One foot in the grave, one in the DVR.
A MOOD
Those three damn words.

One foot in the grave, one in the DVR.
A MOOD
Those three damn words.
The tols Vs. The smols
So what you’re saying is…in order to be a part of the dark side you must be above 6 feet tall?
You must be THIS tall to Join the Dark Side.
proof
IT KEEPS CHECKING OUT
So, I had a sudden horrible thought and
*scREAMING*
Add that to the proof that Jar Jar Binks is actually the most powerful Sith.
maybe you MILLENIALS would be able to afford a house if you stopped spending your money at your local diner’s jukebox buying twenty one (21) plays of what’s new pussycat with one (1) play of it’s not unusual in the middle
Does everyone just inexplicably know this
just watch it
UNMUTE
How? Did not miss one beat
Awesome 💕💕💕
I’ve already watched this 3xs! Love it!
corn cat…reblog for a plentiful harvest
Cats VS Washing Machines
reblog if you’re gay and your glasses are dirty
Emily Ladau: “Ticketmaster is the literal worst. I wanted tickets for Waitress to see Sara Bareilles make her Broadway debut and Ticketmaster told me that since the only accessible seats in the theater are in the orchestra section, I’d have to pay orchestra prices. Basically, my inability to climb steps meant I’d need to pay for premium seating if I wanted to see the show. My mom pushed me to advocate for a lower price point, but the Ticketmaster rep and the manager she transferred us to were both obnoxiously condescending. So, we hung up with them and called the theater directly instead, explained the issue, and scored tickets one row away and $100 cheaper than what Ticketmaster tried conning me into for accessible seats. Always call the theater first and don’t settle for expensive access. Lessons learned.”
me: *happens to stand between multiple light sources and casts two shadows because that’s how shadows work*
my brain, still to this day, every single time: