Tumblr needs more of this….whatever this is.
you go doris
NOW MIT SOURCEN
it’s probably somewhere on her tumblr as well but iunno
In Britain we let those AUBERGINES live once we heal them with our FREE HEALTH CARE
NOBODY CARES, ENGLAND
at least America came up with their own word and didn’t steal ours
you used the wrong flag France
Hey! Hey, guys! Canada likes eggplants - or aubergine - what ever you want to call it - too!
Can we be included in this!?
Tumblr is the only place I can think of where a picture of an eggplant turns into a battle between countries.
I can never not reblog this post
(via crazyskrae)Source: hungarian
Boy, I wish the weather even kind of made sense right now.
That moment when you mean to type tumbler in regular conversation referring to something you keep a drink in, but you type tumblr without even thinking about it.
Okay, so tonight I noticed a spider right above my bed in the corner where the walls meet the ceiling. Upon closer inspection, there were two spiders (another one a foot away on the wall) plus a cobweb with several little things in it. I assume gnats that got caught there. Anyways, normally I wouldn’t care but these were right above my bed so I demanded their immediate extermination. I grabbed a box of tissue, killed the first spider and cleared out the cobweb, then went to dispose of those things. On the way, I felt something odd on the bottom of my foot. I went to the bathroom to check it out; apparently I had incurred a minor injury on the bottom of my foot sometime earlier and had completely failed to notice until then. I still have no idea when that happened. I slapped a band-aid on it and went back for the last spider. Owing to its positioning, I actually failed to kill it and it fell off the wall. I got down on the floor with a flashlight to look under my bed to make sure it wasn’t lurking around down there aaaaaaand found a phone charger adapter I had lost over a year ago. What. The. Fuck. I seriously looked everywhere for that thing when I lost it last year, and it turns up under my bed a year later? I have had cause to look under my bed for plenty of other reasons since and it was never there. Did it fall into a dimensional rift or something?
I blame the cats.
imagine trying to take a shit while in the arena
like with cameras everywhere and the constant fear of being killed
and like what would happen if someone popped up and killed you mid poop
and you became know as the person who died mid poop during the hunger games
I really thought of this the other day. I mean, what do they wipe with? Wouldn’t they all smell like poop? What if you have an ally - do you agree to watch each others’ backs while you do your business? I mean, just sounds awkward all-around. It would probably be a good idea to bury your poop in the arena, like a cat, to hide the fact that you’ve been somewhere. But like, it would still smell for a bit. I wonder if anyone’s ever been killed in the arena because another tribute followed their poop smell to find them.
(via notholmes)Source: everthorned