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schmergo:

I want a movie about a guy who runs for president and wins but then suddenly realizes that he doesn’t want to be president, so he just starts doing ridiculous things all the time trying to get impeached, but it NEVER WORKS because they always miraculously end up being the right thing to do. Like, he declares war on Canada? Next day it turns out that Canada had secret plans to nuke Washington. he bans Doritos? Turns out theyr’e the number one cause of cancer and natural disasters. He sends his vice president to jail? Turns out the VP was a terrorist in disguise. He has 100% approval rating, most popular president ever.

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aobas-cumface:

My 13 year old sister got asked out as a joke today. She’s now locked herself in her room crying. I swear to god this is the most fucked up thing ever. She won’t speak to me or my mom and she’s blasting Taylor Swift but you can still hear her crying.

If you ask someone out as a joke, fuck you, you are literally the scum of the earth.

This happens to girls (so far I’ve only seen girls have this problem) who are deemed ugly or gross and unattractive. It’s a disgusting thing to happen. These are CHILDREN being hurt for no reason other than, “It’s a joke!!”

lemme tell you a story

in 3rd grade on april fool’s day we did minor things like tell jokes (”i poopde on the floor, april fools!) and never went past that.

however, as i was walking down the hallway, my 10th grade friend got asked out by the deemed hottest girl in 10th grade
later at lunch he got spaghetti thrown all over him and an egg thrown at him
he pretty much had a meltdown in the bathroom and didnt come out until 3 hours after school was over
this doesnt just happen to girls.

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sherekahnsgirl:
“blizzardofjj:
“The man who put plain rocks in a box and sold them for $3.95 as “pets,” igniting a 1970’s fad, has passed.
Gary Ross Dahl, the creator of the wildly popular 1970s fad the Pet Rock, died at age 78 in southern...

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blizzardofjj:

The man who put plain rocks in a box and sold them for $3.95 as “pets,” igniting a 1970’s fad, has passed.        

Gary Ross Dahl, the creator of the wildly popular 1970s fad the Pet Rock, died at age 78 in southern Oregon.        

  The smooth stones came packed in a cardboard box containing a tongue-in-cheek instruction pamphlet for “care and feeding.” Dahl estimated he had sold 1.5 million by the time the fad fizzled. Befitting the self-absorbed era that bore it, the Pet Rock required no work and no time commitment.        

My pet rock died because I took it for granite.

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laughing-llama:

slytherin-starkid-of-tardis:

phinflynn:

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“Ah, Perry the platypus!”

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“What an unexpected -“

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“WAIT, WAIT, WAIT!”

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“You’re trapped!”

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“By societal convention!”

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“Look! We’re in a fine dining environment. Everyone knows not to throw a scene in a fancy restaurant!”

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“That’s right. You’re trapped. Sit down.”

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This show is fucking brilliant.

did everyone else read that in his voice

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A Summary of Les Mis Songs

Look Down:
*rhythmic and dramatic grunting*
At The End Of The Day:
everyday is a shit day
I Dreamed A Dream:
life goals
Lovely Ladies:
the immediate shielding song (but so catchy)
Who Am I:
i must question who i am. i am a number.
The Confrontation:
surprise bitch. bet you thought you saw the last of me.
Castle On A Cloud:
dream house
Master Of The House:
LET'S GET TURNT
Stars:
i must get the bread man
Red/Black:
pretty boys who sing about justice
Do You Hear The People Sing:
WE'RE GONNA WRECK SHIT. FOR THE PEOPLE.
In My Life:
cosette, you're such a lonely child
A Heart Full Of Love:
hi girl behind fence i like you
One Day More:
SHIT WILL HAPPEN TOMORROW!
On My Own:
notice me senpai
A Little Fall Of Rain:
i like you marius. *dies*
Bring Him Home:
i need to make cosette happy this boy seems to do it
Empty Chairs at Empty Tables:
where are my friends. oh they're dead.
Epilogue:
*intense crying*