Right Across From Warhol's Factory

The universal human experience of packing underwear for a vacation like you’re going to shit yourself every day

“Look at this snake!  He’s grumpy!”  Well, Steve Irwin, if a cloud giant ten hundred times the size of G-d picked me up I think I would probably be grumpy too

[blushing] “he said i was gorgeous”

Look, if it’s a real ghost, the busters get custody. If it’s just a real estate developer in a costume it’s out of their jurisdiction so we gotta hand things off to these meddling kids and their dog.

How is it that the ghostbusters get first crack at it in your mind? How many mysteries have they solved? You got any idea how much shit they’d get in for frying some disgruntled insurance salesman with a metric fuckton of nuclear plasma, killing him instantly? No, fam–the scooby gang’s going in first, and if it turns out it’s a legit ghost, they call in the ‘busters to SWAT its ass. That’s how it works.

This is like order of operations but for supernatural shit instead of math

No offence, but Alan Turing didn't kick the Nazis' collective ass for you to run around saying that you're too gay to learn mathematics.

Have you thanked Alan Turing (1912 - 1954), atheist and homossexual, the father of modern computer science, today?

Reblog if you have thanked Alan Turing today

video starts circulating on the holonet filmed by three twi'lek performers howling laughing above the sound of pounding club music over an extremely drunk off-duty clone trooper covered in body glitter exactly recreating the choreography from a very raunchy hit-music video on the center-floor pole and NO ONE can figure out who the hell it is because its so dark and the girls are shaking laughing. But there's glitter in the coruscant guard barrack's shower room and everyone is going INSANE trying to solve this mystery