BABY DUCK FALLING ASLEEP
Awww babbu, I love ducks
i am lakUGHING SO HASRD YOU DONT EVEN UNDER STNADS
I love them… so much. Omfg
This is the best description of a sandwich I’ve ever blessed my ears with :) thank you for this
33,363 notes, well done society
57,307 funny….. You guys are all beautiful
68,507 is too big :(
74,403 think completely wrong about their selves
92, 082 no guys stop :(
105,299. I’m the ugliest of them all! AHAHAHAHAHAHA!
someone needs to turn down that sass level
Two things to know about Canada!
- We are smart enough to know hot things should be hot.
- We are sorry if you don’t
A few things you need to know about this hot coffee case:
- It wasn’t an issue of the coffee being because no fucking shit coffee is hot, but McDonald’s had over heated their water to 250 degrees Fahrenheit. That’s 121C. Not just hot, but really FUCKING hot. Your fancy Starbucks lattes are brewed to 150 degrees.
- The 79 year old woman had this cup of 250F (121C) coffee between her legs when it spilled so 250F (121C) coffee spilled on her genitals
- She got third degree burns…on her genitals. THIRD DEGREE.
- She had to have skin grafts to repair the damage
- When she sued McDonald’s, it wasn’t for millions of dollars, it was for $20,000 to cover hospital costs and court fees. 20-fucking-thousand.
- McDonald’s settled and changed their heating policy, but not before making her sign a gag order keeping her from talking about this case
- So she had to live on hearing little shits like you call her stupid and money-grubbing, and other horrendous stuff because she dared ask the company in the wrong to fix what they fucked up.
I know I’ve reblogged this before tonight but so help me god, I will keep reblogging this with the proper information so everyone can maybe learn not to be an asshole. Like I said before, next person to mock this woman can have 250F (121C) water poured on their dick or lady dick and see how you like it.
So sit the fuck down, Canada.
Slow clap it out for the hot piece of sass that is my rp partner.
shit you don’t hear
Always reblog the McD hot coffee case, because it’s always misinterpreted.
Although the coffee was 180 degrees, not 250. (Which is still /way/ too hot, and still hot enough to cause third degree burns within 15 seconds — roughly enough time to curse and reach for a napkin, but definitely not enough time to keep the liquid from burning you to the nth degree.
Still stupid to have something like that between your legs though. Doesn’t matter if it was hotter than some other companies make it, the very fact she had it between her legs invalidates the whole “not stupid” thing.
I don’t know what to say. Should she have paid her own hospital fees? In a country like America… I’ll say yes. In the UK? No, that’s what the NHS is for.
So let me tell you about the shittiest parent on the motherfucking planet.
I work at a grocery store and this man comes in with his 11 year old son. He buys a pack a cigarettes and a two cases of beer. The son was holding a two dollar drawing pad and placed it on the belt and I guess the dad didn’t notice it at first but when I was about to scan the pad he asked where’d it have come from and turned towards the kid and asked “Did you put that shit up there?”. He told me to put it back and then told his 11 year old child that he “ain’t paying for that gay ass notebook.”. So I looked at the kid, who was close to tears and saying how he ran out of paper at home and my heart broke. So I gave the pad to him, for free, and told the dad I would take care of it. I gave the kid some tokens for a game outside and said I would look forward to buying some of his drawings and paintings when he’s all famous. He kids face was so priceless and I thought everything was good. But then, about 10 ten minutes after giving the kid his notebook, I walked outside and saw this. The drawing pad all ripped up and tossed on the pavement. I could only imagine what happened in the parking lot, but I know that that poor kid heart is fucking ripped apart, just like this pad.
I’m fucking horrified that there are parents like this, who, just because it’s not masculine or gender specificthey won’t let their children follow their true passions or explore interests that lead to their happiness. Even more so, I’m horrified that parents don’t care about the fine arts anymore because it doesn’t have job security. Since when did it ever matter to a child if their passion makes them money or not? Parenting is about supporting whatever makes your child happy. Have some fucking consideration for your child’s wants not your homophobic and anti-art ideals.
My heart just broke a little
Worst fucking parent ever. Seriously.
I don’t want kids myself, but if I ever had one and they were interested in either writing or drawing, I would give them my full support, whether I thought they had any chance of ever being famous for it or not.
It’s not about future opportunity, it’s about not taking away current opportunities from them and letting them grow up as they want to. What the hell is wrong with letting the kid have a sketch pad, especially when it was given to them for free? Fucking douchebag piece of trash doesn’t deserve anything in life if he would so quickly take away from others, especially his own children.
Bioshock Infinite: Elizabeth Cosplay by Anna Ormeli
I may not be afraid of God, but I’m definitely afraid of how awesome Anna’s near-clone-like cosplay of Elizabeth from Bioshock Infinite is, even nailing the same scenes and facial expressions. Really makes you wonder if the creators of the game concocted the character themselves, or if they perhaps had access to a Tear in another dimension and reverse-engineered the appropriately named Anna.
She is perfect
I MADE A FUNNY, KIDS! LAUGH DAMMIT!
(I’m not funny. I’m sorry. :P)
I think this is appropriate to put on my main blog as well. :P
I like it, it’s cute! <3
I don’t even know what to do with myself any more. I don’t want to go back to taking shrooms to remove my depression, but I don’t know if I can continue to live like this.
My life is meaningless, I’ve not done a thing with it and I have no plans nor the ability to do anything with it anyway.
I’m not crying out for death as such, I’m not taking a blade to my wrist because oh so depressed and blah blah blah. However… I’ll admit, I want to die now. I want to die again. I want to die before I go back to feeling how I used to, before I reach that level.
I want to die because my life is pointless.
And then my mom made this cake for me, because she’s the best mom ever.
There’s no way the two of us can eat the whole thing lol… we’re going to be sharing like… half of it with one of her friends.
That is one damned amazing cake. Your mum is amazing beyond words. Damn.
The accuracy of this gifset frustrates me.
1. Limiting myself to a wordcount? AHAHAHAHAHHAHAHA
FUCK. THAT. If I can hit 10,000+ words in a single day again, I’ll fucking do it
2. So true.
3. Noap, all my stuff is done digitally. Mind you, I’m often having to skip songs
4. …A little. (Okay, a lot.)
5. Never gone outta my house to write proper. Mind you, I don’t own a laptop and nor would I feel the need to do that.
6. Wouldn’t bother me.