in today's news...
it's always just... "jack" this, and "jack" that, and "come here, boy!" and "you gotta see this, boy!"

compasslocus:

Luzon Bleeding-hearts are confirmed to be assholes. honk.

digital-meat:
“Bronze head of Hypnos, god of sleep. Circa 1st-2nd century AD. At the British Museum. Via wikimedia (first 2) and the British Museum.
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digital-meat:
“Bronze head of Hypnos, god of sleep. Circa 1st-2nd century AD. At the British Museum. Via wikimedia (first 2) and the British Museum.
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digital-meat:
“Bronze head of Hypnos, god of sleep. Circa 1st-2nd century AD. At the British Museum. Via wikimedia (first 2) and the British Museum.
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bewbin:

death note was amazing at foreshadowing. like they literally named him L

lifeasillustrated:

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European Eel (critically endangered)

Please find me on Instagram

hapalopus:

dogs have whorls on their butts and horses have whorls on their foreheads

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but the only animal talented enough to have whorls everywhere is the guinea pig :)

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hera-the-wizard:

dsmsix:

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this place sucks I’m going home

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gabrielgirl:

boobachu:

gabrielgirl:

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she wears sneet snerts was clearly about cutting your arms off to become Rayman

this is literally the only funny comment on this entire post because it is so incomprehensible. thank you

evilscientist3:

evilscientist3:

girl is that a 9/11 in your pocket. or is your penis just two ofd them and exploding

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you just hate my 2 exploding penises.

nottherealajhq:

nottherealajhq:

nottherealajhq:

nottherealajhq:

okay like. Looksies. i am so, so, so, deeply, terribly, deeply sorry and i TOTALLY hate to intrude with my attitude all over your… “special event”. but like eric, buddy, my man. the more you get off topic and talk about… whatever in the hell this is, gotta put it to you straight up flat that you WILL end up with less followers going RIGHT out the gutter, which kindaaa fucks with everything going on in here considering you’re trying to lead up to that-

Douglass If You Fuck This Up For Me I Will Crush Your Puny Pitiful Bird Body Onto The Ground Until You Are An Unrecognizable Pile Of Bloodied Feathers

DAMN OK. sorry mr. fruit loops forget i said anything, like yeah go bananas, horsing around and prancing and frolicking and doing whatever and say like, totes NOT APPROPRIATE company biznasty weird shit all day long. not like I’M the boss of you or nothin’, sure as hell can’t stop you! toooootally my bad, man.

Yeah. It IS your bad. :) That’s what I thought, “"BUDDY”“.