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chirart: jhameia: Cover of Lady Gaga’s “Telephone” on the koto...

Wed, 19 Jun 2013 17:38:24 -0400

jhameia:

Cover of Lady Gaga’s “Telephone” on the koto and shakuhachi by Team Kozan

that shakuhachi player is really rocking it

there’s nothing I don’t love about this

holy fuck this is awesome

mitigatedwrath: elisetheawesome: glorifi3d: kaleidoeyez: momm...

Wed, 19 Jun 2013 16:22:17 -0400

mitigatedwrath:

elisetheawesome:

glorifi3d:

kaleidoeyez:

mommalikey:

darnni:

THIS IS SERIOUSLY A SALAD DRESSING COMMERCIAL

WHAT ARE YOU REALLY TRYING TO SELL

Oh man I love salad!

can he be included

HE DOESN’T EVEN HAVE ON PANTS

FINALLY a commercial that sexualizes MEN for a change!

Now we know why she is so happy

thanks i snorted kitkats back into my sinuses because i was laughing way too damn hard

adriofthedead: takineko: Ok Egoraptor’s vines are funnier than...

Wed, 19 Jun 2013 15:06:11 -0400

adriofthedead:

takineko:

Ok Egoraptor’s vines are funnier than Jon’s

Sorry bb

ARIN WHAT EVEN IS YOUR CHIN JESUS CHRIST

that was about 5 times funnier than I thought it would be…

dingraha: please watch this video please watch this video...

Wed, 19 Jun 2013 13:49:19 -0400

dingraha:

please watch this video please watch this video please watch this video please watch this entire fucking god damn video

holy shit my friend al needs to see this

sometimes i really wish i could record myself playing skyrim because i get so immersed in it but i...

Wed, 19 Jun 2013 13:01:17 -0400

sometimes i really wish i could record myself playing skyrim because i get so immersed in it but i know if people ever watch me play they would get irritated at my saving habit

even more because i can’t quicksave

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Wed, 19 Jun 2013 12:33:01 -0400

heymonster: Some time around 1999, or whenever I was in 5th...

Wed, 19 Jun 2013 12:23:53 -0400

heymonster:

Some time around 1999, or whenever I was in 5th grade, I had placed my Furby in my school backpack over the weekend. Most likely while being shuttled back and forth from my dad’s house for “his weekend.” I forgot about it and walked to school the following monday. As class started and everyone became quiet I could hear the little shit stirring inside my bag, and so could everyone else. I couldn’t believe I had forgotten about it and prayed to god that it would please just silence itself. After a quick investigation it was obvious that the noise was coming from my backpack and I was ordered to turn whatever it was off. But here’s the “fun” thing about Furbies… you can’t turn the little fuckers off. There is no “off” switch and I had to explain that to my teacher while my faced burned red and my stomach knotted itself inside-out. I had to walk up to the front of the class and hand it to him in front of everyone so he could inspect it. He found the battery compartment and sent another student to the front office for a small screwdriver so he open it up and remove the batteries. Thus began the longest 10 minutes of my life. He continued with class and at regular intervals the Furby would chime in with comments like “BORING!” and “I’M A FURBY” or whatever those stupid pieces of shit said. I would have given anything to be able to burst into flames. I was the kid who brought a furby to class. I was already pretty unpopular but this just took the cake. Soon after it was shut off, but the damage was done.

This is an event that I continue to dwell on 14+ years later.

so remember, Furbies may seem like a lot of fun but they’ll actually just slowly erode what little self esteem you have left away until you’re an adult who can’t sleep at night because of stupid shit you did in 5th grade.

Okay!! I’ve got my internet all hooked up now. yaay

Wed, 19 Jun 2013 12:20:53 -0400

Okay!! I’ve got my internet all hooked up now. yaay

utmostidiocy: A baby’s laughter is one of the most beautiful sounds you will ever hear. Unless it’s...

Tue, 18 Jun 2013 22:44:13 -0400

utmostidiocy:

A baby’s laughter is one of the most beautiful sounds you will ever hear. Unless it’s 3am. And you’re home alone. And you don’t have a baby.

agentjazzy: The Ponds’ son-in-law. Bonus:

Tue, 18 Jun 2013 21:27:47 -0400

agentjazzy:

The Ponds’ son-in-law.

Bonus:

shadowlink-: i like this picture of gordon ramsay being upset over soup

Tue, 18 Jun 2013 20:11:21 -0400

shadowlink-:

i like this picture of gordon ramsay being upset over soup

butter-milk-monster: everyone’s giving good examples of strong female video game characters but i...

Tue, 18 Jun 2013 18:54:49 -0400

butter-milk-monster:

everyone’s giving good examples of strong female video game characters but i think you all forgot someone

Usin the. Internet at school while waiting for my Skype to quit acting up onhere

Tue, 18 Jun 2013 17:55:38 -0400

Usin the. Internet at school while waiting for my Skype to quit acting up onhere

trickztr: lolbatty: the-ultimate-caroline: Bropunzel i...

Tue, 18 Jun 2013 17:38:37 -0400

trickztr:

lolbatty:

the-ultimate-caroline:

Bropunzel

i would watch this movie.

i should not be laughing this hard at this

artjournaling: Actually painting with my new colours! (by...

Tue, 18 Jun 2013 16:22:23 -0400

artjournaling:

Actually painting with my new colours! (by borromini bear)

spookymrsboo: The reason why you run up the stairs at night…

Tue, 18 Jun 2013 15:05:40 -0400

spookymrsboo:

The reason why you run up the stairs at night…

calvingodfrey: Mr Harada advised me to make way for Tsukiji...

Tue, 18 Jun 2013 13:49:34 -0400

calvingodfrey:

Mr Harada advised me to make way for Tsukiji Market—the largest fish market in the world—to attend their famous tuna auction.

The Fodor’s guide lying around my friend’s house said the market closed to tourists after 6:30am. I set my alarm for 4:30 and was hopelessly lost in the subway system by five.

I was rescued by a kindly, cockeyed retiree who had just returned from a two-week trip to Gettysburg, Pennsylvania.

He described his former profession as “salaryman” as he rifled through a suitcase full of maps and history books.

“The Gettysburg Address is in the Preamble to the Japanese Constitution,” he said.

“Oh,” I said. “That’s nice.”

“The Preamble was written by a young US Army Officer during the occupation,” he added.

“Oh,” I said again. “That’s not so nice.”

When I got to Tsukiji station, I followed a pair of pink Scandinavian teenagers marching purposefully towards the auction.

They stopped to check in with the police force charged with keeping foreigners out of the market.

“Sooooo sorry,” said an animated senior officer as he dropped a taped finger onto the warren of sushi shops and knick-knack stores outside the market. “Please eat delicious sushi. Sooooo good sushi.”

Undaunted, the pair snuck along the perimeter and ducked into an aisle of frenetic vendors hoping to penetrate the inner market.

The leader of our expedition, a plump 20 year-old, had been turned away once before, in January. These days, he said, they don’t let anyone in who doesn’t get in line between two and three in the morning.

The fishermen eyed us with disgust. One tossed a bucket of fish water in my general direction, letting out an anguished cry. I get it. They see no value in having 4,000 people photographing them as they work and disrupting their absurdly expensive tuna auction.

“Keep an eye out for the blue policemen,” my leader whispered. “If they catch us, they’ll kick us out.”

Just as the last words escaped his mouth, he crashed into one. After feigning ignorance and getting directions elsewhere, he darted into another loading dock.

I broke away and was quickly intercepted.

I sheepishly followed the friendly fish market Gestappo towards the sushi warren and got in line at a Hawaiian themed rice bowl restaurant.

It ended, for the better, with a delicious breakfast of toro, salmon roe and sea urchin.

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Tue, 18 Jun 2013 12:32:58 -0400

sugarwilt: Me

Tue, 18 Jun 2013 11:16:50 -0400

sugarwilt:

Me

alegbra: abstraire: Maddie, The Coonhound the most punk rock...

Mon, 17 Jun 2013 22:44:07 -0400

alegbra:

abstraire:

Maddie, The Coonhound

the most punk rock dog in the world