1. dickmark:

    OKAY SO ALMOST 2 MONTHS AGO OUR ENGLISH TEACHER FORCED US TO ENTER A POETRY CONTEST AND I WAS ABOUT TO ENTER A POEM WHEN IT TRIED TO FORCE ME TO GIVE IT A TITLE SO IN A FIT OF RAGE I WROTE A NEW POEM COMPLAINING ABOUT THE TITLE REQUIREMENT

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    AND TODAY I WENT TO CHECK MY EMAIL AND I??????

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    YOU ARE LITERALLY PUBLISHING AN INSULT TO YOUR OWN RULES BUT OKAY I GUESS IF GETTING TALKED DOWN TO TURNS YOU ON SOMEHOW AND I GET PUBLISHED I’VE GOT NO COMPLAINTS HERE?

    (Source: autisticalfred, via turtleoffreedom)

    I love my skin!

    (Source: arthaemisia, via bckys)

  2. Similar to the idea of Where’s Waldo, a Tumblr page called Subtle Dildo is posting random, ordinary pictures with a special hidden object. Can you find the dildo?

    did-you-kno:

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    Source

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  3. inter-webs:

    *sigh* why am i better than everyone

    (Source: 6yr, via agentrodgers)

  4. jesus-would-follow-me:

    the size of your thighs, or your waist, doesn’t matter

    its the size of your bank account that we really care about

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  5. i-am-sher-221b-locked-in-berk:

    trying to look cool in public with a friend like

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    (Source: wehaveourdragons, via star-lordofficial)

  6. behind-a-wall-of-illusion:

    kenweys:

    this elevator does not go up or down it goes isosceles triangle and left

    who the hell let willy wonka design another elevator

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    Captain America: The First Avenger Trivia Click gifs for more trivia in captions

    (Source: avengetheangels, via horns-of-mischief)

  7. extremelystubbornandsuspicious:

    "My good opinion, once lost-"

    "Man, shut up."

    (Source: cripplethebitch, via estebanwaseaten)

  8. peterdicicco:

    I learned last night that the website for "Space Jam" (circa 1996) is still online in its original form, and it is glorious!

    That’s right, kids, not a fan site, the official WB site. This is what the internet used to look like. And we loved it!

  9. "

    Early in my freshman year, my dad asked me if there were lots of Latinos at school. I wanted to say, “Pa, I’m one of the only Latinos in most of my classes. The other brown faces I see mostly are the landscapers’. I think of you when I see them sweating in the morning sun. I remember you were a landscaper when you first came to Illinois in the 1950s. And look, Pa! Now I’m in college!”

    But I didn’t.

    I just said, “No, Pa. There’s a few Latinos, mostly Puerto Rican, few Mexicans. But all the landscapers are Mexican.”

    My dad responded, “¡Salúdelos, m’ijo!”

    So when I walked by the Mexican men landscaping each morning, I said, “Buenos días.”

    Recently, I realized what my dad really meant. I remembered learning the Mexican, or Latin American, tradition of greeting people when one enters a room. In my Mexican family, my parents taught me to be “bien educado” by greeting people who were in a room already when I entered. The tradition puts the responsibility of the person who arrives to greet those already there. If I didn’t follow the rule as a kid, my parents admonished me with a back handed slap on my back and the not-so-subtle hint: “¡Saluda!”

    I caught myself tapping my 8-year-old son’s back the other day when he didn’t greet one of our friends: “Adrian! ¡Saluda!”

    However, many of my white colleagues over the years followed a different tradition of ignorance. “Maleducados,” ol’ school Mexican grandmothers would call them.

    But this Mexican tradition is not about the greeting—it’s about the acknowledgment. Greeting people when you enter a room is about acknowledging other people’s presence and showing them that you don’t consider yourself superior to them.

    When I thought back to the conversation between my dad and me in 1990, I realized that my dad was not ordering me to greet the Mexican landscapers with a “Good morning.”

    Instead, my father wanted me to acknowledge them, to always acknowledge people who work with their hands like he had done as a farm worker, a landscaper, a mechanic. My father with a 3rd grade education wanted me to work with my mind but never wanted me to think myself superior because I earned a college degree and others didn’t.

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    Ray Salazar, Mexican etiquette some white people need to learn on dad’s 77th birthday.

    Saluden Muchachxs, saluden.

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    Chris gets a question from a fan in the balcony 

    (Source: beardedchrisevans, via stevebottoms)

  10. firebendings:

    skarchomp:

    Remember that episode of Jimmy Neutron where the ending implied that at least the entire episode if not the whole series was the nightmare of a sentient pizza pie

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    I TOTALLY FORGOT ABOUT THIS

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