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I SEE YOU ON MY DASH SO OFTEN THAT I JUST ASSUMED I WAS FOLLOWING YOU BUT I GUESS I WASNT

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biggest-gaudiest-patronuses:

superphanwolfie:

biggest-gaudiest-patronuses:

cat-dog77:

biggest-gaudiest-patronuses:

biggest-gaudiest-patronuses:

i hear this so often 

REBLOG IF THIS HAPPENED TO YOU

You’re literally always on my dash and I just now realized that I wasn’t following you ???? like what????

I just laughed at this thinking ‘man how could you not realize your following them!’ Then I realized I’m not following you either but I always thought I was.

Sorry.

glumshoe:

glumshoe:

Another Forbidden Texture: those frosted, semi-translucent colorful plastic cups with the grainy surface texture.

Absolute hell. The fact that I lack a long proboscis after being served fluids in cups like these when visiting other people’s houses disproves Lamarckism.

Oh shit, and special acknowledgement of those microfiber towels meant for cleaning windows and glasses. Horrific.

rrozeselavy:

thebraveandmischievous:

rrozeselavy:

so the thing about my family is that we have two ancestors on my dad’s side who were buried in france, where I currently live. one died in the spanish civil war, and one died prior doing…we don’t know what. but he somehow managed to get buried in père lachaise. 

so anyhow, my gran sends me a message like “pls put flowers on ur uncle samuel’s grave because he’s gone over a century with none and it will make the ghost mad if he hasn’t already” because my family spends time in europe but never long enough to go all the way to père lachaise and give ya boy samuel jr. his death rites. so im like “ok gran I can do that” bc im a good grandson and you do not fuck with gran she doesn’t DESERVE THAT 

i figure out which plot he’s on and ask someone specifically where you can find uncle samuel jr. and they tell me where and so I arrive at the junction and. 

HE GONE. 

WHERE DID YOU GO UNCLE SAMUEL. 

*celine dion’s smash hit “my heart will go on” playing in the distance* 

in other words either someone stole my entire great great uncle samuel or he has risen again, ready to party in paris for all of eternity. 

You’re pretty chill about a corpse disappearing.

My guy, my dude, he’s been dead since 1851. He could be anywhere. He does what he wants.

elodieunderglass:

thornhands:

kookychicken:

blurrydawgo:

absolxguardian:

general-george-washington:

absolxguardian:

general-george-washington:

It just occurred to me that people do not know about what some people make chicken coops out of and it’s a Shame

Please, enlighten us

So the thing with chickens are, they are adaptable and frankly, do not care.

you

can

use

just

about

anything

Here are some more that I like:

This is amazing. I have been blessed by this knowledge

@kookychicken

AAAAAAAAAAA

@elodieunderglass

thank you so much for tagging me! I love this!