IT’S A THING IT’S REAL WE DID IT
we fucking coulson’d this shit don’t try to tell me otherwise
DOES ANYONE ELSE REALIZE HOW BIG OF A FUCKING DEAL THIS IS
I CHECKED IMDB THIS IS A REAL THING HERE
We have the power! Now we just need to remain consistent on #KevinLives
YOU GUYS IT’S DECEMBER 10TH YOU DON’T UNDERSTAND THIS HAS BEEN IN MY QUEUE SINCE FEBRUARY
you have the rest of the day to reblog this
[ Another Movie Observation ]
((I was watching this scene and noticed that Baby Tooth actually looks like she’s saying words. So from watching her mouth, this is what I think she’s saying.))
I imagined Baby Tooth saying that in Jack’s Sister’s voice. Is that a bad thing or a good thing?
Baby Tooth/Jack’s sister was begging Jack because she didn’t want to lose Jack again.
STOP RIGHT THERE YOUNGIN’
AS IF THIS NEEDED TO GET ANY MORE SAD THAN IT WAS
She looks like her, too.
Your telling me she looks like a bird tsk tsk.
I’m telling you they resemble each other. Eyes, face shape, mouth. You know, just different nose and species. lol
I don’t think that’s all a coincidence. *shrugs*
Oh my fucking god
finding nemo was not very good
FUCK YOU THAT WAS MY CHILDHOOD IM GOING TO HUNT YOU DOWN AND SKIN YOU ALIVE IVE GOT MY IP TRACKER ON THE CASE RIGHT NOW
calm down satan
well that escalated quickly
there are two types of people
this is all the same person
no one gets my sense of humour sometimes, then this one girl laughed at something i said whilst everyone sat horrified, and i realised the one thing we have in common is tumblr, we have all been messed up big time guys
can you even sue the president like what if you tried to sue obama and you just got a letter back saying “no” and he came to your house and did the worm
why is it i don’t find text posts like this strange anymore
Strike Team: Delta …
Ah the life of a 90’s kid.
it’s so the truth
I had so many inflatable furnituresss! Ha
This actually makes me want to cry
the vocal majors at my high school are trying to raise money for the opera they’re staging and they’re selling inflatable furniture and my chem teacher said “I would buy this if it was STILL THE FUCKING 90’S” i’m still sobbing
do you ever go to bed and you’re lying awake in the middle of the night and suddenly you start laughing because of something you saw on the internet today and then you’re sad because you realise you’re laughing alone in bed thinking about the internet
My new favourite frozen gif of Dean’s face omfg
Drop Every Single Thing You Are Doing And Listen To This Game-Changing Miley Cyrus “Wrecking Ball” Remix,
i almost got in a car accident because of this
DEAD DEAD DEAD DEAD
wtf u doing bloggin while ur driving dumbass
This is my son, Chester, who is nearly 4. He was invited to his friend Chloe’s birthday party today, the theme was prince and princesses. He asked if he could go as Sleeping Beauty, so I bought him a dress and put a cute little clip in his hair.
We arrived at the party to the following comments from the adults present:
“Oh that is just cruel.”
"Why did you make him wear a dress?"
"Poor little man, what’s your mummy playing at?"
"He’s going to hate you when he grows up."
"No way I’d let my son dress like a girl."
The fact is, Chester is almost completely gender neutral. I let him wear what he wants, be it boys or girls clothes, and he plays with whatever toys he likes. This usually involves him holding tea parties while wearing his pink Minnie Mouse top, jeans and a tiara. The guests are more often than not a mixture of Winnie The Pooh characters, dinosaurs, Barbie, Dora and solders, and they’re usually transported in his favorite fire engine.
When my husband arrived at the party later on, he was subjected to endless ridicule from the other dad’s present about how I must keep his balls in my back pocket because otherwise he would have put his foot down and not allowed Chester out like that. Oh, and by the way, our other son dressed as Ariel. When my husband pointed out that the boys were happy, and the mother of the birthday child made a point of saying how wonderful she thought it was that we allowed them freedom of choice and expression, they then stopped talking about it to our faces and started muttering about us behind our backs.
Interestingly enough, not a single child said a word about their choice of costumes, other than to compliment Chester on his new dress.