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Hey there, unfortunate soul who managed to stumble across this place. If you decide to stick around, prepare to be bombarded with a mixture of video games and horses, mostly, with a scattering of...anything else that catches my fancy. I like funny things.


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Reblogged from crawfords-slut
Reblogged from thebest-memes
tamorapierce:

awriterincowboyboots:

boneycircus:

thebest-memes:

"No matter how bad you fuck up at work, you didn’t fucked up this bad"

oh my Jesus



I … am … a librarian!”

tamorapierce:

awriterincowboyboots:

boneycircus:

thebest-memes:

"No matter how bad you fuck up at work, you didn’t fucked up this bad"

oh my Jesus

I … am … a librarian!”

(via grey-gryphon)

Reblogged from nippleicious

wisepizza:

sorry i only date pokemon masters

(Source: nippleicious, via kiryuujoshua)

Reblogged from guremikes
Reblogged from knifeeared

knifeeared:

I’ve made my daily contribution to the fandom

(via asthewheelturns)

Reblogged from ruinleon
thedesureich:

ruinleon:

a snake wearing a top hat and mustache that is all

ah mr sneky,i see u r wering ur fance top

thedesureich:

ruinleon:

a snake wearing a top hat and mustache that is all

ah mr sneky,i see u r wering ur fance top

(via gekkonorondo)

Reblogged from horanyewest

horanyewest:

first things first i’m a princess

(via mahuika)

Reblogged from gifcraft
nakedrussia:

llttlesophie:

gifcraft:

Bunny falls asleep

bun didn’t actually fall asleep!! bunnies flop over like this when they feel safe and comfortable in their environment. they rarely stretch out and lay down because they’re prey animals, so when ur bun does completely lays on their side or their back, it means they feel 10000% safe around you

nakedrussia:

llttlesophie:

gifcraft:

Bunny falls asleep

bun didn’t actually fall asleep!! bunnies flop over like this when they feel safe and comfortable in their environment. they rarely stretch out and lay down because they’re prey animals, so when ur bun does completely lays on their side or their back, it means they feel 10000% safe around you

(Source: dovga.com, via thesilvermaiden)

Reblogged from chipsprites
chipsprites:

Oh really?

chipsprites:

Oh really?

image

(via page537)

Reblogged from the-chubby-nerd
aliveontuesday:

the-chubby-nerd:

Story time:
While taking put the trash at work, I kicked this little bag of pennies. Obviously, since I’m poor, a grabbed them and threw them in my pocket before going on with the rest of my shift.
Close to the end of my shift, I remembered this bag of pennies, so I took it out and counted it out. 7 cents.
My coworker came up and started talking to me while I was doing this, so we chatted, the entire time, this tiny bag of pennies in my hand.
Meanwhile, one of my managers sees me and my coworker talking over this bag, immediately thinks that it’s drugs, yells, and grabs both of us and drags us to the back room.
So, we’re sitting there, me clutching this bag of pennies in my fist, while my manager gets my GM on the phone, yelling about how we were “trading drugs during our shift” and “endangering ourselves and other in the workplace.”
Within 10 minutes, my GM was there, papers in hand to terminate our employment, talking about how they should call the cops. I started crying, cause they wouldn’t let me get a word in edge-wise, my coworker was actually texting his dad the entire time, trying to get them to come fight for him.
It wasn’t until the GM asked what drug they were that they finally let me talk.
So, while I was sobbing, I opened my hand and dropped the bag in my manager’s hand.
And he bursts out laughing.
Within seconds I had explained everything, the pennies, the situation, everything.
I almost got fired and arrested over 7 pennies.

Your manager is a piece of shit.

aliveontuesday:

the-chubby-nerd:

Story time:

While taking put the trash at work, I kicked this little bag of pennies. Obviously, since I’m poor, a grabbed them and threw them in my pocket before going on with the rest of my shift.

Close to the end of my shift, I remembered this bag of pennies, so I took it out and counted it out. 7 cents.

My coworker came up and started talking to me while I was doing this, so we chatted, the entire time, this tiny bag of pennies in my hand.

Meanwhile, one of my managers sees me and my coworker talking over this bag, immediately thinks that it’s drugs, yells, and grabs both of us and drags us to the back room.

So, we’re sitting there, me clutching this bag of pennies in my fist, while my manager gets my GM on the phone, yelling about how we were “trading drugs during our shift” and “endangering ourselves and other in the workplace.”

Within 10 minutes, my GM was there, papers in hand to terminate our employment, talking about how they should call the cops. I started crying, cause they wouldn’t let me get a word in edge-wise, my coworker was actually texting his dad the entire time, trying to get them to come fight for him.

It wasn’t until the GM asked what drug they were that they finally let me talk.

So, while I was sobbing, I opened my hand and dropped the bag in my manager’s hand.

And he bursts out laughing.

Within seconds I had explained everything, the pennies, the situation, everything.

I almost got fired and arrested over 7 pennies.

Your manager is a piece of shit.

(via thesilvermaiden)