• british: american people are so annoying
  • chinese: american people are so annoying
  • mexicans: american people are so annoying
  • french: american people are so annoying
  • americans: we are so annoying
  • canadians: i fucking love maple syrup

devinleighbee:

devinleighbee:

And this is why Devin should not be allowed to pull all nighters. 

Ultimate Johnlock bros song. 

Lololol I think this is funnier after not seeing it for awhile. I think I got immune to the humor while making it 

zero1zero:

Look guys, with all this free time I’ve managed to put some yarn and knitting needles together and make myself a stylish hat! I even included some fire, you know, for piz-zazz!

(This is really just a desperate plea. I’m going stir crazy please someone entertain me or talk to me or anything)

(Image description: A man with a skein of yarn on his head. The yarn is wrapped around the skein and his head keeping it in place. Knitting needles are sticking straight up on either end of the skein, and the yarn holds a lit candle across his face, with the lit end away from his face. He is taking his photo in a mirror with a phone.)

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carryonmywaywardtardis:

sunflowernightmares:

littlemissev:

cyanyx:

dumbniion:

Patrick Stewart (Captain Jean-Luc Picard, Professor X) asks us about the letter B.

B

B

B

B

Zounds!

(via destanystar)

i heard this great joke on Sims once…

ba harmy putar?

GLARCH!

(via theuniversebleedsstardust)

dazko:

thor meets pikachu

requested by nettumbles

OMG YES

(via ebullientefflorescence)

aardenvark:

You guys, I made a thing!

Today I am overly bothered by Hiroshima. I had a small argument with a resident of the retirement community where I work about the appropriateness of health care paying for birth control. It got me thinking about the different view in the generations about the meaning of the sanctity of life, not just our views on sex.
This was not a good time for me to be reminded of Hiroshima. See, there’s another resident I knew was in the plane that dropped the bomb, but until today I didn’t know who it was. Tonight I was told who, and he’s one of the sweetest men I know. But I cannot consolidate this. In high school, we read first hand accounts of the bomb dropping, of the years of recovery for the victims. I cannot be bought with the pleasant thought that American soldiers were saved by it. Innocent civilians whose only crime was being born in that country in a time of war died by the thousands in a blink of an eye and just …
I need to walk away but I need to get this out. It’s gotten to the point where I’ve found healing from the horrors of the holocaust, I can discuss it and understand it while acknowledging the horrors, but I cannot heal from Hiroshima because it is so sudden, such a different kind of violence.

[Graphic Description: Gifsets showcasing a redwood forest at Henry Cowell park. There are shots of the trees, the clover, and the paths.]

r2d2fangirl:

aardenvark:

chirpofjoy:

Northern California is the absolute best.
So ready to go back for summer. 

This reminds me of Girl Scout camp.

This reminds me of my back yard