tush:

my wife didn’t appreciate my fridge magnet poem.

tush:

my wife didn’t appreciate my fridge magnet poem.

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fungii:

seeing your favorite character reduced to nothing but the other half of a ship by the fandom

image

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kirkeh:

spindlebug:

sweet-bitsy:

breanieswordvomit:

caffeinated-zombie:

So, in the middle of everything today, we ran across a hellaciously distressed momma mallard and a bunch of her baby ducks that had fallen down a sewer grate. Another guy was already trying to fish them out, so my friend and I called animal control before we tried to fish the rest of them out. When Animal Control got there, we had all of them out and the mother duck quacking very happily. I was surprised - none of us got snapped at or hurt. I was even holding onto a bag at one point that had all of them in it and she just watched me. 

I love how the duck is perched on the guy’s butt

I’M SO HAPPY

AH GOSH this has made me so happy
what wonderful people

It’s like she understood they were helping ;;

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thedepthofme:

when you know you’re doing it right

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niknak79:

He’s tripping on acid

niknak79:

He’s tripping on acid

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jawslightning:

aviarei:

What if right after putting on the Queen’s ring for the first time Jack didn’t like his new hat and he tried to get rid of it but couldn’t

THIS NEEDS TO BE INCUDED IN CANON

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violentbaudelaire:

”This is my favorite photo in the world - me and Linus, born to a dairy cow and ordered to be killed when the farmer saw he was a male (and thus useless in the dairy industry). A compassionate individual intervened, and he was brought to a sanctuary. I met him when he was a few days old and 60 pounds, and he would always try to sit on my lap. Today, 7 years young and 1500 pounds, he still tries to sit on my lap.”
- Colleen Patrick-Goudreau

violentbaudelaire:

”This is my favorite photo in the world - me and Linus, born to a dairy cow and ordered to be killed when the farmer saw he was a male (and thus useless in the dairy industry). A compassionate individual intervened, and he was brought to a sanctuary. I met him when he was a few days old and 60 pounds, and he would always try to sit on my lap. Today, 7 years young and 1500 pounds, he still tries to sit on my lap.”

- Colleen Patrick-Goudreau

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