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ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME
*clicks play in morbid curiosity*
*hammers reblog button*
I think I find this post every April Fools Day and I am so happy that I do
I’M DEACTIVATING
I was so into this from start to finish yas queen Rick sing
Allow me to introduce you to a Mr. Mitt Romney. A haphazard skew of a man, whose political career, much like his wit, is an act of uncomfortable brevity. To his immediate right is a door-to-door salesman, of sorts, whose peddled wares are more than just stowed encyclopedias or finely crafted Tupperware. Mr. Romney is about to learn that legacies aren’t built with the brick and mortar of intentions, but of deeds. Dip your quill and get ready to sign. Your dotted line: The Twilight Zone.
i have this month’s glamour. THEY REALLY THINK GEAR SHIFTS ARE A MENORAH
I’M SCREAMING
wat D:
part of me refused to believe that a mainstream magazine could really misidentify gear shifts cuff links as menorah cuff links and advertise them as an appropriate hanukkah gift, but no, the goyim have gone and done it.
Doesn’t everyone light their menorahs from neutral to overdrive? Traditionnnnnn….. TRADITION
the eight days of hannukah: neutral, reverse, first, second, third, fourth, overdrive, and oil change
you should not have to rip yourself into pieces to keep others whole
Pizza saves lives. 🍕 (via abc news / thesonofprince)
I am both touched and also horrified that Papa Johns could do what the emergency services apparently could not
Well, sure. If a pizza delivery driver doesn’t do their job, they get fired.
Nothing sums up the experience of working in the service industry like the fact that a hurricane was not a good enough reason to call in to work
Who is gonna hold my hair while I vomit? :D
I feel like nobody ever gives Green Day credit for how brave they are. These guys have guts. They were the only artists at the AMAs who had the courage to all out drag Donald Trump, the President-elect, on national television. Everyone else either danced around the topic or made awkward jokes about it but it was only Green Day who came out, guns blazing and hands in the air, and screamed “NO TRUMP, NO KKK, NO FACIST USA!!”
Reblogging again because you can never have enough Nazi flag ripping on your blog.
hoods off
this is what happens when i get carried away with makeup…
WHAT
@cmdrshepard PLEASE LOOK AT THIS SHIT
punished (venom) mcqueen
I can’t believe Lightning McQueen is fucking dead
cars but FUCKED UIP
@spartanlady16 they pushed back the incredibles for this and i hope you’re FUCKING PLEASED
“we need another Cars movie.”
“Okay.”
“no more bright colors. it should be dramatic.”
“well... i mean sure, but-”
“make it super gritty.”
“...um.”
“and realistic.”
“sir, they’re talking cars.”
“CHILDREN M UST SUFF ER”
The Most Regal, Friendly and Fluffy Kitten In The World Is Named Aurora
Aurora is a unique and elegant cat with pristine snow white fur and sparkling blue eyes.
So majestic! 😻 -Emily
I agree with Emily.
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This is a great story of acceptance. Think society needs to hear more of these types of stories.
I was six the first time I went to disney world. It was also the first time I met my step family in florida. See, my grandfather had three wives in his lifetime, and the third wife was the only one I ever met. She had five kids when they married, and moved to Hawaii from the Phillipines. Now jump forward, my dad’s step siblings have families of their own, including my uncle Jett, who married a native hawaiian woman, and had two beautiful daughters.
Back to that first trip to disney. I was six, my sister was ten, and our smack in the middle of that age difference was my cousin Malia at age eight. She, and her younger sister Bella, both took hula classes, because their mother wanted them to stay close to their roots, despite the distance of having moved to florida. We were all pretty young, but we knew enough that the princesses at disney world were actresses in costume.
“How cool would it be to play a princess at one of these parks?” I had said after a long day in the magic kingdom. “I wanna do that one day.”
“Who would you play?” Bella had asked.
“I don’t know. Belle maybe. She’s the only one with brown hair other than snow white, and mulan, and I could never play either of them.”
“Yeah, but you don’t really look like Belle either. Your noses are to different.” Malia had cut in, and I shrugged it off, knowing It’d never happen anyway.
“What about you guys? Who would you play?” I asked them, unaware that there was no answer to that.
“We don’t look like any of them either. There are no princesses from where we’re from.” So we all settled on the sad belief that none of us would ever get to be disney princesses.
Years pass, and I decide that one day I would help write a movie for a princess from either the phillipines, or the polynesian islands, so my cousins could become princesses. Because they held on to that dream. It might have been harder for them to let go of it, because they lived so close to disney.
Now it’s 2014, and Malia has just been hired as a dancer, at the polynesian resort at disney. She started as a swing, and in two years worked her way up to a featured dancer. It helped that she was of polynesian decent.
About a year ago it was announced that disney would be releasing a movie featuring their first polynesian princess, and my cousins & I were all excited, but none of us had high hopes. We all figured they’d make her look more like Rapunzel, the way Anna and Elsa had.
Fast forward a few months. They have just released the first look at moana.
I text my cousin as soon as I see it.
“Did you see Moana?”
“No, why?” I send her the picture above, and a minute later I get a call. “SHE LOOKS LIKE ME! I LOOK LIKE HER!” Malia is screaming into the phone with unabashed enthusiasm. She couldn’t believe that a disney princess bore such a resemblance to her.
Yesterday, 11/16/16, my cousin began her new job at disney world, and I couldn’t be happier that her dream of ten years had been realized.
This is why representation matters. This is one of many reasons why Moana is so important.
Congratulations Malia. I can’t wait to come down and say Mahalo
OH MY GOODNESS
TURTLENECK WITH EXTENDED SLEEVES FROM ANN DEMEULEMEESTER
i tie the ends of the sleeves shut and fill them with rocks if anyone tries to stop me i start swinging
