May 2013
flutterlings:
the whole yahoo/tumblr thing is rly just like when a single dad marries a new woman and the kids get rebellious and are like “YOU’RE NOT MY REAL MOM”
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lets do a thing. reblog and add your city and...
ALASKA
New York, USA
Zagreb, Croatia
Dubai, UAE
Mississauga, Canada
Shanghai, China
Pisa, Italy
Longkou, China
Brisbane, Australia
University Place, USA
Salamanca, Spain
Cambridge, England
London, England
Siuntio, Finland
Edinburg, USA
Huddersfield, England
Rendsburg, Germany
Cardiff, Wales
Bridgeport,USA
Groningen, The Netherlands
Cody, USA
Antwerp, Belgium
Greenville, USA
Great Falls, USA
Ghent, Belgium
Sarajevo, Bosnia and Herzegovina
St.John's, Canada
Bourgas,Bulgaria
Terneuzen, The Netherlands
Berlin, Germany
Frankfurt/ Main, Germany
Brescia, Italy
Enschede, The Netherlands
Doetinchem, The Netherlands
Florence, Italy
Venice, Italy
Arras, France
Budapest, Hungary
Redding, USA
Peoria, USA
Perrysburg, USA
Washington, USA
Las Vegas, USA
Vancouver, Canada
Cologne, Germany
Jaworzno, Poland
Winnipeg, Canada
Durham, England
Tampere, Finland
Espoo, Finland
Tivoli, Italy
Capua, Italy
Napoli, Italy
Brighton,England
Norfolk, England
Belfast, Ireland
Stratham, USA
Canton USA
Our heater caught fire
isaisanisa:
So we had to call the apartment repair guys
They came
To our
Apartment.
oh god
iwillincendiotheheartoutofyou:
‘All the women in Doctor Who fall in love with the Doctor’
1. No they don’t
2. Just the women?
harrypottersmum:
I wish Professor McGonagall ended all her classes by snapping her fingers, saying “McGonagone” then strutting out.
lonelywhiteasian:
my dash is dead so i’m gonna liven it up with some fun, family-friendly text posts. let’s start this off, shall we? what’s brown and sticky?…. …. you guessed it…. … a stick! hahaha we’re all having fun here
superwholock-stuck:
MY BUS STOPPED AT A CROSSROADS ON GABRIEL STRT AND I WAS LISTENING TO CARRY ON MY WAYWARD SON THEN I LOOKED TO MY RIGHT AND THERE WAS A MOTHER FUCKING 67 CHEVY IMPALA I THINK I ACCIDENTLY SUMMONED A WINCHESTER
a-study-in-butts:
owlcitymordred:
stagdoeandfawn:
catully:
brigwife:
latitudeoctopus:
brigwife:
wait you mean you don’t use the word ‘fortnight’ in america???
Wait what? Then what do they use?
they don’t have a word
what do you mean they don’t have a word what kind of uncivilised people are they??
the fuck is a fortnight
It’s a word for ‘two weeks’
it’s a night where the...
(I’m running errands for my pregnant wife. While walking to a nearby store, I see two teenagers harassing a child that is only four or five years old. I shoo them away from the boy, and he introduces himself.)
Me: “So, where’s your mom at?”
Boy: “She’s in the store. Do you have kids?”
Me: “Not yet. We’re expecting a baby girl soon, though.”
Boy: “Well, she’s going to turn out nice, like you! So, I’m going to marry her someday!”
(I laugh, and play along while I bring him to the service desk, and wait until his mom picks him up. Six years later, my daughter comes home from school and introduces us to a friend that defended her against a bully on the playground. I didn’t recognize him, but he certainly knew who I was!)
allthingshyper:
amy-face:
S C R E A M I N G
Can we take a moment to appreciate the Owl City...
sevenplusfour:
When it rains outside
Facebook: 22 statuses
Twitter: 37 tweets
Instagram: 17 pictures of the sky
Tumblr: What is outside?
Avengers fandom: stop it, Thor.
Percy Jackson fandom: Zeus and Poseidon are fighting. Again.
Paramore fandom: ANd WHEN IT RAINS... ON THIS SIDE OF TOWN IT TOUCHES...EVERYTHING
Grey's Anatomy Fandom: Perfect Storm
Game of Thrones Fandom: Yes now the rains weep o'er his hall with not a soul to hear
Supernatural Fandom: At least something is falling from the sky besides Angels.
jaclcfrost:
I Want to Cosplay but I Do Not Know Which Character to Cosplay
I Want to Cosplay but I Am Afraid of How it Will Turn Out
I Want to Cosplay but I Do Not Have the Proper Funds or a Cosplay Group
the trilogy
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There is internet again and I shall celebrate by being online for approximately twelve more hours even though I really ought to go to bed