I had a hermit crab and a dollhouse…..
SWEET BABY JESUS I THOUGHT IT WAS A NORMAL HOUSE AND YOU HAD SOME SORT OF HUGE ASS CRUSTACEAN LIVING IN IT AND I ALMOST PASSED OUT
It’s okay, like 12 other people thought that
OH MY GOOOOOOOOOD
LOOK AT THE BABY
ahaha i was like “wait since when do coconut crabs wear shells” at first
id like to thank my mum for paying for my sik new tats
or Microsoft paint for having text boxes and black font -_-
these are as real as my burning passion for khaki shorts and windmilling in mosh pits
Dad’s gotten 1000% better talking about periods since we started using Shark Week euphemisms:
"Ah, it’s Shark Week?" = "Ah, you started your period?"
"Harpoons on deck?" = "Do you have enough pads/tampons/etc?"
"Chum stocks are holding?" = "Do you need chocolate/midol?"
"Supplies are low cap’n" = "Yes, please."
"What kind (of shark) is it?" = "How do you feel?"
- "It’s a Nurse Shark" = "I’m fine/not bad"
- "GREAT WHITE OFF THE STARBOARD BOW" = "FUCKING OW"
Birds Of A Feather | by Claire Rosen.
A brilliant live portrait series by Claire Rosen featuring vintage wallpaper backdrops to accentuate and highlight the colors of each bird, which range from the common Parakeet to the exotic Hyacinth Macaw.
As seen on: Honestly WTF.
Why I follow the Rock on Facebook part II.
Hannibal AU, in which Hannibal is really bad at playing instruments.
If there’s anything else…
So I was writing a small paper in Microsoft Word and the program suddenly crashed (I saved a couple minutes before, thank god) and I get this message in the corner of my screen two seconds afterward
what the fuck
Can we please just have a talk about the scenery from Tekkonkinkreet for a second.