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my brother my brother and me

man victorian slang was fucking lethal

*lying on my velvet chaise lounge in my robe and slippers* sorry old chap, but i won’t be able to make it out tonight. i’m afraid i’ve got the morbs.

My favourite sentence is “bitch the pot, I’ve got the morbs” which means “pour me some tea, I’m depressed”

this is my favorite Star Wars post

If there’s a fetish there’s a totally spies episode dedicated to it

sorry but what in the FUCK are you talking about and why is this the first thing on my dash

i love when professors try to use modern slang to relate to students. my professor referred to the theater of pompey as “the place where caesar got vibe checked by a bunch of senators” and i lost it. 

love is fucking dead. valentines day used to mean something

This is my kind of propaganda

come on dude come outside its the month of the grape harvest.