I desperately need a picture of a lone white girl awkwardly standing out in a crowd of Asians. I know this exists but three hours of image searching and I’m burned out. Help!
What you say “You should do what makes you happy and not worry about the money!”
What I hear “I’ve never been shit poor and have no idea what’s like to be hungry”
This is flat out vulgar! There are minors present!There are minors present
you know you don’t want to get in treble
Don’t be sharp with me, you know this is a bassless accusation.
I was trying to think of a reply but puns are just not my forte.
We need to put this joke to rest.
Don’t put it to rest, let it end naturally.
For every restroom you go into, write ‘walrus’ on the wall.
Just do it okay.
Concerts, restaurants, movie theaters…whatever
just write walrus
So then you know…
some other tumblr person has sat on that same toilet
so doing this.
oh my some one did this at my school bathroom
Once upon a time I worked at a chain pet supply store. One gods-be-damned early morning on truck day I arrived before the manager and was present for the unlocking of the store. I had also been present when the store was locked up the previous night, and had cleaned the restrooms. That’s relevant because upon entering the restroom that morning I saw, in a very drippy seafoam-green paint marker, the following words: “transparent world, waking dream” Underneath, it was signed “pollen” The store is alarmed, and its even so sensitive it sometimes goes off if someone bumps the window too hard. The only way other than the front door is a rear fire door that doesn’t even have outside handles and is also alarmed. It hasn’t gotten weird yet. The next day I went to my local gaming store and learned that the previous night (the night after the first incident occurred) the tag “pollen” had been written, in the same seafoam-green paint marker, in the bathroom of the locked, alarmed store, and on a structural pillar outside. Two days after that, I was on the opposite side of town at a gas station I used to frequent because they were one of two places in the entire city that had the cigarettes I was smoking at the time and they were the cheaper buy. Anyway, the lot and pump area was congested with traffic, so I exited through the alley. Lo and behold, on the dumpster, in seafoam-green paint marker, was the word “pollen” Since then it’s faded from every surface but my mind. I have occasional dreams about it, though not as often as I used to. What does it mean? Why did it affect me so deeply? Why did it follow me, and who could have done it? I know I’m naturally disposed to paranoia, but this was legitimately strange and still gives me a weird feeling when I think about it.
Tl;Dr maybe it’s not such a nice idea to write cryptic messages at random because you could inadvertently be the last straw for someone on the edge
IT ALL STARTED FROM
I HAVE HAD IT WITH THIS WEBSITE
Dammit moon moon.
In thousands of years we will be thrown in with the Greeks, Romans, and all the others and be called “The Religious Era”. At best we will be separated by Polytheistic and Monotheistic. But in the minds of many there will be no difference.
That would be nice, but I think it’s as much of a pipe dream as a bearded mofo in the sky. People are innately illogical and some will always choose to see the world through the lens of their fantasies rather than accept harsh truths.
Vietnam era SKS
I want one of those mags so bad but the cheapest I could find one was $85, way more than I can justify spending on a magazine right now.
Radio DJ – Alright now, for all you boppers out there in the big city. All you street people with an ear for the action, I’ve been asked to relay a request from the Gramercy Riffs. It’s a special for The Warriors. That’s that real live bunch from Coney, and I do mean The Warriors. Here’s a hit with them in mind.
Radio DJ – Be looking good Warriors, all the way back to Coney. You hear me babies? Good. Real good. Adios.
I inherited a pair of boots just like that from my dad but I grew giant feet and they haven’t fit since I was 11.
Her: I’ve been so horny lately, I just wanna have sex with everybody ever, except my grandma.
Me: Even Hitler? You’d have sex with Hitler?
Her: …I wouldn’t turn him down.
the king of all kings
is kingking the pokemon version of moon moon?
No, if he’s the King of Kings, that, my friends, means the crab-thing is Jesus.
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