dashboard made a funny

anonymous asked:

What is this Moof cult that has taken over my dashboard XD

okay, story time: i made a post i thought was funny, someone reblogged it and mistyped “mood” to “‘moof”. my dumb brain (which it was late when this all began) went “MOOFIPLIER” and it started a civil war of those who wanted moof gone and those who wanted moof to stay, which ended with people wanting to be friends with Moof. Moof is an eldritch being who is gentle and shy and wishes to make friends. i’m one of his parents (or main parent i dunno what i am) or whatever and speaks for him lma o

just trying to have fun. i know it’s pretty silly lol

New to #Studyblr ? Don’t worry, I got ya back !

So today I got two messages from two students who are eager to join this community, but doesn’t know how this all works. Since everyday the number of studyblrs is growing, I decided to help & make a post about how to be a Studyblr.

1. Click that ‘+’ button !

At the very beginning, I followed practically everything & everyone on my Tumblr. It made my Dashboard look very weird. From fitspo to funny memes, you name it, it was that funny. But when I decided that I do not want to have a Tumblr blog about random things I chose to turn it to a Studyblr. 

I unfollowed everyone, and started following only the once who are Studyblr related. 

And today my Dashborad looks pretty amazing & inspiring too, thanks to these awesome studyblrs !

2. Reblog posts ! ‘Cause sharing is caring

I do LOVE to reblog posts. Simply when I find an amazing image related to studying, or taking notes I reblog immediately ! Because it amazes me how one picture can motivate me to go and study. Or it inspires me to, for example write notes like that & such. Reblog so that every studyblr can see it & gets motivated. The more you reblog, the better it gets ! 

3. Yes, you can ! 

Tumblr is great because, you can not only share others posts, but it gives you the opportunity to share your OWN post. Post a pick of your own study desk, or your notes. Don’t forget to add tags ! I mean it’s not necessary but the more tags you add the more followers you’ll gain. Add some like: studyblr, study desk, study hard, studying, study motivation, etc. 

Inspirational quotes do work as well ! They are clever & very inspiring. 

Or, yes it gets better, share your ideas with us ! Example: your study tips, or your pencil essentials, maybe your study, or morning/after school routine. Anything that invades your cute head ! (and also here add some tags). What I think the best thing to do is to make a post about you joining the Studyblr community. I’m sure that many studyblrs will notice you & will quickly start following. 

To be a Studyblr isn’t hard. Some use it to inspire others, other to inspire them self by posting only their own posts. Personalize yourblog how your heart desires ! 

Who said that studying can be boring ? (okay I lied there, sometimes it is..) Go on and show us how productive you can be. What’s your fave subject or book. Maybe impress us with your handwriting, & also try a challenge & show us how you’re dealing with it. Have you make it or not. 

This post is also dedicated to our new studyblrs: @speakbook and @studyandstaypositive ! *Gives you a huge welcome hug* 

Here’s to new awesome studyblrs ! Get excited to be productive !

There was once a very wealthy man, and this man had a young son. The man loved his son very much and wanted him to be happy; so when the boy’s birthday neared, he took his son aside and asked him, “Now son. Soon you will be eight years old. Tell me what you most want, and I will buy it for you, no matter how much it costs.”

The boy thought for a moment before replying, “I want a ping pong ball.”

The man was confused. “Just one ping pong ball? Are you sure that’s all you want?”

The boy nodded. “I want one ping pong ball.”

The boy’s birthday came around, and true to his word, the man had purchased for him a single ping pong ball. The boy, happy, thanked him.

A year passed, and the man asked his son again, “Son, soon you will be nine years old. Tell me what you most want, and I will buy it for you, no matter how much it costs.”

The boy thought for a moment before replying, “I want 3 ping pong balls.”

The man was confused. “3 ping pong balls? Are you sure that’s all you want?”

The boy nodded. “I want 3 ping pong balls.”

The boy’s birthday came around, and true to his word, the man had purchased for him 3 ping pong balls. The boy, happy, thanked him.

Another year passed, and the man asked his son again, “Son, soon you will be ten years old. Tell me what you most want, and I will buy it for you, no matter how much it costs.”

The boy thought for a moment before replying, “I want 17 ping pong balls.”

The man was confused. “17 ping pong balls? Are you sure that’s all you want?”

The boy nodded. “I want 17 ping pong balls.”

The boy’s birthday came around, and true to his word, the man had purchased for him 17 ping pong balls. The boy, happy, thanked him.

Another year passed, and the man asked his son again, “Son, soon you will be eleven years old. Tell me what you most want, and I will buy it for you, no matter how much it costs.”

The boy thought for a moment before replying, “I want 39 ping pong balls.”

The man was confused. “39 ping pong balls? Are you sure that’s all you want?”

The boy nodded. “I want 39 ping pong balls.”

The boy’s birthday came around, and true to his word, the man had purchased for him 39 ping pong balls. The boy, happy, thanked him.

Another year passed, and the man asked his son again, “Son, soon you will be twelve years old. Tell me what you most want, and I will buy it for you, no matter how much it costs.”

The boy thought for a moment before replying, “I want 68 ping pong balls.”

The man was confused. “68 ping pong balls? Are you sure that’s all you want?”

The boy nodded. “I want 68 ping pong balls.”

The boy’s birthday came around, and true to his word, the man had purchased for him 68 ping pong balls. The boy, happy, thanked him.

Another year passed, and the man asked his son again, “Son, soon you will be thirteen years old. Tell me what you most want, and I will buy it for you, no matter how much it costs.”

The boy thought for a moment before replying, “I want 126 ping pong balls.”

The man was confused. “126 ping pong balls? Are you sure that’s all you want?”

The boy nodded. “I want 126 ping pong balls.”

The boy’s birthday came around, and true to his word, the man had purchased for him 126 ping pong balls. The boy, happy, thanked him.

Another year passed, and the man asked his son again, “Son, soon you will be fourteen years old. Tell me what you most want, and I will buy it for you, no matter how much it costs.”

The boy thought for a moment before replying, “I want 347 ping pong balls.”

The man was confused. “347 ping pong balls? Are you sure that’s all you want?”

The boy nodded. “I want 347 ping pong balls.”

The boy’s birthday came around, and true to his word, the man had purchased for him 347 ping pong balls. The boy, happy, thanked him.

Another year passed, and the man asked his son again, “Son, soon you will be fifteen years old. Tell me what you most want, and I will buy it for you, no matter how much it costs.”

The boy thought for a moment before replying, “I want 982 ping pong balls.”

The man was confused. “982 ping pong balls? Are you sure that’s all you want?”

The boy nodded. “I want 982 ping pong balls.”

The boy’s birthday came around, and true to his word, the man had purchased for him 982 ping pong balls. The boy, happy, thanked him.

Another year passed, and the man asked his son again, “Son, soon you will be sixteen years old. Tell me what you most want, and I will buy it for you, no matter how much it costs.”

The boy thought for a moment before replying, “I want 3,497 ping pong balls.”

The man was confused. “3,497 ping pong balls? Are you sure that’s all you want?”

The boy nodded. “I want 3,497 ping pong balls.”

The boy’s birthday came around, and true to his word, the man had purchased for him 3,497 ping pong balls. The boy, happy, thanked him.

Another year passed, and the man asked his son again, “Son, soon you will be seventeen years old. Tell me what you most want, and I will buy it for you, no matter how much it costs.”

The boy thought for a moment before replying, “I want 10,562 ping pong balls.”

The man was confused. “10,562 ping pong balls? Are you sure that’s what you want?”

The boy nodded. “I want 10,562 ping pong balls.”

The boy’s birthday came around, and true to his word, the man had purchased for him 10,562 ping pong balls. The boy, happy, thanked him.

Another year passed, and the man asked his son again, “Son, soon you will be eighteen years old. Tell me what you most want, and I will buy it for you, no matter how much it costs.”

The boy thought for a moment before replying, “I want 439,724 ping pong balls.”

The man was confused. “439,724 ping pong balls? Are you sure that’s what you want?”

The boy nodded. “I want 439,724 ping pong balls.”

The boy’s birthday came around, and true to his word, the man had purchased for him 439,724 ping pong balls. The boy, happy, thanked him.

Another year passed, and the man asked his son again, “Son, soon you will be nineteen years old. Tell me what you most want, and I will buy it for you, no matter how much it costs.”

The boy thought for a moment before replying, “I want 1,792,902 ping pong balls.”

The man was confused. “1,792,902 ping pong balls? Are you sure that’s what you want?”

The boy nodded. “I want 1,792,902 ping pong balls.”

The boy’s birthday came around, and true to his word, the man had purchased for him 1,792,902 ping pong balls. The boy, happy, thanked him.

Another year passed, and the man asked his son again, “Son, soon you will be twenty years old. Tell me what you most want, and I will buy it for you, no matter how much it costs.”

The boy thought for a moment before replying, “I want 14,736,904 ping pong balls.”

The man was confused. “14,736,904 ping pong balls? Are you sure that’s what you want?”

The boy nodded. “I want 14,736,904 ping pong balls.”

The boy’s birthday came around, and true to his word, the man had purchased for him 14,736,904 ping pong balls. The boy, happy, thanked him.

Another year passed, and the man asked his son again, “Son, soon you will be twenty-one years old. Tell me what you most want, and I will buy it for you, no matter how much it costs.”

The boy thought for a moment before replying, “I want 314,560,295 ping pong balls.”

The man was confused. “314,560,295 ping pong balls? Are you sure that’s what you want?”

The boy nodded. “I want 314,560,295 ping pong balls.”

The boy’s birthday came around, and he was on his way to the party when a truck hit him as he was crossing a street. The boy was rushed to the hospital, and his father met him there. The boy didn’t have much longer to live.

“Son,” said the man, “There’s one thing that I have to know before you die. What were you doing with all those ping pong balls?”

The boy looked up at him, struggling to speak. “Well, Dad,” he said, “you see–” And he gave one last cough before he died.