Look, you can dance if you want to
Honestly, you can leave your friends behind
It’s just cause… your friends don’t dance
And like if they don’t dance… they’re like no friends of mine
Look, you can dance if you want to
Honestly, you can leave your friends behind
It’s just cause… your friends don’t dance
And like if they don’t dance… they’re like no friends of mine
Once I was helping my neighbour clean out his attic and he left to go answer the phone. Then I found a box full of body parts. There were human hands, rabbit feet, frog legs, bird wings and I even found a jar of eyeballs. I couldn’t tell whether they were real or not. I mean the eyeballs were kinda squishy so???
When I was a child, I was hanging out at my friends house. We got bored and decided to look in his attic for something to mess around with. We found a big ass knife, multiple photos of him and his family(some taken while they were asleep and some taken discretely during the day), and several old cans of food. The proverbial nail in the coffin was the words”not worth the effort” scratched into the wall. Keep in mind they hadn’t been up there since Christmas. Nobody knows when he showed up and made himself at home or when he up and left.
My aunt called my dad over to check through her attic because she and the kids kept hearing movement. The only things up there were a bible, some candles, a table full of rags, and a jar of beans.
God gave me depression because if my ambitions went unchecked I would have bested him in hand to hand combat by age 16
I’m reblogging myself because I read the source. The lead scientist involved theorized that it was going fast enough that A) it would not have burnt up in our atmosphere, and B) it would not have been caught in Earth’s orbit. Essentially meaning, the first man made object launched into space was a manhole cover that’s still traveling the cosmic abyss.
the walking dead, game of thrones, and breaking bad were just superwholock for men
Game of Walking Bad
why the fuck is this so funny
I’ll be honest…I don’t want a career. I don’t want to work. I want to be LEFT ALONE and paid for it.
“No point in thinking, you just have to get on with life. We only have one after all, we should try and do our best. We can never get it right, but we must try.”
— Kate Atkinson, Life After Life
(via the-book-diaries)
At this point there’s no excuse for a baby boomer to be technologically incompetent anymore. It’s just willful ignorance, this shit is not fucking hard
“why is it asking for a password” because you’re logging into something martha, that’s how it’s been for the last 20 fucking years
“how do i do [x] can you show me” no dale you can Google it like the rest of us. it requires one exposure to the concept of googling to understand how it works. your generation was smart enough to cause a total economic collapse out of malice but not smart enough to type in a few words I guess
“im just not tech savvy” no you just refuse to learn because like in most things you are stuck in your ways
the worst part is after you help an old fuck with some sort of tech bullshit 9 times out of 10 they’ll give you some kind of bullshit passive aggressive thank-you
like “oh i guess you young people have to know something about those phones you’re always on, huh?”
give me a fucking break gretchen i have depression from living in the economy you created and my phone is more of a reprieve than dealing with your stubborn inconsiderate ass
AND ANOTHER THING that just gets my blood boiling is their ability to get into their settings, completely fuck things up, and then manage to develop total amnesia about how it happened
what do you mean you set your phone to japanese on accident, phil? there’s like 15 separate menus you have to navigate through to get there
“i think it’s because i got a virus” no greg it’s not a virus, the only viruses here are your rampant stupidity and the deadly pathogens carried by your unvaccinated grandchildren
i just absolutely loathe that the people who decide if women should be executed for having abortions or not are the same people who can’t figure out how to work a blu-ray player with the instructions in front of them