if you think having thick hair is a blessing youre wrong
Forget it notalegalmidget I’ve seen (and envied) your gorgeous flowing shiny wavy locks. You won the genetic lottery! I have no sympathy when your hair dresser has to schedule an extra half hour to blow dry you. If there were a supreme being they blessed you and now have a picture of your hair on their mantel with the other fantastic things they created on the other six days.
Eeeeeeee… . He’s fangirling himself!
We don’t blame you, Tom.
Nope, not at all.
There’s a lot of parts of my life that have been blown to shit and suck right now and I’m sorry I haven’t posted anything cool in a while. I know a lot of times people thank the people who follow them (and believe me I love you y’all) but right now I love the people I follow. Thank you so much for giving me laughter, and pictures to lust after, and art that I can wonder over. Basically, THANK YOU for being awesome and giving so much of your time and creativity to the world beyond your circle.
I will never get over the inequality that men’s jackets have inside pockets and women’s jackets don’t.
I have nowhere to put my sonic screwdriver.
or my fake fbi badge
Or my pocket magnifying glass
or my wand
or my psychic paper
Or my precious
I lost it at my precious
so did smeageol
Have we forgotten about the wonders of the bra? True, there’s no way to pull anything out in public and still look classy but I’ve been through airport security, got the full pat down everywhere except the two front cups that could have been hiding everything on this list plus my cell phone and car keys.
Canada has a fandom, ay?
my mom refused to buy me ice cream because she said we need to go on a diet but she just walked in on me making a chocolate milkshake out of ice and cocoa powder and i saw it. i saw the fear in her eyes. im adapting and she knows that i will soon be unstoppable
This is one of those wonderful moments as a parent when you realize you are an asshole who is passing along all the nasty hurtful things you were told as a child and made to believe. But, luckily, your child sees shallow shit for what it is and chooses to be happy.
I CAN’T FEEL MY LEGS
I went to Disney World yesterday for the first time since I was eight. Immediately I went to buy a Peter Pan cap. Pan has been my favorite Disney movie since I was two. After I found my cap and went on a few rides I went around looking for Peter. Once I found him I waited in line to get my picture, which probably looked odd seeing as I am sixteen years old and 5”8, standing in line next to a bunch of six year olds. Once I got up there, he saw my cap and said “Defending the park from Hook while I’m off duty?” I replied “yes, I hope I’m doing a good job!”
That was around the time he noticed the scars on my wrists. He kinda gave me a look in my eyes and said “you okay?” I told him, “well Peter, you’d know better than anyone how tough it is to grow up.” And he looked at me and whispered, “Neither of us are grown up yet. We might have gotten older over the years, but we haven’t forgotten what it’s like.”
Then he told me, “since we’re both from Neverland, and you’re my partner in crime, stand back to back with me, and cross your arms. We’ve got to do the signature pose!”
I know the guy who dresses up as Peter Pan for Disney doesn’t realize this, but all that he did for me in the five minutes I met him made me feel happier than I’ve felt in months. I felt like a child again, and feeling like a child is pretty great sometimes.
I’m not ready to grow up yet.
This is so beautiful.
Choose your fandom starter :).
Kid had homework to learn about how oil spills are cleaned up. The kid had to have a cup of water then drop a tablespoon of oil in the cup. The goal was they had to clean up as much of the oild as possible. It was suggested they try mopping up the spill with cotton, paper towels, and detergent.
I, however, remember when Cleveland, Ohio managed to set Lake Erie on fire because of all the chemicals being dumped in the Cuyahoga River. I told kid to stand back, I got a lighter and torched the oil floating on top of the water.
Success! There was very little oil left in the cup. Downside - kid’s teacher now thinks I’m insane! Don’t care, I got to play with fire all in the name of science.
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