I'm so much gayer than I thought

the Kim Possible movie, the She-Ra reboot and the Thundercats reboot are proof that if you make previously sexualized characters a little bit more respectable and age appropriate, horny grown men will have an uproar

my new roommate’s best friend literally says “we’ll just go out for one drink” on a weeknight, goes to a club, has ONE drink while everyone else is getting to it, and then tells everyone when it’s time to go home so they can actually make it to class in the morning and I’m genuinely terrified by the amount of self control she has

saying you’ll just have one drink at the club on a school night and then following through and getting up for class the next day demonstrates the exact level of resolve it took to amputate your own arm on an 18th century battlefield

*lipsyncs britney’s entire deluxe edition circus album*

you guys have that in common

לפחות בארומה יש דברים שאפשר לאכול

y'all just got BURNED

ארומה, ריבר וקופיקס הם הholy trinity של מקומות אוכל בישראל

כעובד ריבר אני יכול להגיד לכם במאה אחוז שאין שום דבר קדוש בריבר

hey its me pandora, welcome to my new unboxing video

“call out for the god of wealth, he’s never given me 300 silver coins because he’s mean” —Hipponax of Ephesos, sixth century BC

“hold my jacket i’m about to fight Boupalos” —also Hipponax of Ephesos

6th century BC Twitter

im about to get so tan you guys 

- Icarus’s last words 

PLEASE DO I LOVE THIS MOVIE IT’S ON NETFLIX AND IT’S SUPER CUTE

my perfect crime? I memorize the entirety of the macy’s store inventory. I then go on aliexpress.com and find exact replicas of every single purse in the store. I break in at 3am, and replace every purse with a cheaper version of the purse. I take my real purses home and open up an online store on the darknet featuring fake purses. I then sell these real purses as fake purses, making it so that when the feds catch on to my antics, they spend countless years trying to figure out who can replicate purses this well, and who is selling them. Soon an entire division of the FBI is dedicated to finding me and figuring out how my “fake” purses appear to be real. 45 years later they finally trace my ip address and break into my villa in texas and shoot me right in the leg when i attempt to flee. While this would normally not be a fatal wound, due to my constant devotion to my online fake real purse storefront i have suffered an iron deficiency for 35 years. My blood can’t clot and I start to bleed out. Turns out the woman who shot me was a girl who i made out with once in college, and she holds my dying body in her arms and asks me how my fake purses were so real. I spend the last moments of my fleeting life telling her about how every five years i break into a different Macy’s and replace all the purses, and that the purses I have been selling online for a severely discounted price were actually all real, and I have been doing this purely for the gag of it all. When my former college girlfriend gets home from work after rightfully murdering me for my crimes, she goes into her walk in closet, looks at the 13 gucci purses she owns, and realizes that they’re all fakes.

this passed the bechdel test

duck a baby