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Mike Huttlestone: Kiss Monster

So this is a very accurate depiction of tumblr, but why are you advertising tumblr on tumblr. We already know about tumblr. We already like tumblr. We know about the guys in the Pikachu zentai suits

that is a BOLD we in that last sentence

Please always remember this very important video. 

the GRINCH X TONY THE TIGER Fanfic is live on ao3! hope this causes you all tremendous distress 😘

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actual real things about this fic:

I am sending this to all my friends gaud.

there are over 300 comments on the fic so far, and i’m reading all of them, and i have to say my favorite comments on the ones where people are sharing this with family and friends. sometimes out of spite, sometimes earnestly. 

thank you for spreading me around like the invasive fungus i so truly am

I submitted it to my english teacher (our assignment was to find a well written work to share on the internet)

…I am absolutely frothing at the mouth to know your teacher’s response please

this is it

this was beyond my wildest dreams actually much thanks

UPDATE:

i am having the BEST month

I’m dying I was not prepared for this

hey I just wanted to mention the fact that this was a catholic school. just in case this wasn’t wild enough already. the disciplinary officer was a fucking nun

i am now feral. i have gone feral. i am leaning a little pile of stick again a tree, soon i will nap beneath them, they will collapse on me during the next rainstorm

I’m sorry.  Getting a nun to read THE Tony the Tiger x Grinch Fanfic is the best thing ever.  This person wins at life.  Game over.  We have all lost to the person who got a nun to read that fic.

A NUN WAS FORCED TO READ MY CRACK FIC I AM A BROKEN BEING

Thirty seconds ago I was laughing so hard, breathing was a challenge. Now I just can’t stop grinning, which is progress.

Sent to disciplinary without even reading it first?

They were really having nun of it, huh?

Ted: Keeley, truth or dare?

Keeley: Dare!

Ted: I dare you to kiss the hottest person in the room.

Keeley: Hey, Roy?

Roy, blushing: *grunts*

Keeley: Can you move? I'm trying to get to Rebecca.

Ted Lasso: How was the honeymoon?

Keeley Jones: Roy, got drunk and tried to set our marriage certificate on fire.  He said, “good luck trying to return me without the receipt”.

Sure i’ll reblog that

reblog this to give whoever u rb’d this from a lil smiley face sticker on their cheek

she knocked that smug look off my face but luckily i was wearing a second, smaller smug look underneath

This post is so incredibly dumb and everytime I come across it I just can’t help but laugh. This site is just magical. Where else will you get this nonsense?

Millennial Sisyphus keeps entering all the information from his resume into the web form, only for it to delete everything when he tries to move to the next page. He just goes back and types it all up again, over and over again, forever, and he never gets a job.

Millennial Tantalus has been promised that his unpaid internship will become a paid position as soon as the company has space for him. Every week he sees their new job posting. Every week he asks his boss if he can have a real job. The boss shrugs apologetically and says he’ll just have to make do with being paid in experience a little longer. He goes back and keeps working, over and over again, forever, and he never reaches the fruits of his labors.

Millennial Persephone can’t get a job without a degree, but because she had to take out loans to pay for college, she must spend 1/3 of her life working just to pay them off.

Millennial Cassandra’s title is Social Media Coordinator, she was hired to be the expert, but every time she tries to explain the problems in her company’s social media decisionmaking, the managers don’t listen…and end up hiring expensive PR flacks to repair the damage to their reputation when things blow up exactly as she predicted.

Millennial Medusa uses multiple shades of primer and opaque foundation to cover the scars snaking across her face, hiding the bruises, aligning the asymmetry in her broken nose and jaw. Red matte on the lips, green shimmer on the lids. Flawless liner on the first try. She’s had lots and lots of practice. She films her transformation in secret for all to see and learn, and again, men are turned to anonymous stone faces screaming in horror. “Liar!” “Witch!” “Take her swimming on the first date!” These words do not discourage her. These words are a challenge. GlamGorgonXx posts another video.

Millennial Prometheus uploads another PDF to his site. He’s lost track of the printing and edition of this textbook. He knows they just rearranged some of chapters then charge 150 dollars per copy, and the professor wrote the book himself. the ZIP fills uploads successfully, and he starts uploading the next one. He isn’t afraid of the potential lawsuit. knowledge shouldn’t held out of reach like this. 

Millennial Circe screenshots all the lewd messages she gets from men on online dating sites and posts them on her very popular Instagram along with their pictures and usernames. When people accuse her of attempting to destroy their reputations, she insists she’s just revealing them for the pigs they truly are.

Millennial Odysseus is starting to suspect there’s something wrong with his GPS…

@nighthawkes

“Places to Rest” by Garfunkel & Oates [X]

Can we talk about how gr8 it is that tog made it EXPLICITLY clear that Joe and Nicky fuck??? Like they really left nothing up to the imagination. You think the romance has gotten stale? You think it’s even slightly possible these two don’t love each other?? Nope, his kiss still thrills after a millennia, his touch ignites a passion which you cannot comprehend, these two immortals are HORNY and you cannot stop them.

@boutiquetraveltravelboutique’s tags: #also very important to note the comic version ‘his body TO THIS DAY awakens a passion you will never know’ #just casually ‘you WISH you got dicked down this good. get fucking rekt xoxo -Joe’ 👌👌👌👌

Years ago back when I worked in cubicle land, we were hiring junior software developers. They didn’t have to have a ton of experience, just a willingness to learn, and some demonstration of their software skills. Like: show me a program you wrote (any language) or a web site you designed. Anything.

And there was this one guy I talked with who seemed super sharp, but had virtually zero experience writing software. When it came time to do the show-n-tell part of the interview he whips out his laptop, brings up a website, and spins it around to show me what he made.

A website of tiny ceramic frogs.

Not for sale. Just… all these ceramic frogs, organized into categories. Frogs on bicycles, frogs with hats, frogs sitting on lily pads. It was a virtual museum of ceramic frogs in web form.

I scrolled through his online collection of frogs, slightly baffled.

“This is your website?” I asked finally.

“Yep!”

“You coded this yourself?” I popped into view-source mode and poked around some incredibly well-formatted, well-commented html. I nodded slowly. This guy was meticulous.

“Yep!”

“So… where’d all the frogs come from?”

“I made those too,” he says, beaming. 

And while I’m processing this he rummages in his bag and pulls out a little ceramic frog working at a computer terminal. He places it on the table before us, next to the laptop.

“And THIS one,” he says, “I made for you! As a thank you for the interview.”

It was adorable. I hired him on the spot. I mean, why not? Worst case he’d wash out in 90 days and we’d hire somebody else. He turned out to be one of the best developers on our team. 

And yes, his cubicle was loaded with ceramic frogs.

This was my music video entry at SPNOrl 2018. It didn’t even make the top finalists, but I love it and wanted to share.