*prints this tweet, rolls a cigarette with it, and puts it between my teeth without lighting it*
“What are you in here for then?”
“Arson and murder. What about you, kid?”
“The Glee cover of Teenage Dream.”
when you drink the water and the tummy go sploosh sploosh
when you realize we all turned into squidward
This is like the cutest thing ever. It’s from the gif-set I reblogged.
Taking its first steps, and after successfully doing so, the chick goes “Yay!”
It’s so freaking cute.
GIVE ME 1000.
1927 was a rough time for donuts.
Me and my sibling can go from
in like three seconds
on a scale from disney to dreamworks what’s your sibling relationship
Why can’t there be a male hooter’s equivalent where male servers are shirtless and highly sexualized for their bodies and looks
Male Strip clubs. You’re thinking of male strip clubs.
No. Not a male strip club. A strip club is a strip…
Sometimes i think ‘hey i changed my url so people will forget this comment happened’ but no. i always get the ‘you’re the period dean blogger, right??’
My legacy ladies and gents
The small village of Ciocanesti in Romania produces the most beautiful hand-painted Easter eggs I’ve ever seen. This video is a wonderful look at the process and tradition.
First, the (duck, goose, chicken, or even ostrich) egg is drained, through a tiny hole. Then, using a method akin to batik, it is dipped in dye and painted one color at a time, with the painter applying beeswax to those areas she wants to protect from the next round of dying. The painting implement, called a kishitze, is a stick with an iron tip. (Previously, egg-painters would have used thorns or pig bristles.)
And then the wax is melted and wiped off the egg, revealing the colors underneath. So cool. (via @colossal)
This is so wonderful. Must get to the motherland one day.