Wow, such fantastic deals in this email I've been sent
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when my mom wants to watch a movie she texts me like a fuckboy
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Me: brings you dino nuggies while playing the Jurassic Park theme
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The most German of crimes
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sorry why is spn trending again
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Someone shared this with me.
I was called out.
My answer is:
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"Merchandising! Merchandising! Merchandising!" - Yogurt Spaceballs
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The Untamed but it's Crazy Ex-Girlfriend | The Untamed crack
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not donald pippin writing a sung english translation of verdi’s stiffelio and saying “actually stiffelio should tell lina to go kill raffaele herself”
(for context: the original italian line is “fia spento, io n’ho il dritto”, or “let him die, i have the right [to kill him]”)
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Beans.
My partner and I have a running joke with a friend. Every time he goes on holiday we increase the quantity of beans in his flat.
The first time we bought ~30 cans of kidney beans and hid them around the house like some Easter egg hunt thing but with beans.
The Second time we bought ~6kg dried white beans and hid those in various places. Nearly every receptacle that could safely hold beans became the home of beans. My personal favourite was emptying an oat milk carton, very carefully washing and drying it, filling it with beans and then just putting it back among several other cartons.
He went on holiday again a couple of weeks ago. Obviously there is an expectation of bean-based shenanigans. And obviously we have to beat our previous efforts.
Our friend has (had) a mosaic on his wall of the famous Marilyn Monroe Pop-Art by Andy Warhol. He made the mosaic himself. Over the last couple of weeks we have spent hours and hours assembling a frame, drawing up a pattern and gridding out a 70 x 70 frame and gluing an untold amount of beans to it. I have spent over 21 hours gluing beans to a frames.
For the last couple of days I ended up going to bed at 5:00 am because I lost track of time whilst experimenting with which types of glue works best with different beans (I now have *opinions* on this, y’all). The day of our friend’s return we spent the morning and afternoon grouting the piece and wiping it down and wiping it down again and wiping it down again because grout is just like that. In the evening we went to install the mosaic, just a few hours before his return. Here’s a comparison between the original and our clearly superior replication, and the new piece installed in its rightful place.
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The planet of the bass video sent me down a youtube rabbit hole yesterday, and I came across a song with these lyrics:
"I'm like a cake that wants to be baked
I'm like a pie made for hungry guys
My body's burning like a flame that's blue
It's time for action baby cut me in two
Slice me nice, slice me nice, slice me nice"
(Fancy - Slice Me Nice, 1984)
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y’all it took me so many tries to read this correctly
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Lese ich Spatort Fanfiction oder das sehr schlechte Buch eines Spiegel Bestseller Autors über einen Polizisten namens Adam mit prügelndem Vater (und plotrelevanter tragic childhood friendship)? Vote now on your phones
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ah so THATS why It's trending
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