did she really confuse cannibals with cannon balls
IM SCREAMING
IT CAME FULL CIRCLE IM HOLLERIN
IT JUST KEEPS GETTING BETTER
IS HE GOING TO BE DRAFTED NEXT???!!!??
This is so sweet and pure. Lol.
I’m crying. I’m also rooting for the Blues now.
@kvnbksa have you seen the updates?
more updates
Takin’ no chances, fam.
No More L’s
Rescue Dog Dressed as a Lion Proudly Roams the Streets of His New Urban Jungle, Julia Marie Werner
i haven’t done anything but i sure could use a break
YOOOO SO LOOK DA FIRST TIME I EVER GOT ON DIS RIDE I WAS WITH A WHITE FAMILY AND U KNOW WHITE FOLKS CRAZY SO DEY DONT FEAR ROLLER COASTERS OR DEATH IN GENERAL. AFTER ABOUT 10 MINUTES OF TELLIN DEM DAT I DIDNT WANNA GET ON I FINALLY SAID YES CUZ I AINT NEVER BEEN NO BITCH AND I DIDNT PLAN ON STARTING THAT DAY. WHEN DA ENGINEER SAID “PLS LEAN BACK AND KEEP THE BACK OF UR HEAD PRESSED AGAINST YOUR SEAT” AND I SAW EVERYBODY STICK DA BACK OF THEIR HEADS TO THE CHAIR I KNEW DAT I MADE DA WORST DECISION OF MY LIFE CUZ I EVEN SAW SOME BLACK FOLKS LISTEN AND U KNOW DAT WHEN BLACK PEOPLE LISTEN A WHITE LADY’S ADVICE , ITS DA REAL DEAL. SO MY FIRST MISTAKE WAS REFUSING TO PRESS MY HEAD AGAINST THE SEAT… THE RIDE TAKES OFF AND MY DOME SLAMS AGAINST THE CHAIR WHILE MY NECK SNAPPED… UNCONSCIOUS INSTANTLY.. WHEN I AWOKE FROM MY 3 SECOND SLUMBER WE HAD REACHED DA VERY TOP OF THE RIDE WHERE THE RIDE MAKES A QUICK PAUSE… WHEN THE RIDE MADE THAT PAUSE I OPENED MY EYES CAUSE I THOUGHT THE RIDE WAS OVER AND WE ALL MADE IT SAFELY. BOY WAS I WRONG… I OPENED MY EYES AND DA ONLY THING I SAW WAS A 300 FOOT DROP STRAIGHT TO DA GROUND SO I SAID “GOD YOU CANT LET ME DIE LIKE DIS”. I THINK I SUFFERED A HEART CONTUSION CUZ MY HEART JUST COMPLETELY STOPPED BEATING… AND THAN THE RIDE TAKES OFF AGAIN… WE MAKE THE 300 FOOT DROP AND I SCREAM MY LUNGS OUT AS IM SCARED TO DEATH BECAUSE DA ONLY TIME A HUMAN SHOULD BE DAT HIGH IN DA AIR IS WHEN THEIR SPIRIT IS BEING SUCKED INTO HEAVEN BY DA GRACE OF GOD.. SO WE SAFELY MAKE IT TO DA END OF DA RIDE AND WHEN WE GET OFF I STUMBLE OUT OF THE SEAT CUZ MY LEGS WENT NUMB AND ALL THE AIR WAS SUCKED OUT OF MY BODY SO I COULDNT TALK EITHER.. DA FIRST THING THESE CRAZY MOTHERFUCKERS TELL ME IS “HEY MAN LETS DO THAT AGAIN THAT WAS WICKED”. I LOOKED AT DEM AND I REALIZED DAT DIS WHITE KID DAT I BEFRIENDED WAS ACTUALLY SATAN. I NO LONGER HAVE ANY WHITE FRIENDS.
please read this whole thing.
PLEASE
how are these people not dead
Oh he can eat plastic bags and the other lady can eat drywall, but if I want to enjoy some fucking cookie dough I’ll get salmonella and die
when u have 2 do all the work in a group project
when u also have 2 present it
this is the greatest blooper
my favorite thing about kermit the frog is that sometimes he makes this face
medieval painters: what is a feline? a miserable and fuzzy humanoid perhaps?
Medieval artists who had never seen the animals they were painting or who were working without references is one of my favorite things that has ever happened.
An owl? Stoic, Frollo-lookin’ monk thing.
Elephants doubled as angry funnel horses.
“What the hell does a lion look like?” “I don’t know, like some sort of cat…man.”
“What does that mean?” “Just…okay, it’s got curly bits on its head. And…braces? Also, what is a tail? I don’t know. Just…stick it on there and use my face as a reference, Brother Geoffrey.”
Cats remain miserable and possibly bred with some sort of dragon.
Or ferrets. And squirrels.
“…What are you painting?” “Damn it, Brother John, you know I hate it when you pop up behind me while I’m illuminating manuscripts.” “Oh. Sorry.” “Ugh. Now I messed up its nose.” “What…what is it?” “Fuck if I know.”
“So the dudes in Portugal, right? They went to the Americas and apparently, there are these, like, giant lizard…things living in the rivers. Crocodiles.”
“Thou shittest me.” “I shit thee not. They crawl around on all fours and they’re…big…lizard…things. They want it in the next bestiary.”
“Ohh, this is so going in the next bestiary. Here, wait, let me doodle a thumbnail while it’s still fresh in my mind. Okay. Big lizards. So they’ll have tails, yeah?” “Yeah. Better give them monkey feet and people hands, too.” “What about the face?” “Just use mine for reference, Brother Geoffrey.”
“You know that crocodile thumbnail you drew?”
“Yeah, what about it?”
“I just talked to one of the Portuguese guys who went to the Americas and I showed them your drawing.” “And? What did they say?” “It’s totally wrong. It’s too friendly-looking.”
“What?”
“Yeah. They said you’re not even close. No monkey feet or people hands and the face is all wrong.”
“I just drew it based on your description.”
“Okay, but now I’m telling you I talked to the guys that actually saw a crocodile and they told me that your drawing is wrong. They need you to redo it.”
“I drew exactly the way you described it.”
“I know, but the guys said the drawing is wrong and that you need to redo it. They want it scarier. No people hands and don’t use my face for its face. It eats people, they said. It comes out of the water and eats people. You should have drawn it eating people.”
“You didn’t tell me it ate people!”
“I’m telling you now!”
“FINE. Okay, fine. You want it eating people? FINE………………………………………..HERE. How’s this? This work for you?” “Is….is that me? It’s eating me? The fuck, Brother Geoffrey?” “I used your face for reference.”
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