not daily pokemon: scolipede
Okay, can I just... Let me just try something...
First body ref is from @ave661 - link to the post
Second is from reddit, by u/zhrooms
Cyanometer - an instrument for measuring blueness, specifically the color intensity of blue sky - attributed to Horace-Bénédict de Saussure and Alexander von Humboldt
you mothers fucker don’t need to make us scroll forty goddamn linear feet.
Caught flirting on a mission I’m alive, I’ve been just playing too much COD lately 🙈
saw a template on tiktok and had to do it
I had to take pictures of my current game to get everything I needed for this LMAO
@dynamite124 may I interest you in a funny haha featuring your little guy
Are you trapped on tumblr right now?
Is there something you planned to do before you got trapped in the endless tumblr scroll?
Are you yelling at yourself to get up and do the thing, but you can’t, because you’re trapped in the endless tumblr scroll?
Consider this your save point.
Put tumblr down, stand up, stretch, and go do the thing you planned to do. Future you will be incredibly grateful.
Things people in the notes have been able to do thanks to this post:
- eat breakfast
- go to bed
- get out of bed
- take a shower
- write
- practice
- watch Superman Returns and write a paper on it
- retain shreds of sanity
I need y’all to know that you’re doing amazing, and I’m so glad that I was able to help you break out of a procrastination loop you did not want to be stuck in.
Soap: You want some leftovers?
Ghost: What are those?
Soap: You never had leftovers before?
Ghost: No because I'm not a quitter
Price: I have an idea but I need your permission
Laswell: Since when do you need my permission to do anything?
Price: I don't but if this goes badly I don't want it to be just my fault
Horangi: On a scale of 1 to 10, how mad at me are you?
Konig, glaring: 8
Horangi: Oh, I can do better
Ghost: About the love letter you sent me...
Soap, nervous: W-What about it?
Ghost: The second paragraph-
Soap: Yea, I got pretty emotional there-
Ghost: You forgot a comma
Soap:
Gaz: You are not getting yourself blown up. Price would try to shoot me, and Ghost would stop him just to torture me himself.
Soap: Come onnnn I know what I'm doing! I'm demolitions for a reason!
Soap: I'll have you know I learned demolitions from Sergeant Newcastle. Sure, he was a tad bit of a loon, yes we blew up his ex wife's car, there was a lot of hands on and learning on the field-
Gaz: Hold on- you blew up your sergeant's ex wife's car??
Soap: Not important, Gaz. The point is, I know what I'm doing!