—Last night one of the bands was called “there’s always money in the banana stand”. Holy fuck
(via polemicotney)
His palms are sweaty, knees weak
arms spaghetti
there’s vomit on spaghetti already
mom’s spaghetti
He’s nervous, but on the surface he looks calm spaghetti
to drop bombs
but he keeps on spaghetti
(via kstewart)
and this portion of our segment is called “taking a milk bath starring me”
yo one time we filled a pinata with bagels and brought it to a birthday party and no one laughed when it broke open and the first bagel fell out like it was dead silent
(via hologrammy)
They should call these the lesbian awards.
Now, look at this:
That’s “Paul Mounet”, a french actor, who “died” in 1922.
His body never was found.
Then, look at this:
An unknown man, painted in 1530 by Parmigianino.
Compare them:
hahahahahhaha wait omg
(Source: vazerick)
I wonder if the young girls playing on the trampoline next door know that
- I can see them
- I can hear them singing You Can’t Stop The Beat from Hairspray
- they are really bad singers and
- I can probably get a YouTube-worthy video of them from my current position
gUYS I PUT ON MY COUSINS HOCKEY MASK AND STOOD AT THE WINDOW AND YELLED “STOP YOUR INFERNAL SINGSONG I’M TRYING TO MURDER HERE” AND THEY SCREAMED AND TRIED TO RUN AWAY AND ONE FELL OVER AND STARTED CRYING
Reblogging to show Scarlet in the morning. She’s gonna lose it.a child’s skull before losing baby teeth
that’s so fucking disgusting what the
I make poorly paper mache’d girraffes like its no ones business!
Happy Birthday, friends.