"Crying isn’t a sign of weakness. It’s a sign of having tried too hard to be strong for too long.”
Yeah.
If kids who watch this show don’t notice the stories now, they sure as hell will later. It’ll be the 90’s shows all over again.
"Crying isn’t a sign of weakness. It’s a sign of having tried too hard to be strong for too long.”
Yeah.
If kids who watch this show don’t notice the stories now, they sure as hell will later. It’ll be the 90’s shows all over again.
the sad truth: the average kite is at least five times smaller in 2015 than it was in 1990. how are children supposed to enjoy the whimsical fun of watching these simple flying apparatuses fight and dance with the wind when modern kites are just so damn tiny?
please reblog to spread awareness of the deeply upsetting decline of these once majestic aircraft and, perhaps, in time we can bring about a return to the glory days of the early 1990s.
benjamin franklin didn’t fucking die for this
No lie, I thought the 2015 one was a Selfie Stick
why do advertisers sexualize female m&ms
why do advertisers assign gender to m&ms
why do advertisers humanize food products
why is there a bear family who considers the highlight of their day to be wiping their asses
Why does Toilet paper need a commercial? WHO’S NOT BUYING TOILER PAPER?
Leather armour is best for sneaking, because it’s literally made of hide
(via selmagorath)
…f…. fuck you alex, gggh
You know how there’s a theory that no two people see a colour the exact same way.
Does that mean colour is like
a pigment of your imagination.
YOU FUCKING DIDN’T
Huehuehue
darkmagedragon asked:
I’ll call the doctor ahead of time, letting him know that Darkmagedragon came down with a severe case of foot up the ass.
misskibble64 asked:
I’ll fight you
I’ll fight your dog
Hell, I’ll even fight myself
If someone is working at Google and needs to find something, do they Google it or just look it up?
Busta Rhymes refuses to shoot you in the head and you fight Snoop Dogg eventually throwing him out of a window to his death.
Then the whole thing went to the moon and you get a box.
You defeat the alien by singing. Dad never comes home. You miss his call while you’re asleep.
You either drop this fucker down a well or put him in jail.
After taking out an alien armada, for the most part single handedly, you end up getting turned into one of them and your corporal gives you a face full of lead.