digatisdi:

When I was in preschool there was this really weird system of time-out where they’d put you in this giant plastic bucket sort of like this one:

And the rule was you couldn’t leave the bucket for ten minutes.

In case you didn’t know, I was what the teachers referred to as a “difficult child” which is code for “walking entity of sass” so I was in the time-out bucket quite a bit.

Once they put me in the bucket for thirty minutes— and I thought that was incredibly unfair so I grabbed the handles and shifted my body repeatedly until the bucket and I were out of the classroom, in the hallway, and through the front door. They found me in the parking lot scooting to freedom in the time-out bucket. The teachers were furious and I said, “Hey, I never left the bucket”

So they called my mum and told her what I did and she just said, “Well, he never left the bucket.”

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thewolfandowl:

darreninventedmasturbation:

This is the best commercial I’ve seen this year. That’s not hyperbole. There are 15 quotable lines. I think I’m going to sign up.

DollarShaveClub.com - Our Blades Are F***ing Great (by DollarShaveClub)

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THIS SPOT IS SO GOOD IT BROKE THEIR WEBSITE.

Two things: First, this is absolutely amazing and hilarious.

Second, the description for one of their razors on the website starts off like this: “This is your new razor. And it’s also your girlfriend’s new razor. Or your boyfriend’s.”


I had to re-read the “Or your boyfriend’s” part because I thought my brain automatically filled it in. Kudos guys. Kudos.

YOUR HANDSOME-ASS GRANDFATHER ONLY HAD ONE BLADE

AND POLIO


FAO taikonaut

I’M GOOD AT TENNIS. 

THIS IS HOW YOU MAKE A GOOD COMMERCIAL.

sorry but i can’t see past the bear.

THIS IS THE GREATEST THING I HAVE SEEN IN THE PAST THREE DAYS

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unicornology:

Oh my god, this is my new favourite thing. Have to share this with everyone ever.

unicornology:

Oh my god, this is my new favourite thing. Have to share this with everyone ever.

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[Flash 10 is required to watch video]

loveyourchaos:

fuck. listen to this.

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to-lick-a-fro:

One pumpkin to scare them allOne pumpkin to find themOne pumpkin to bring them allAnd in the darkness bind them
I spent my annual pumpkin carving efforts on this little beauty. It was quite hard to get the intricate curves and swirls of the writing carved right, but I still think it’s a pretty epic pumpkin 8D

to-lick-a-fro:

One pumpkin to scare them all
One pumpkin to find them
One pumpkin to bring them all
And in the darkness bind them

I spent my annual pumpkin carving efforts on this little beauty. It was quite hard to get the intricate curves and swirls of the writing carved right, but I still think it’s a pretty epic pumpkin 8D

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Daily domestic in the X-Men household



katzecatchat:

methodistcoloringbook:

katzecatchat:

methodistcoloringbook:

katzecatchat:

bup bup

it is tatooine, and it has two suns!

Arise, Luke my son, and kill my envious master
who is already sick and pale with power

oh, darth, that i were that glove upon thy hand
that i might touch that mask!

O Luke, Luke! Wherefore art thou Luke?
I am your father and you share my rage;
Or, if thou wilt not, be but sworn by fear,
And I’ll no longer be a sith lord.

katzecatchat:

methodistcoloringbook:

katzecatchat:

methodistcoloringbook:

katzecatchat:

bup bup

it is tatooine, and it has two suns!

Arise, Luke my son, and kill my envious master

who is already sick and pale with power

oh, darth, that i were that glove upon thy hand

that i might touch that mask!

O Luke, Luke! Wherefore art thou Luke?

I am your father and you share my rage;

Or, if thou wilt not, be but sworn by fear,

And I’ll no longer be a sith lord.

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anythingtaboo:

Perfect. <3

anythingtaboo:

Perfect. <3

theoneinthedirtytrenchcoat:

#After one of their conventional tactical meetings, Charles had finished up the paperwork, then gone in search of Erik. The only problem being that Erik was nowhere to be found. Charles probed every room of the mansion with his consciousness, only to find the other mutant to be missing. After another twenty minutes of searching, he finds himself down by the lake that’s situated between the mansion’s lawns and the satellite. It’s really the only place he could imagine Erik seeking out for a few hours of solitude, and he’s not disappointed. The man in question surfaces minutes later, takes of his mask and snorkel, then begins making his way through the shallows towards the bank. Charles thinks about calling out to him, but finds his tongue a little bit tied as his gaze latches onto the firm and finely-toned muscles of Erik’s torso. Not that he’s never ogled the man before, but this is something entirely new. Charles licks his lips, thankful that Erik hasn’t looked up yet, then allows himself a scarce few seconds to imagine what he’d like to do if he got his hands on that body. Then, Erik’s eyes are on him and Charles realizes he’s been caught. /Enjoying the scenery, are we?/ Erik’s voice in his head is like hearing the hero’s lines in a romance novel being spoken out loud and Charles actually finds himself /blushing/. /Perhaps it was a little more than that, my friend,/ he fires back with as much honesty and sheer bravado as he can muster. Erik just smirks in reply, the expression dark and somewhat predatory. Charles begins to wonder just what he’s gotten himself into.

theoneinthedirtytrenchcoat:

#After one of their conventional tactical meetings, Charles had finished up the paperwork, then gone in search of Erik. The only problem being that Erik was nowhere to be found. Charles probed every room of the mansion with his consciousness, only to find the other mutant to be missing. After another twenty minutes of searching, he finds himself down by the lake that’s situated between the mansion’s lawns and the satellite. It’s really the only place he could imagine Erik seeking out for a few hours of solitude, and he’s not disappointed. The man in question surfaces minutes later, takes of his mask and snorkel, then begins making his way through the shallows towards the bank. Charles thinks about calling out to him, but finds his tongue a little bit tied as his gaze latches onto the firm and finely-toned muscles of Erik’s torso. Not that he’s never ogled the man before, but this is something entirely new. Charles licks his lips, thankful that Erik hasn’t looked up yet, then allows himself a scarce few seconds to imagine what he’d like to do if he got his hands on that body. Then, Erik’s eyes are on him and Charles realizes he’s been caught. /Enjoying the scenery, are we?/ Erik’s voice in his head is like hearing the hero’s lines in a romance novel being spoken out loud and Charles actually finds himself /blushing/. /Perhaps it was a little more than that, my friend,/ he fires back with as much honesty and sheer bravado as he can muster. Erik just smirks in reply, the expression dark and somewhat predatory. Charles begins to wonder just what he’s gotten himself into.

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