Posts tagged "these are my priorities"

You’re using “butthole” out of context! You’re talking about buttholes, making everyone feel weird, I’m just a man trying to win a contest.

Tuesday is the best day, because it means that Workaholics is back and my life can have meaning once again. Totally tight butthole.

I care more about this line than I care about most things, and It’s super boring waiting for everyone to be done work so that we can go get weird. So, I guess I just taught myself how to make gifs. Plus, it’s almost Tuesday! Get stoked.

I care more about this line than I care about most things, and It’s super boring waiting for everyone to be done work so that we can go get weird. So, I guess I just taught myself how to make gifs. Plus, it’s almost Tuesday! Get stoked.

lordoftheinternet:

my favorite thing about tumblr is you can have a really meaningful and personally significant post followed immediately by a post about butts and no one questions it or finds it unusual

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Well played, Satan.

Well played, Satan.

(Source: bitter-verses, via vimandvigour)

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Artist:
Nobunny

Album:
First Blood

Track:
Motorhead With Me

Motorhead With Me - Nobunny

Finally bored enough to start my official Summer of 2012 Totally Crushed Out playlist. Let’s be real though, it’s just going to be a bunch of Harlem songs anyways like every other year. Easy peasy. 

Someone teach me how to look good in hats, please and thank you. 

(Source: exhilarationisthebestdrug)

Everything, Olivia. EVERYTHING.

I frequently wonder why there aren’t more screencaps of this episode floating around. 

Anonymous asked:
Do you really not like the straight-on angle of your face? Your pictures are always the same angle. And face. I know there's more faces

Well, duh. If I liked straight-on pictures of myself, there’d probably be more of them on my tumblr, right? In all honesty though, I thought about this when I made that last post, so, here you go anonbabe. Thanks for your concern about the weird things I do with my face!

Maybe you should log in next time and we could be buds instead.

So, exactly how many ponchos is too many? Feelin’ like I’m about to become whatever the poncho version of a crazy cat lady is.

One of the things I love about being Canadian exists in that moment when you think you don’t have any money, but then you realize that the change in the bottom of your bag adds up to a semi-impressive amount.