intactics-deactivated20211231:

and i don’t necessarily believe any of this i’m just saying words recreationally

skrunglebeasts:

jacobtheloofah:

7thedisasterdyke:

sunflowermp4:

this clip from make some noise s1e8 with oscar montoya and brennan lee mulligan is the only super mario bros content i care about personally

brennan lee mulligan has the greatest superpower: the unlimited ability to make an absolutely off-the-cuff monologue and then follow it up with the ultimate turnaround.
he can share the power with others

but credit also needs to be firmly planted in the hands of oscar for hearing the prompt say “dramatic video game cutscene” and then going “got it, mario and luigi.”

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fieldbears:

People blocking my path bc they are slow-moving, e.g. elderly people and others with mobility issues: Take your time, no problem, please do not apologize, I am in no rush 👍🏻❤️

People blocking my path because they are not paying one bit of attention: I feel murder in my heart. I feel seething, bone-crushing rage. You had to stand and stop in a fucking doorway? What are you doing on your phone? Are you tapping your last will and te

tags: I've never felt so seen +

x2s:

Stingwater Jacquard Knit

mostly-funnytwittertweets:

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empresstress13:

adventuresinastrangeworld:

dduane:

…I’ll always reblog the frog.

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Counterpoint: Matsumoto Hoji, active c. 1875

That’s a compelling counterpoint

sharlinefreire:

this is so me.

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altades:

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i’m still standing

tags: trigun +

draconym:

cyborgrabbit:

draconym:

draconym:

draconym:

draconym:

As a nonbinary person it feels uncomfortable when strangers perceive my partner and I as a straight couple,

But it’s hilarious to me when they perceive us as father and son.

“Does he have his own luggage?” the agent behind the check-in desk asks brightly, making eye contact with my partner.

“Just carry-on,” I say as I slide my driver’s license across the counter toward her. Confusion dawns on her face. She glances up at me briefly before printing my boarding pass in silence.

“A soap making booth!” I exclaim. I’ve been to the renaissance faire a dozen times but I’ve never visited this shop. “Let’s make soap!”

“First you have to ask your Responsible Adult for five dollars,” says the vendor in a measured, singsong voice, and wags her index finger at me.

I look around, confused. Who is she talking about? Does she mean the young man trailing behind me? I turn back to her.

“I have five dollars …”

“Well you still have to ask him,” she smiles sweetly.

As I open my mouth to ask why, I suddenly realize she has misjudged my age by at least two decades.

“I’m older than he is,” is all I can think of to say.

“Would you like a children’s menu?”

“Sure, and if you’re taking drink orders, I could also go for a Corona.”

Hey op?

HOW???

I’m short

cat-fandom:

monchursouls:

tiktoks-for-tired-tots:

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