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“My life has been a path at the edge of uncertainty. You don’t grow on a secure path. All of us should conquer something in life, and it needs a lot of work and it needs a lot of risk. In order to grow and to improve, you have to

                        be there, 

                                    a bit on the edge of uncertainty.”

Well, I guess on top of “owner busted for felony tax evasion”, “burned down due to hookah mishap”, and “turned out to be money-laundering front for Ukrainian Mafia”, we can now add “owner’s business partner cleaned out bank accounts and skipped town for India” to the list of reasons why my favourite restaurants have gone out of business.

  • Bucky: what the fuck is with all the food in this century. why would you take the caffeine out of coffee. why does coke taste wrong. you shits. you bastards. i can’t even smoke in the goddamn restaurants. this century is terrible
  • Sam: *replaces all the soda in the house with diet* *switches out the coffee with decaf* *leaves passive-aggressive pamphlets on the dangers of smoking everywhere* oh wait until you find out what we did to hotdogs

When Colin Farrell was in Toronto filming A Home At The End Of The World, which we haven’t watched but did read the Wikipedia plot summary so we can fake it if we ever meet him, he spotted a homeless man smoking outside a restaurant. Naturally, Farrell decided to bum a cigarette. They chatted for a bit, although the man had no idea who Farrell was because homeless shelters tend to have shitty DVD collections.

The man, who went by the bizarre but kind-of-cool name of Stress, began opening up about his struggles with depression and alcoholism. When they were done, Farrell promised to stay in touch, a promise that we assumed sounded about as empty as our promise to have coffee with the old elementary school friend we ran into at the mall.

However, a few days later, a local radio station was offering listeners $2,000 if they could bring Farrell to them for an interview (and presumably not under duress). When Farrell heard about the offer, he started scouring the streets in his limousine until he found Stress. Stress might have been under the reasonable impression that this rich man was going to hunt him for sport, but instead Farrell took him to the radio station under the guise that Stress had actually convinced him to come. Stress was $2,000 richer, and when Farrell again promised to stay in touch, it now sounded pretty damn legitimate.

When Farrell returned to Toronto four years later, he took it upon himself to end Stress’ homelessness. First he took him on a shopping spree for clothes and a few other essentials, and then he gave him some rent money. Stress joined an addiction recovery group, started exercising at the Y, and today is a sober man with a sturdy roof over his head who goes by his real name, David Woods. David described his life as “hopeless” before Farrell gave him a helping hand, which makes us feel kinda shitty for cracking all those jokes about how terrible he was in Daredevil.

5 Times A Celebrity’s Kindness Made A Real-Life Impact

mcrtinc  asked:

"A Steak in the shape of Mettaton's face?- gosh, that's hilarious! i didn't know that a person could be THIS narcissistic."

Burgerpants literally dropped his cigarette to the floor (and no, he didn’t care that he was smoking inside of the restaurant). Was he dreaming? Honestly, another person that saw past that disgusting sugary personality Mettaton put up to cover for how goddamn egoistic and flamboyant he actually was?

BP slammed down his paws on the counter, perfectly ecstatic to finally have a customer that wasn’t going to gush about how big a fan they were of the goddamn robot.

“Right?! RIGHT?! I keep telling people, but everyone just thinks he’s SOOO great!”