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roarkshop:

lieutenant-mcmuffin:

billsikes:

lesmontparnasse:

thecentercourfeyrac:

thedrunkenpylades:

ask-mademoiselle-cosette:

themanofonebook:

wemustallwaitandhope:

((an bitter rich guy and the teenage son of his former fiance))

//gender queer 19th century homosexual pursues elderly man across country due to unrequited love

//freckly giraffe nervously falls on top of tiny yellow bird

((an ugly drunk guy who rants a lot about how humanity sucks and some pretty dude who looks like he’s a seventeen year old girl and has a boner for france))

An awkward virgin who doesn’t think before he talks and stalks the objects of his affections and a floppy haired playboy who has daddy issues and will fuck anyone with a pulse..

A murderer and a bird

An abusive, sociopathic murderer and a reformed prostitute with a heart of gold.

A bird alien thing and someone that likes to kill big, stupid jellyfish. 

A reanimated skeleton who just wants to stop scaring people and make them happy and a rag doll sewn together by a scientist with literally half a brain. 

a Greco-Roman anthropomorphic raptor with a hair-lip and a zombie/robot space marine.

Why is “The Land of 10,000 Lakes” not part of the water tribe? I ask you.

(via queensimia)

My cat is the handsomest cat

roarkshop:

kriskenshin:

lunaticmoth:

I…what…I don’t…DICK ATTACK.

sageofmagic:

… Her long hair, still wet from the shower, had been combed down her back in a wet swath. Hilda was sitting on the floor, her round, wet boobs still wet from the shower’s water. She dried off the water with a towel, which then became wet.
Hilda gasped when she saw a reflection in her bedroom mirror: through the slightly open door, she caught a glimpse of the chiseled abs and square jaw of the mysterious stranger who shared her cabin. She stood and spun around, her breasts swinging heavily with the momentum. She grabbed the door and flung it open, revealing shirtless Torolf (which was seriously his name) quivering with desire in the hallway.
Torolf was ashamed at being caught, but his shame made him even hotter – hotter for sex. He stepped into the room, and his bulging abs accidentally smushed into Hilda’s rich chest.
As Hilda’s buttermilk bosoms squished up against his granite abs, Torolf almost had a dick aneurysm.
“Hilda,” Torolf murmured thickly, his throbbing meat wand pressing against Hilda’s warm thighs. “There is a secret I need to not tell you: You are my forbidden desire.”
Hilda had been waiting to hear these words. Her heart was lifted on golden wings and soared toward a radiant sun of perfect joy. She saw herself and Torolf happy together, bathed in the golden light of love. Her snooch got all warm, too.
“Torolf,” Hilda moaned, her lush teats straining with desire. “I need you.”
Torolf, coarse abs pulsing softly in the moonlight, stood silently.
Hilda looked at him expectantly.
“Oh, sorry,” she added. “Torolf, I need you – sexually.”
At hearing those beautiful words, Torolf flexed his rough-hewn abs and Hilda found herself being guided to her soft bed by the sheer force of Torolf’s undulating midsection. She parted her thighs in anticipation, exposing the soft pink petals of her clunge.
Torolf entered her like she was a lottery. His engorged pecker pushed inside her and she felt fulfilled with sexual fulfillment.
Hilda clutched at the bedsheets with lust and ecstasy and her hands. Her spongy love mountains hurled to and fro with each pounding. Her body was like a beautiful flower that was opening and somebody was pushing their dick inside it.
Then Torolf moaned, arched his back, and suffered from dick Parkinson’s. He pumped in all of his hot pearlescent sperms as Hilda spasmed with so many orgasms!
The two lay still for a moment as the stinky scent of lovemaking billowed around the room.
Hilda got out of bed, still shimmering with orgasm. She glowed with contentment, like a cat who ate the cream of the crop.
She walked across the room and picked up her towel, still wet with shower water. “Torolf,” she said softly, “there’s something I have to tell you…”
But her bed was empty.
Torolf was gone, escaped out the bedroom window. In the distance, Hilda heard the fading sound of galloping abs.

I…oh god just…what did I just read?! WHAT IS AIR!?

“a dick aneurysm”

“I need you… sexually.”

“Thank you for clarifying.”

Galloping ABS.

crispy-ghee:

TELL ME, NOW.

Totally marathoning this while I worked because Hotel Rwanda was killing my heart too much.

Mine was always Freaky Fred.

Toss up between King Ramses and The Queen of the Black Puddle. Remembering those two episodes are what made me start watching it again recently :)

Two boys who both have the same ridiculously long name meet at a textile factory while attending a boarding school in Amsterdam. As it turns out, they’ve both dated 19 girls named Alaska, all of whom had cancer. In fact, everyone in this story has cancer. Anyway, one of the boys realizes that he is incredibly gay and writes a musical expounding his love for the other guy. On the day of the performance, however, guy number two disappears and guy number one has to go on an epic one-day transatlantic road trip to Tennessee where he discovers that guy number two is attempting to beat the world record for the largest collection of black amputee Santas. Then, in a heartbreaking twist that no one saw coming, all 38 Alaskas die on the same day, and guy number one commits suicide (OR WAS IT SUICIDE?!) by running his car headlong into a cow.

THE FUGGING END.

violinmelody:

SIGNAL BOOST & HELP SAVE SKINNY THE CAT’S LIFE BY REBLOGGING!!!

This loveable cat is named SKINNY and he needs to find a great home or he could be put down!!!

He is in Richardson TX, at the Richardson Animal Shelter and is 42 pounds! They found him as a stray and now is up for adoption and if he doesn’t find a home, they could put him down!

Here are some facts about this truly sweet gentle giant:

• This ball of love is very VERY overweight, and needs to be put on a diet.  He needs the help of an experienced cat lover to adopt him and a Vet to help him start losing weight
• He cannot use a normal litter box, he is so big he cannot step into and out of a regular litter box. He needs a box that has a side cut off that he can walk straight into. At the shelter, they don’t even have that. He has to pee on a floor, where he sleeps!
• He is neutered, a boy, and around 5 years old.
• He loves to be loved, and played with. He is very sweet with men and women!

With someones help this lovely cat, named by the shelter Skinny, could have a long and happy life, since he is only 5, if he could get a good home, and start on a diet! Please help me find this sweet cat a home. He loves to be petted, and played with, and if he doesn’t find a home, he will die. Please SIGNAL BOOST!!! Help an animal!!!

I know I only have, like 4 followers, but maybe someone looking through the tags will see this. Here’s a link to the shelter, with adoption info. Chubby McWubbles here is a little over halfway down the page.

http://discovery.cor.gov/Databases/AS/newAnimLic.nsf/WebAdoptableCats

(via momochanners)

lacigreen:

did-you-kno:

Source 1, 2

um no.  just stop.  

neither of those sources say anything to support your sexist bullshit. it’s obvious you formed a subjective interpretation to fit your embarrassingly minimal understanding of gender disparities in psychology.  learn 2 research right

KTHX

It amuses me to no end that the original post is tagged as “fact.” Fer reals?

Just your friendly neighborhood Commie Feminist scum here.

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