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is there a limit to how many comments will show on the posts now? cos the comment chain seems to go straight down from the original posts instead of kind of to the side not to mention each individual comment takes up way more space than they used to. are we gonna end up with posts with a billion comment we have to scroll past..

lets find out. Everyone comment on this

hey

I’m watching chopped

poopey butt clan

it was really hot and humid today but i feel like everyone complained about it more than was really warranted

let me know when there is an unironic “spread this like wildfire” comment

i’m in class rn and this update is fucking ugh

WHEN WILL THE SWEET EMBRACE OF DEATH FIND ME

lmaooooooo this update is awful

Luckily they didn’t update it for me yet. Let’s see how long they take.

K I L L M E

Memes But With Puppies

aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa

this update is the visual version of the word “yikes”

save the bees

i’m tired

why me

anyone know a good graphics maker i need a signature for my posts

motherfucking jesse eisenburg jesus christ fuck dude

welcome to hell!welcome to hell!welcome to hell!welcome to hell!

wolf children is about a lady having a relationship with a furry

In Octodad, how did the lady have kids with an octopus? And how are the kids 100% human? These questions need to be answered.

Considering the trend of bestiality romance novels going on neither of these things surprises me

How much wood could a woodchuck chuck, if a woodchuck could chuck wood??

tumblr is a 100% funcational website

Motherfucking Jesse Eisenberg jesus christ fuck dude motherfucking Facebook movie bullshit jesus can you fucking believe this shit

Goddamn created Facebook and fucking lawyers and shit right fucking Winklevoss Twins goddamn rowing the boat fuck yo shit i can’t even fucking believe this shit have you seen this shit fuck i just watched this shit fuck Jesse Eisenberg man

Motherfucking Spiderman Spiderman you put in the time fuck put in the time motherfucking build shit with his bare hands fucking best friend shit Jesse Eisenberg

No man i’ll just talk about the Facebook movie all day shit man you have to be so interested in the shit i have to say about the Facebook movie fuck dude i just watched it a year and a half ago fuck Jesse Eisenberg man he fucked over Spiderman crazy Winklevoss Twins rowing trent resin or did the soundtrack fuck this guy who invented Facebook i don’t like dying i can’t think of who the fuck invented Facebook all i can think is the guy who played the guy who invented Facebook who the fuck invented Facebook
MARK ZUCKERBERG

What if your legs didn’t know they were legs

I can’t leave this site for a few days without some new update happening can I?

Marlon Brando was bisexual. Bupita happened. I have a cat named after River Phoenix. Johnlock is canon. I’m a lesbian. Mexican food is the best.

Johnlock is canon. Tumblr hates all of us. It’s pumpkin spice everything season.

johnlock

I hate everything about this blue hellsite

DLC culture is stupid. Why are you selling me an incomplete broken game and then expecting me to buy the rest of the game months down the line. And the DLC are just as fucking broken (COUGH AWAKENING COUGH) Fuck DLCs JUST FINISH THE GAME AND PUT THEM IN THE GAME.

hear it hurgling

AND STEVEN!

i want to die

I just want to reblog this and stress this: Levi lost his entire squad. He didn’t lose 20% of his squad. He didn’t even lose 50%. He lost his whole squad. Look at what it’s done to him. You can see the death in his eyes, but he keeps on going. This is why Levi is one of my favorite characters.

Im a farking lesbian

hate michelle tanner

i want to die

stop maining luigi in smash bros

shit boy! boy i die

What do you have against Michelle?

make it long boys

young man, you are young and a man

shut up steve

Fight me, Janet

(ノ◉◇◉)ノ彡┻━┻ COME AT ME

The guy who is the front man of this band can literally be described as “a dudebro with a beard complex” and I literally hate every nanosecond of his egotistical, sexist ass

Want me to pass the promethium?

Ehhhh, can I listen to it on, ehhhhh, Spoofy?

the dark man took my son

Johnlock is literally the worst, that show should be dead and gone by now. Get better tastes.

Listen here cum-slut, I bet you 5 million dollars that you don’t own a bird. But guess what? I own 7. And I can tell you right now that a bird would never just walk into something like a chocolate fountain. They’ll rarely walk directly into water.

But say that your idiotic theory is correct.

Say it did actually walk into it.

That animal still probably died.

Is that still funny to you? Do you still get your kicks out of knowing that that bird was probably terrified and opening its mouth to scream in that last panel?

And if you say yes then you seriously disgust me as a human being.

I’m here with a message about a very issue that’s close to my heart. An issue that effects me and many others everyday. My message is simple, don’t touch my shit. We live in a world where millions of people go everyday without touching my shit. Why can’t you be one of them. You alone have the power to stop touching my shit because you’re the one touching my shit. In fact research indicates that that the simple act of touching your shit and only your shit, we can eradicate the issue of you touching my shit almost immediately, with only a dime a day. I made a little stack of dimes and put it on my dresser. It fell over, so I know your touching my shit. Don’t touch my shit. I’ll set up a camera, don’t think I won’t! Once I woke up in the middle of the night and it was dark and I could see you touching my shit. I mean come on, who else would it be. Your shit. My shit. Stop touching my shit now, and you’ll receive this commemorative token bag. Then it will be your shit. (Don’t call. Just stop touching my shit) And you can touch it literally whenever you want. Join me, and together we can create a world where people keep their hands to themselves. You know who you are! Seriously, who taught you manners, have some respect.

A long long time ago
I can still remember how
That music used to make me smile
And I knew if I had my chance
That I could make those people dance
And maybe they’d be happy for a while

But February made me shiver
With every paper I’d deliver
Bad news on the doorstep
I couldn’t take one more step

I can’t remember if I cried
When I read about his widowed bride
Something touched me deep inside
The day the music died
So

Bye, bye Miss American Pie
Drove my Chevy to the levee but the levee was dry
And them good ole boys were drinking whiskey and rye
Singin’ this’ll be the day that I die
This’ll be the day that I die

Did you write the book of love
And do you have faith in God above
If the Bible tells you so?
Do you believe in rock and roll?
Can music save your mortal soul?
And can you teach me how to dance real slow?

Well, I know that you’re in love with him
‘Cause I saw you dancin’ in the gym
You both kicked off your shoes
Man, I dig those rhythm and blues

I was a lonely teenage broncin’ buck
With a pink carnation and a pickup truck
But I knew I was out of luck
The day the music died
I started singin’

Bye, bye Miss American Pie
Drove my Chevy to the levee but the levee was dry
And them good ole boys were drinking whiskey and rye
Singin’ this’ll be the day that I die
This’ll be the day that I die

Now, for ten years we’ve been on our own
And moss grows fat on a rolling stone
But, that’s not how it used to be

When the jester sang for the king and queen
In a coat he borrowed from James Dean
And a voice that came from you and me

Oh and while the king was looking down
The jester stole his thorny crown
The courtroom was adjourned
No verdict was returned

And while Lennon read a book on Marx
The quartet practiced in the park
And we sang dirges in the dark
The day the music died
We were singin’

Bye, bye Miss American Pie
Drove my Chevy to the levee but the levee was dry
Them good ole boys were drinking whiskey and rye
And singin’ this’ll be the day that I die
This’ll be the day that I die

Helter skelter in a summer swelter
The birds flew off with a fallout shelter
Eight miles high and falling fast

It landed foul on the grass
The players tried for a forward pass
With the jester on the sidelines in a cast

Now the half-time air was sweet perfume
While sergeants played a marching tune
We all got up to dance
Oh, but we never got the chance

'Cause the players tried to take the field
The marching band refused to yield
Do you recall what was revealed
The day the music died?
We started singin’

Bye, bye Miss American Pie
Drove my Chevy to the levee but the levee was dry
Them good ole boys were drinking whiskey and rye
And singin’ this’ll be the day that I die
This’ll be the day that I die

Oh, and there we were all in one place
A generation lost in space
With no time left to start again

So come on Jack be nimble, Jack be quick
Jack Flash sat on a candlestick
'Cause fire is the devil’s only friend

Oh and as I watched him on the stage
My hands were clenched in fists of rage
No angel born in Hell
Could break that Satan’s spell

And as the flames climbed high into the night
To light the sacrificial rite
I saw Satan laughing with delight
The day the music died
He was singin’

Bye, bye Miss American Pie
Drove my Chevy to the levee but the levee was dry
Them good ole boys were drinking whiskey and rye
Singin’ this’ll be the day that I die
This’ll be the day that I die

I met a girl who sang the blues
And I asked her for some happy news
But she just smiled and turned away

I went down to the sacred store
Where I’d heard the music years before
But the man there said the music wouldn’t play

And in the streets the children screamed
The lovers cried, and the poets dreamed
But not a word was spoken
The church bells all were broken

And the three men I admire most
The Father, Son, and the Holy Ghost
They caught the last train for the coast
The day the music died
And they were singing

Bye, bye Miss American Pie
Drove my Chevy to the levee but the levee was dry
And them good ole boys were drinking whiskey and rye
Singin’ this’ll be the day that I die
This’ll be the day that I die

They were singing
Bye, bye Miss American Pie
Drove my Chevy to the levee but the levee was dry
Them good ole boys were drinking whiskey and rye
Singin’ this’ll be the day that I die