i really like looking at google image searches for “firemen rescuing cats” or something because you get super cute pictures like
AND THEN THERE’S THIS ONE
“THAT’S RIGHT TWAS I that set the house ablaze!!!”
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i really like looking at google image searches for “firemen rescuing cats” or something because you get super cute pictures like
AND THEN THERE’S THIS ONE
“THAT’S RIGHT TWAS I that set the house ablaze!!!”
i told my mom that god has killed babies in the bible and she didn’t believe me so i searched it up and to my surprise
wait
what
there’s a list???
JESUS FUCKING CHRIST
in conclusion god is an asshole
for comparison:
okay well I mean ten murders is still bad though so
wait
damn.
god gambles with your souls pass it on
Who the hell is Monkey Face
Guys, monkey face is Harambe. HARAMBE IS MONKEY FACE
Is he like the opposite of Bob Ross?
Is he like the opposite of Bob Ross?
shes one of us
how can you say that shes a petefucker when she has ALL of fall out boy in her locker????
its unfair to assume things based only on skewed data! she could be a joefucker for all we know
She’s a drakebellfucker
I want a friend who is as passionate about movies and literature as I am and we can go get coffee and brunch together then go to a bookstore and talk about our favourite books and then go see a movie and talk about it after
what’s the deal with super villains and new york? the world has thousands of cities. “nope let’s just destroy that one”
A cunning vampire door-to-door salesperson who stands in people’s doorways and talks until they can find a convenient moment to drop their pen and the person picks it up and the vampire says oh “Thank you” and the person says “you’re welcome” and the vampire smiles a big fangy grin and steps inside
And that’s this vampire’s modus operandi for decades And then the language starts to change and suddenly millenials have homes and the vampire thanks them and they say “oh, no problem” and the vampire is like ???????????????? this was not the plan
Freshman Year:
Senior Year:
I wonder if many other people listen to music and imagine intense, dramatic, emotional movielike scenes with their favorite characters, or if I just have too much time on my hands