June 2010
MOTHER OF ZEUS
swishandflicker:
Why is the Queue not working? Bahahaha, queue. That word is so queer.
And ugh, Tumblr, get it together. You too, Twitter.
You mean “queer” as in “different from the usual, strange” or am I mistaken? Personally I rather think “queue” is rather interesting word. Not many words have four vowels consecutively nor are they a repeat of the...
Dear Meat: Dear Big Brother →
I know that sometimes you hate me. Don’t worry, I understand, because I know that at the end of the day you really do love me. I know when mom and dad died, and you had to take care of me, you had to put off a lot in your life to raise a 2 year old. I admire you so much for that big bro. So much…
“Forgiveness is the fragrance the violet sheds on the heel that has crushed it.”
– Mark Twain (via quote-book)
Bigger Loser Finalist Says Show Gave Her An Eating... →
nutritionista:
“Unfortunately, what they’re telling you the contestants are doing and what they actually have the contestants doing are two different things, at least as far as my season goes. We were working out anywhere between 2 and 5 hours a day, and we were working out severely injured. There’s absolutely no reason to work a 270 pound girl out so hard that she pukes the first time you...
A Simple Request of the 2010 Graduating Class
absurdical:
summerlisting:
INVENT THE FLYING HOVERBOARD. Yes. That’s right. You heard me. Invent it. Right now. Don’t look so gung ho about taking on life NOW, do you? Not when someone has given you actual work to do.
There isn’t a man on Earth who doesn’t wish he could hop on a hoverboard and McFly 1,000 feet in the air to a floating 23rd century taco stand. Hundreds of graduating classes...
Your Incarcerous is pretty useless, cause I will...
500daysofkissingmypillow:
Incarcerous is a spell that conjures ropes which wrap themselves around the person against whom the spell is cast.
Unless of course you’re into that sort of thing…
“The last man on Earth sat alone in a room. There was a knock on the door…”
– Fredric Brown, the last two lines of the short story “Knock.” | Submitted by girlwithoutwings (via quote-book)
