When Gen Alpha Kids Go To Bed And Snore They Dont Say “honk Shoo Mimimimimi” They Go “honk Shoo

i felt like i had to make this meme with the rgu cast.

why is nanamis hair so big. what is she hiding in there

put his ass through google translate

guy whos about to invent hibiscus tea: man, i wish there was a drink that tasted exactly like dried figs

“I didn’t like Syo until UDG-” “Toko was annoying before UDG-” It seems not everyone can handle the weird girl swag…

i think that it's very telling that in a twitter attack on the department of education the president of the US managed to misspell "indoctrinate"

Trump is fracturing. First Felon will be golfing almost every day as his sunsetting gets worse.

Reading about nonwhite cultures and their history irritates me because they made so contributions that white people get credit for.

I was reading about a Persian Muslim scientist named Al-Tusi who wrote a book discussing about the concept of evolution DURING THE THIRTEENTH CENTURY. He discusses about evolution almost 600 years before Darwin and never had I heard about him until I decided to dive into the depths of the internet.

a dead ideal

My grandfather died and I inherited some of his clothes.

He was a farmer and he loved getting dressed up every year for the local fair and exhibiting his prize chickens. My grandmother would spend the entire year searching through thrift shops looking for silly neckties for him to wear, and she loved finding ones with chickens on them.

After a few decades of this, my grandfather had amassed several dozen neckties, each one with cartoonish images of chickens flying around, laying eggs, and doing other chicken things. I always complimented him on the newest addition to his collection.

When he died a couple of years ago, he bequeathed them to me in his will. When my grandmother handed me the bag full of them, my eyes welled with tears and I smiled thinking about my grandfather looking in the mirror and straightening his tie.

Why am I telling you all of this back story? Because the last time I tried to tell this to someone and I didn’t give context, they thought it was weird that I was so excited about inheriting my dead grandfather’s hen tie collection.

god exists in the crushing weight of my panini maker