shouldnt:

We’ve officially reached that annoying time of year where it’s sweater weather in the morning, but by midday you die from a heatstroke.

(via fuckyeahhowdy)

blacknoonajade:

penis-hunger-games:

calleo:

thelegendofkungjew:

calleo:

groovyphilia:

Apparently, this was the guy who was deported for being too handsome.
Suddenly, I understand.

Pretty sure it’s not just women they should have been ‘worried about’ not being able to—what was the wording? Control themselves?
That guy is hot.

I’m straight as an arrow and a Jew and I’d let him do things to me so vile they’d make Moses rise from the dead and punch me in the throat.

At which point, Moses would take a look at that guy and ask to join in.

this post is wild

I’m here for this. 

blacknoonajade:

penis-hunger-games:

calleo:

thelegendofkungjew:

calleo:

groovyphilia:

Apparently, this was the guy who was deported for being too handsome.

Suddenly, I understand.

Pretty sure it’s not just women they should have been ‘worried about’ not being able to—what was the wording? Control themselves?

That guy is hot.

I’m straight as an arrow and a Jew and I’d let him do things to me so vile they’d make Moses rise from the dead and punch me in the throat.

At which point, Moses would take a look at that guy and ask to join in.

this post is wild

I’m here for this. 

(Source: hahaniechan, via fuckyeahhowdy)

galactic-kat:

wasarahbi:

emes:

leeantsypantsy:

all-aboutqoqo:



“We dressed up as the book Madeline, with six people dressed up as her and me as Ms. Clavel, their teacher. One of the Madelines, however, was the truly special one…the one with the beard, that is. Our experience was hysterical—I’d walk all the girls (and one guy) down the street in two straight lines. Guys would be walking the other way, whistling or hollering at all the pretty ladies. Then, as they got to the back of the line, they’d see my friend Brennan, then they’d see me, and I could tell that they were suddenly wondering if ALL the Madelines were men.”




the last sentence

lmao what

There will never be a time when I don’t reblog this because it is my fave.

galactic-kat:

wasarahbi:

emes:

leeantsypantsy:

all-aboutqoqo:

“We dressed up as the book Madeline, with six people dressed up as her and me as Ms. Clavel, their teacher. One of the Madelines, however, was the truly special one…the one with the beard, that is. Our experience was hysterical—I’d walk all the girls (and one guy) down the street in two straight lines. Guys would be walking the other way, whistling or hollering at all the pretty ladies. Then, as they got to the back of the line, they’d see my friend Brennan, then they’d see me, and I could tell that they were suddenly wondering if ALL the Madelines were men.”

the last sentence

lmao what

There will never be a time when I don’t reblog this because it is my fave.

(Source: moda-pura, via fuckyeahhowdy)

High-School Teachers: You need to be professional when you go to college. High-School dress-code reflect what COLLEGE classes expect you to wear.

Actual College Student: I know this class is at 5:00 pm, but I'm wearing pajama pants and a tank top.

Actual College Professor: lol same.