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I reblog all kinds of things. Also, be prepared for occasional personal stuff.

Current Main Fandoms:
Sherlock | Pokémon | Glee | WTNV | Hetalia | Godzilla

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dekutree:

where the fuck is the bartender

  #selkeesti daisyläinen kisu  

benbenny:

x

equestrianchicpoverty:

equestrianchicpoverty:

gallop-to-heaven:

coloradocowgirlforchrist:

IT’S TRANSPARENT.

everyone needs Spirit on their blog.

every time someone reblogs this you see that notification in the corner with a tiny galloping spirit so pls keep it up guyz

makin a herd on my blog no shame

equestrianchicpoverty:

equestrianchicpoverty:

gallop-to-heaven:

coloradocowgirlforchrist:

IT’S TRANSPARENT.

everyone needs Spirit on their blog.

every time someone reblogs this you see that notification in the corner with a tiny galloping spirit so pls keep it up guyz

makin a herd on my blog no shame

awwww-cute:

Her look right after yawning

awwww-cute:

Her look right after yawning

keiggy:

Look at his fucking legs He doesn’t even fucking fit in the fucking kart I’m gonna D I E

keiggy:

Look at his fucking legs
He doesn’t even fucking fit in the fucking kart I’m gonna D I E

  #wOW  

slytheringsnake:

my sister just tried to ask me if i wanted to go to bed but instead it came out “Do you need to use the sleep?”

and then she just kinda looked really horrified at herself and whispered

"Maybe i need to use the sleep"

platinumdeath:

princerits:

Deer Prince

my god

professorfangirl:

prokopetz:

This is the one time of year that I love wasps.
Not because the wasps themselves get any nicer. They’re horrid little creatures year round. No, it’s because I have a couple of big apple trees out back, and late August, early September is when the apples start ripening.
Now, if you don’t harvest your own fruit, there are two things you need to know about apples.
The first thing you need to know about apples is that, when apples get ripe, they tend to fall from the tree at the slightest breeze.
I often work late at the office; by the time I get home, there are piles of apples scattered everywhere - and sure enough, the wasps are out in force, gorging themselves on the fruit. When I go to clean up the windfallen apples, the wasps naturally do the “rawr, I’ma fuck you up!” routine for which wasps are known.
The second thing you need to know about apples is that they ferment very rapidly in the late August heat.
So: the wasps try to come at me, but they’re too drunk to fly. They get about an inch off the ground, then faceplant directly into the turf, flip over onto their backs, and lay there, legs twitching in the air as they try in vain to find something to sting.
Perhaps I’m a man of simple pleasures, but I bust up laughing every. single. time.
Fucking wasps.

I tried to reblog this with a witty tag, but Tumblr took it as serious advice:

professorfangirl:

prokopetz:

This is the one time of year that I love wasps.

Not because the wasps themselves get any nicer. They’re horrid little creatures year round. No, it’s because I have a couple of big apple trees out back, and late August, early September is when the apples start ripening.

Now, if you don’t harvest your own fruit, there are two things you need to know about apples.

The first thing you need to know about apples is that, when apples get ripe, they tend to fall from the tree at the slightest breeze.

I often work late at the office; by the time I get home, there are piles of apples scattered everywhere - and sure enough, the wasps are out in force, gorging themselves on the fruit. When I go to clean up the windfallen apples, the wasps naturally do the “rawr, I’ma fuck you up!” routine for which wasps are known.

The second thing you need to know about apples is that they ferment very rapidly in the late August heat.

So: the wasps try to come at me, but they’re too drunk to fly. They get about an inch off the ground, then faceplant directly into the turf, flip over onto their backs, and lay there, legs twitching in the air as they try in vain to find something to sting.

Perhaps I’m a man of simple pleasures, but I bust up laughing every. single. time.

Fucking wasps.

I tried to reblog this with a witty tag, but Tumblr took it as serious advice:

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devilofkoga:

small thanks for all the followers!