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mellopwn:

The fucking cat finally got the cheeseburger.
We can all go home.
The internet is over.

mellopwn:

The fucking cat finally got the cheeseburger.

We can all go home.

The internet is over.

(Source: skycold)

me: [gently touches the sleeping cat]

cat: [makes a tiny cat noise]

me: ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh nooooooooooooooooooooooooo ohh noo ohhhhh nooooooo oh no oh nooooo oh my god oh noooo

swerveycorps:

kawaii-dethu:

Anime blog: *text post making fun of anime*

no one hates anime as much as the people who watch anime

whiskeydrinking-operating:

This is Chester. When I was in Afghanistan I got a care package from one of those “Adopt a Soldier” programs that lets families send care packages to service men and women who are deployed overseas. Anyway, I got this care package, and it came with the usual stuff: Baby wipes, crackers, peanut butter, the Dad threw in a pack of cigarettes, and there was some jerky. But there was also a little beanie baby gold fish and a hand written note from a 7 year old girl that said  “Dear Soldier, (I wasn’t even mad) I hope you are doing well. I’m sorry you have to miss thanksgiving with your family. This is my friend Chester. He keeps me safe from monsters, but I think you need him more than I do. I hope he keeps you safe from the monsters you’re fighting. Take good care of him for me”.
You bet your ass that little fish was in my pocket every time I went on patrol.

whiskeydrinking-operating:

This is Chester. When I was in Afghanistan I got a care package from one of those “Adopt a Soldier” programs that lets families send care packages to service men and women who are deployed overseas. Anyway, I got this care package, and it came with the usual stuff: Baby wipes, crackers, peanut butter, the Dad threw in a pack of cigarettes, and there was some jerky. But there was also a little beanie baby gold fish and a hand written note from a 7 year old girl that said
“Dear Soldier, (I wasn’t even mad)
I hope you are doing well. I’m sorry you have to miss thanksgiving with your family. This is my friend Chester. He keeps me safe from monsters, but I think you need him more than I do. I hope he keeps you safe from the monsters you’re fighting. Take good care of him for me”.

You bet your ass that little fish was in my pocket every time I went on patrol.

(Source: never-let--it-die)

spicyshimmy:

myriadism:

spicyshimmy:

imagine after first contact with the vulcans there were all kinds of programs for cultural exchange so you had a bunch of vulcan ambassadors being shown prime examples of the human cultural experience and one of those examples was a group of vulcans being taken to the superbowl just standing there in their proper vulcan robes in between half naked humans with their faces painted, shouting and waving giant foam hands, and the vulcans were given giant foam hands, and they were like ‘what in surak’s name is this’

Vulcan ambassadors at a rock concert

Vulcan ambassadors at Oktoberfest

Vulcan ambassadors getting lost in The Mall of America

Vulcan ambassadors appearing as special guests on various talk shows including Ellen, Oprah, and the Late Late show with Craig Ferguson

Vulcan ambassadors writing research reports upon the bizarre human phenomena of “reality tv shows” even though these shows clearly do not represent an authentic reality

Vulcan ambassadors being persuaded to wear snuggies and eat popcorn and watch The Wizard of Oz

vulcan ambassadors on roller coasters, picking up their mid-ride photographs after, all of their faces like “:|” next to the humans beside them all “:O!”

vulcan ambassadors observing human fans of boy bands, wondering what about their pheromones could possibly cause such mass hysteria

vulcan ambassadors taken to halloween parades, where humans are dressed up as vulcans

vulcan ambassadors treated to a stack of pancakes for the first time

vulcan ambassadors becoming addicted to comic books, memorizing every plot point and retcon

vulcan ambassadors at a water park. they do not trust it.

bae: come over

me: do you have food

bae: my parents aren't home

me: are they coming back with food