i like boring things
Need more safari zone people .w.

akakia:

COME TO ME.

BE MY FRIEND.

3539-9652-0184

(Just reblog with your code plz <3 )

2320-6357-8265 (leslie) 

2509-1507-5692 (arthur)

Pokemons is what I does.

2320-6357-8265 (leslie) Ghost

2509-1507-5692 (arthur) Bug

One Last Friend Code Call!

spear-of-longinus:

Heyo!  Friend codes, friends!  If you gave me yours, I added it back!

Here’s mine: 4640-0397-6384 (Dante)

Here’s my girlfriend’s: 1822-0214-1567 (Ting) 

We’ll immediately friend code you back!

Whaddya say?

2320-6357-8265 (leslie)

2509-1507-5692 (arthur)

immaculate-imagination:

shmeards:

gods-nips:

I AM SO FUCKING DONE WITH THIS WEBSITE LIKE I CANNOT.

I’VE BEEN LAUGHING FOR LIKE 5 MINUTES STRAIGHT.

Always reblog

lmaoo

thedudevondoom:

coelasquid:

werewolf1992:

whiteboyfriend:

NPR posted an article with a title asking why people don’t read anymore, but the content was just an April Fools joke. Then people started to embarrass themselves.

(gawker)

This is brilliant

I wish I could say I was surprised.

"My brain’s good"

This is how you April Fools.

bryedeadned:

I reckon I’m at level 6.

Level 6 looks about right. With some level ∞ thrown in.

Animal Lover

On the Way (to Oklahoma)
The tiger noticed the man. Usually, she paid little attention to the Humans outside her cage, but this man was different.
For the others, the tiger was only one stop in an idle, meandering tour - a minor distraction in the lives of bored humans. But the man did more than look. He did more than stare. He burned. It was as if the tiger was the only other living being inhabiting his world, and the secret sum of his being was solely reserved for her. How could she not notice.
He was there every day, immediately after the zoo opened. Always in the same spot, leaning against the outer fence, peering intently between the bars. But omnipresence has a weird way of becoming wallpaper, and soon his sight faded into the fringes of the cat’s consciousness. Maybe the man sensed that he was losing her attention, or maybe the rhythm of his unseen passion reached a new plateau, or maybe he just snapped, but one night everything changed.
The zoo had closed several hours earlier and the tiger was sleeping when she heard an odd noise - a scratching, scrambling sound. Curious, she rose from her bedding and gravitated towards the noise. Immediately she recognized the man, and immediately she knew something was wrong. He had climbed the outer fence, he had blood on his hands and mouth, and he was bringing something to her.
The man’s brazen entrance unnerved the big cat and, awkwardly she backed into a corner, intently watching his approach. Smiling strangely, the human reached out and pushed something towards her. Something that looked like a stringy, dirty and fur covered piece of meat - and smelled like a dog. Suddenly, the lights came on and several more men appeared, screaming and shouting at the shocked dog meat man. Surprised, he dropped his present and tried to run, but he was caught and quickly taken away. He never returned. No human had ever offered dog meat to the tiger before. In a funny way she missed him.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-9LsCc2XgJw

Olive and Gray
It was a hot day -  like the day before and the day before that, as far back as the dog could remember. But, if the pounding oppression of dog days was not enough, the milk of human kindness always seemed to sour with the rising heat. Early in the morning the dog could usually beg a few scraps of food, and always in the evening, when the cool breeze had taken the edge away from the afternoon’s long and relentless roast. But during the middle of the day he knew his place. The kicking feet, screaming voices and rocks thrown in his direction had delivered their message too many times. The cur was a street dog, and street dogs always avoid shuffling feet and rising tempers when the sun turns asphalt into black butter.

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There is an animated version of Rosemary&#8217;s Baby?

There is an animated version of Rosemary’s Baby?

white-limo:

It saddens me everyday that I will never get to see Ween live…

again

coelasquid:

Thanks pokemon


I tried to name my Flareon Evee Burnee but i couldn&#8217;t because it seems that Burne is Testicles in French. I couldn&#8217;t name my Staravia Spike because of Kike. Sometimes the filter is stupid.

coelasquid:

Thanks pokemon

I tried to name my Flareon Evee Burnee but i couldn’t because it seems that Burne is Testicles in French. I couldn’t name my Staravia Spike because of Kike. Sometimes the filter is stupid.