nerdjpg:

What’s with the obsession with calling food or recipes “better than sex”…I tried your pintrest risotto Sharon and frankly I’m wondering if your needs are being met

officialyoda:

positive-memes:

It’s not really a meme but this is just so wholesome

swans can be gay

storywonker:

argumate:

tastefullyoffensive:

(via BabblingBaby)

you can save this cake by adding “Well :)”

“Well :). You’ve Aged.”

letitrainathousandflames:

I just made some tea;

smeasel:

mtgconspiracytheories:

Why do you always reblog this?

For Your Clarity. You’re Welcome.

millennial-review:

tomatomagica:

enecoo:

today’s wisdom

Protein…

urban-cryptid:

mulaney:

Uh oh! Baby Boy is on Tumblr! I’m John Mulaney and this is my first post. I am silly but also a guys’ guy. This is my best photo.

I cant believe this is actually john mulaney and not a parody blog created for the sole purpose of making this shitpost

dagonborn:

sailormoonsub:

m86:

give the sailor moon dub a chance

“I am tuXEdo MASk!!!”

“hhhhhhhhhhhh”

*guitar riff*

“you are…..?”

*gasp*

“heistuxedomaskidon’tbelieveit”

There’s a very specific emotion the tone of that last line conveys, and I can’t place what it is, but I feel it in my bones.

youngsamberg:

It was another huge year for director Ryan Coogler, a fellow Bay Area native.

saintfaustina:

its my god given bisexual right to be dramatic

starsholland:

I’m obsessed with these pictures of the Indianapolis Colts Cheerleaders wearing their real world professional work attire as their cheer uniforms

@bittenred and I talking about the content we want as if we’re not content creators

harlivy:

so we have a letter board in the apartment

shutupmerlin:

My boss doesn’t take me seriously because I’m the youngest in the office by a decade and spend most of my time making his life hell (unrelated problems).

Yesterday he asked me to help him with a problem with a program we use but wasn’t actually listening to me when I tried to help, so it wasn’t working. He asked who the expert on this program was in our office and I told him it was me. He asked who the expert was within the organisation and I told him it was me. He sent me out of his office saying he would call IT to fix it. So I very patiently went back to my desk, where my phone rang a minute later, with IT asking me to help someone who had a problem with the program.

The sheer unadulterated joy I felt making direct eye contact with my manager through the glass wall of his office whilst I answered his phone call will fuel me for WEEKS.