this girl who rode my bus once came up to me and was like “oh my god dont get offended or anything but are you GAAAAAAAAAAY?!” and i was like yeah and then she was like “OH MY GOD WE HAVE TO HANG OUT AND GO SHOPPING” and i was like “dont get offended or anything but are you ASIAN?!” and she was like “omg yeah im filipino” and i was like “OH MY GOD WE HAVE TO MAKE SPRING ROLLS AT YOUR HOUSE SOME TIME” and she never talked to me again
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i searched up last minute halloween costumes on google and then this came up
and then i was like waht. but then i get itttt noWW ITS A CEILING FAN OMG HAHAHAHAHA
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HAHAHAHAHA!
If this were a real thing, I would be doing it right now.
Huh, that seems like a very useful tutorial. But… Does it work with women? It would be really useful for crossplaying.
Let’s give it a try. Fortunately, I have some spare “Man Soap” with me.
I can’t wait a full minute-!! It tingles too much-!
Huh… A nice stubble. That’s what I get for cleaning too soon…
But I can always try adding a package FULL OF BACON~! I wonder if that will have any effects really…
HOLY MOTHER OF ODIN-
if only it were this easy!!!
where can i buy man soap, do you know?
(Source: serski, via thattransguy)
The more I learn about Satanism, the less horrendous it seems. Not even kidding.
That’s cause non-theistic Satanism is more about worshipping yourself and sorta treating others how you want to be treated etc
hail satan
satanism is actually really solid like the Fifth Satanic Rule of the Earth says not to make sexual advances unless you are given consent
satan seems like a pretty nice guy
This week on “I didn’t know I was a Satanist”
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the answer is definitely E.
they are all wrong the correct translation is ‘hon hon hon baguette eiffel tower’
(Source: korean-fashion, via burningtowns)
(Source: iraffiruse, via somerandomtrevorguy)
Gay Man: “Excuse me?”
Angry Customer: “You heard me, you little s***. Let’s not make this into some little pride protest, okay? I have to accept that you’re going to live your lifestyle, and you have to accept that I’ve got freedom of speech.”
Gay Man: *quietly* “Is it too much to ask for a little human decency?”
Angry Customer: “Human? Listen up, what you’re doing is not human. I think I have the right to determine what I think is human.”
Angry Customer: *to the owner* “Hey, can you move either them or us to another table?”
Owner: “I’m sorry ma’am, but we have a strict ‘no pets’ policy in my restaurant.”
Wife: “Uh, I, uh, what? I don’t have a—”
Owner: “Well, according to your talking monkey over here, I can determine who’s a human and who’s not. You bring an animal into my restaurant; I gotta assume it’s your pet.”
