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hey, uh. what the shit

In fifth grade a boy tried to impress me by swallowing a whole tadpole live and I punched him so hard that he puked and the tadpole was fine.

Do conservatives go to hell?

No because (I cannot stress this enough) not every single conservative is a fascist who wants to kill everyone who isn’t white. My grandmother and my parents are conservative and they’ve supported me throughout my transition, and some of them voted blue. I will harp on this until my dying breath but I feel as though tumblr has gotten so caught up in its own self-righteousness that they forget that some of the ways they talk and act are the exact same ways that people on other sites talk about transgender people or liberals or countless others and I will die on this hill, but I believe that violence begets more violence and once you’ve created a culture around any kind of violent struggle, people will start looking for the next target instead of actually caring about those they’re defending.

for april fools we’re deleting this entire site sayonara you weeaboo shits

i reblogged this immediately and then only after reblogging i realized it said "chilled greese"

i read "grilled cheese" and full well reblogged that thinking nothing of it

chilled greese

Posting all of the pills that make you green comics here now, enjoy? I guess?

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The first time I heard an adult say the f word was when I was in fourth grade and we were doing some project that involved us baking cookies together as a class. My teacher Ms. Lindsey, who was real sweet, was demonstrating for everybody and she asked if anyone knew how to crack an egg, and I really didn’t know how to crack an egg, but I’m a go-getter, so I raised my hand and she called on me. I instantly knew I was in trouble at that point but I’d seen my dad crack eggs hundreds of times so I figured, ya know, it can’t be thaaaat hard. So I grab the egg but I have no sense of how softly you’re supposed to tap an egg to crack it, so I just slam it against the desk and splatter raw egg ten feet in every direction and my teacher said “what the fuck, Dion?”

controversial redbull ad where jfk drinks a redbull and flies out of his convertible and avoids his assasination