Ocean: I’ve some great news for you!

Luke: You’re pregnant?

Ocean: What? No! It’s my dad, he wants you to come with him to Granite Falls to Anonymous Bears Convention. They hunt, fish, do the bear ceremonial dances, eat worms-

Luke: Dances? Worms? I don’t think I’m-

Ocean: I’m kidding! Your face is to die for, I swear!! There’s no Anonymous Bears Convention! I’m pregnant!


Voila ! 

Manger = Eat btw =)

Some of you asked me if I could learn some french there … on Tumblr, Why not ! 

Birds = Oiseaux 

Foxes = Renards

Worms = Ver de terre 

Kiwis and Pigeons are the same in the two languages, we are linked yaay ! 

You can see the differences between the two languages, being on Tumblr really help me to work my english and I learned some great expressions, so this is one for you in french :

“J'ai trop la dalle” it means that you are really hungry (don’t tell your french teacher about that, it’s quite familiar xD)

These animations will help to survive if you need to eat something and you can add :

“S'il vous plait”  at the end to be more polite, it’s like “please" 

and yeah …. I’m teaching you how to say "I’m hungry” in french in the day of Valentine’s day, so romantic !

Hoping it will help in the futur :3 


You know when you hear a song…and then that song gets stuck in your head?  Yeah, this is that song.  You’re welcome ;-) (via

The Signs Dancing
  • Taurus: Has one good move they just do over and over.
  • Gemini: Is actually really good hot damn.
  • Cancer: Can't and wont dance.
  • Virgo: cute little head bobs but nothing else
  • Libra: can only do group dances
  • Sagittarius: best twerker in the world
  • Capricorn: can't dance but doesn't give a fuck and dances anyway because yolo.
  • Aquarius: nobody thinks they can dance and then they surprise everyone by doing something crazy amazing.
  • Pisces: can only dance sexually
  • Aries: has no sense of rhythm

2012 London Olympics. U.S. v.s. North Korea.

“The game was on Hope’s birthday, so we thought she needed some fun. Abby proposed that Hope would do the worm if anyone on our team scored. With the possibility of a worm-dancing goalkeeper in our future, the mood was light when we hit the field at Old Trafford. Abby scored in the 25th minute. Sure enough, Hope dropped to the ground and did the worm! Christie Rampone joined in, and we all grabbed hands and did a little worm wave with our arms. It was hilarious, and it brought us all together in the same way making those snow angels had done years before.” – Alex Morgan, “Breakaway - Beyond the Goal”. 

The King of Leaves

Hidden from the pastures in the noxious low-land folds,
Withered weeds cross the bitter moss and the ancient meets the old.

Whispers low a dry creek’s flow where once pure waters spoke,
Now goes unheard with dusty words as ravens share a joke.

Flies spin and laugh in whirling paths to write death’s scribbled lines,
Within a kingdom of decay draped in the strangling vines.

And in the puzzle shadows of an oak tree’s wooden bones,
A fungus court their spores distort the gnarled rotting throne.

In the middle of a pallid masquerade the fat worms dance,
And beneath the wail of willow wives a hooded frog choir chants.

Then the King of Leaves does smile and sing into the tainted ground,
“Let the stale winds be my voice. Let the ashes be my crown.”

Dances With Worms

I danced as one with worms last night. Blind, assured, ingesting what’s in front of me, timeless, circular, muscular, soft, willing. Just resting in what I do without effort or thought. This simple process creates the soil that is the basis for life on our planet. Just being a lowly worm doing what I do.

Who I am, blind to other realities, trusting, being, expressing without effort. In my own time, my own way, dancing with worms, ingesting what’s in front of me, creating the essence that is the basis for life on our planet. As important as that, just from the worm dance.