[id: green capital text in a somewhat scratchy blocky font reading, “HOW TO MAKE YOUR HOUSE HAUNTED”. /end id]
actually being unable to comprehend writing is funny as hell. i was walking through kroger earlier and saw a pack of ground beef and thought it was labeled gronk beef
gronk beef monday i fucking guess. jesus christ people.
hairy men. large hairy men. big big large hairy men. agree.
hairy women. large hairy women. big big large hairy women. agreee.
Gordon Freeman is a man who fucked everything up by following directions (from his workplace) (directions were put the orange rock over there). And he is seen as a hero.
Lamarr the headcrab fucked everything up by following directions (from her heart) (directions were be a little animal that likes jumping). And what does Lamarr get. Nothing. This is called sexism
Ballad of Weird Dog
a song + video featuring hundreds of weird dog drawings by VIEWERS LIKE YOU
SLEEP WHEN YOU’RE DEAD
Comm I did for Antdroids1 on twitter!
[Image ID: Art of a neon blue skeleton strutting fabulously. Against a black background, the skeleton steps forward in gold-platformed, thigh-high, iridescently pink and blue boots (which hang a little loose, as they’re supported only by bones). The skeleton’s spine bows back, its ribcage thrust up. Three shining gold necklaces are around its neck, bouncing up from its chest, with rays of rectangles flaring along the chains. The skeleton also wears gleaming gold lamé opera gloves and a short but voluminously fluffy hot pink fur coat, which flares around the skeleton and envelops its upraised arms. One arm is bent, hand posed behind the skull, and the other reaches overhead, but the wrist is limp. This hand can be seen wearing long, curving claw-like nails within the glove and pinched between the first two fingers is a long black cigarette holder. Bronze smoke wisps away from the tip and thickens at the other top corner. Blue and gold confetti falls behind the skeleton, more bronze smoke swirls by its feet, and everything glitters to varying degrees.
Caps ID: “Sleep When You’re Dead”
/end ID]
Anonymous asked:
Miku what's in your refrigerator please I'm so hungry miku
this is just a joke ! i don’t have a refrigerator in here.
you want the truth? you want the fucking truth????