Every day is one step closer to becoming a ninja.
patjp42:

Found on top of /r/german

patjp42:

Found on top of /r/german

lizzymercierdescloux1979:

things girls do that I love:

  • offer their friends sips of their coffee drinks without being asked
  • scratch each others back
  • say things like “smell this lotion I bought this weekend”
  • compliment each other’s eyebrows 
  • that thing when they agree with you and their eyes get really wide and they nod their head solemnly 
  • throw out each others gum wrappers or chip bags when they get up 

bobbyhoying:

*makes typo*

*deletes typo*

*realize i like the aesthetic the typo gave to what i said so i put the typo back in*

Good.

duncxan:

dogs are good
flowers are good
art is good
and so are you

Thank you

omg if baby oil dissolves condoms what the fuck does it do to babies???
Anonymous

joleebindo:

the-kellin-under-the-vic:

This may be shocking, but babies and condoms are made of different material

it’s like rock paper scissors: baby oil defeats condom, baby defeats baby oil, condom defeats baby

staff:

Have a good weekend, Tumblr.

Incredible

mylegalta:

My grandfather was bequeathed a relic from his living friend Bill Witwicky who recently passed away. Bill had found this tree trunk on a hunting trip near Grand Cache, Alberta in 1968 where my grandpa was also in attendance. The tree trunk had enveloped a moose’s antlers and progressively grown around it, lifting them up off the ground as the tree grew. Grandpa recounted how Bill had been wandering around alone and hadn’t returned to camp yet as twilight approached. Sawing off a small enough portion of the trunk that one man could drag along in the bush with a chain was apparently somewhat time-consuming. Grandpa hopes to donate this artifact to the provincial museum, and one the meantime, it will be on display in his cabin.

mylegalta:

My grandfather was bequeathed a relic from his living friend Bill Witwicky who recently passed away. Bill had found this tree trunk on a hunting trip near Grand Cache, Alberta in 1968 where my grandpa was also in attendance. The tree trunk had enveloped a moose’s antlers and progressively grown around it, lifting them up off the ground as the tree grew. Grandpa recounted how Bill had been wandering around alone and hadn’t returned to camp yet as twilight approached. Sawing off a small enough portion of the trunk that one man could drag along in the bush with a chain was apparently somewhat time-consuming. Grandpa hopes to donate this artifact to the provincial museum, and one the meantime, it will be on display in his cabin.

cryok:

I WILL NEVER NOT REBLOG THIS CUTE ASS COMIC

cryok:

I WILL NEVER NOT REBLOG THIS CUTE ASS COMIC