fuckyeahfoodfight:

chumpersonable:

the greatest gag in all of homestar runner is that Strong Bad’s stool makes a wood scraping sound even though it’s on a carpeted floor

nextyearsgirl:

Trying to keep track of which of my mutuals hate each other like

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boara:

HE THOUGHT HIS LIL FRIEND GOT BAKED INTO A COOKIE I AM 100% DONE AWHH

heyitspj:

he rises

heyitspj:

he rises

pakoblog:

A transparent congaing Demonstration Man for all your transparent congaing Demonstration Man needs

pakoblog:

A transparent congaing Demonstration Man for all your transparent congaing Demonstration Man needs

tampontampoff:

whenever my dad makes pancakes he always makes a tiny baby one for our dog

gyobu:

when ur really strong

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i had a dream last night i was brought to some type of training facility

and inside they conditioned you to fight by putting you to sleep and making you into an animal avatar-style

i woke up as a deer, a buck, but I saw everyone outside was a doe, and i scraped my weird looking antlers off and came out to see them

i don’t know why

and so I climbed out and into the thick misty foggy area and noticed they were ganging up on eachother, one in particular was a doe that was a little bigger than the others, that they were all trying to take down together

and i was in comparison smaller than everyone else, but i grew my horns back and fought them off of the big doe

and then they died, they all just died, and I woke up (in the dream) at the bottom of a bunkbed, and i climbed to the top and saw an old friend of mine

and she said to me “Why did you do that, how dare you do that!” or.. something along those lines over and over and over again, and I had no idea anything was wrong, (she was the big doe, I’m pretty sure), but I talked to her about something, I don’t remember what

then we fell asleep on the same bunk of the bunkbed and got sent back to the deer place, where we were all alone in the misty, dark green swampland area

and in the dream i couldn’t for the life of me remember why they were no longer my friend. i couldn’t remember one of the nasty things she had said or lied about, I was completely innocent to it, I just thought I had lost her somewhere and couldn’t find her anymore

and I missed her so badly that when i actually woke up, very early in the morning and still half asleep, I went upstairs to my grandpa’s computer and visited her blog hoping she was doing ok

and there it is, right in the personal tag, negative shit about me and my friends

fucking whiplash

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gameraboy:

Winner!