zondawave:

Some silly memes I made to make the Baldur’s Gate 3 brainrot go away (it got worse)

professionalchaoticdumbass:

professionalchaoticdumbass:

its labor day where the fuck is homestar runner

gotta do everything my damn self around here

gowns:

gowns:

if anyone wants to hear me talking about the writing in the barbie movie hit the heart button (i will be fair)

ok let’s go (spoilers ahead)

Keep reading

motherfucker-von-esquire:

pokeprint:

look at her son

Artist

@demilypyro

calware:

calware:

polishbarnowl:

calware:

calware:

calware:

sweet-soul-brotha:

calware:

calware:

funny phrases to use when something goes wrong instead of jokingly saying “i’m going to kms”:

• i’m going to kill god
• i’m going to delete my blog
• i’m going to explode
• i’m going to blow up this entire website
• i’m going to become the joker
• this is going to be my villain origin story

feel free to add on

THIS ONE WINS

oh you know

What is homestuck? Is it like goncharov?

mrs-bluemarine:

I’m just learning from the wiki we almost had a Battle Tendency OVA and

Look at what they’ve taken from us

pyxchta:

for Mo Cards project ✨

moriahbard:

lady-byleth:

thegaymertrainer:

This was so interesting I love yuval

“English is the universal language for a reason”

“I agree” with the British Empire Wikipedia page open had me rolling

Yes!

Also: “Buffalo buffalo Buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo Buffalo buffalo” is a grammatically correct sentence in English.

killy:

Communicating with my cat is so crazy, it’s like, you watch my back for predators when I sleep. You meow only because you know that I vocalize often, but the words I use are nothing to you unless they’re associated with things relevant to your little baby life (food, for example). You slow blink at me because you feel safe with me. You point your ass at my face, indicating that you trust me to watch your back for predators, because you feel safe with me. You sit in my lap and sleep pressed against my side because you need to warm yourself up, and you trust me to warm you. I know this because I have access to information. If I didn’t, these things would be weird to me. I call you Lulu, but you don’t need a name for me; you have your senses to identify me. You smell me to identify me. You nuzzle me with your head to mark me as family with your scent. We ARE family. You are both the baby I feed and the elderly little lady who watches over me. It’s a very special and pure interspecies bond. I have a concept of “love” that is metaphysical, conceptual; you have an instinctual bond to those that you “trust” to help you survive (and that you, in turn, help to survive). You DO aid my survival on an emotional level that you can’t possibly understand, because you try to aid me on the physical level that comes naturally to you. Who said survival of the fittest has no room for love? We share the pure love of deep friendship because you and I must survive. My creature, Lulu, my best friend. My stinky.