It’s posts like this that make me wish tumblr had a “well, shit” button to press because I “like” funny posts, relatable posts, inspirational posts. But this. I do not “like” this. I feel the need to express the personal discontent this post caused and my only option is “like”
I’ve never quite been threatened like “You are young. Life has been kind to you. You will learn.”
Dramatically opens the door to the classroom on the first day of school wearing this.
“Sorry I’m late. Please, continue.”
Galia Lahav Spring 2017
I’ve always been a bit of a kleptomaniac, but to this day I’ve never taken anything that made any logical sense. For example:
A wrench off the top of a fire hydrant
A coil of rope from behind a dumpster (it wasn’t dirty)
A big ass tree branch I carried for two miles that barely fit in my friend’s car; reaching from the driver’s seat through the little door thing and into the trunk
A broken piano from the side of the road that I dragged toward my house for half a mile before giving up (pianos are heavy)
fuck it up buttercup
When I was in high school I managed to get myself haunted by this really helpful passive aggressive ghost. I’ll elaborate: one of the times I lost my phone, which was on silent, I started panicking and I asked my friend Jessie who was with me if she’d seen my phone anywhere, and at that moment the ghost threw it across the room with enough force to dent my wall.
I still think about that ghost anytime I loose my phone. If you’re out there reading this, please come back; I can’t find any of my shit.
Edgar Allen Poe: There’s a body under the floorboards, it’s heart beats to the sound of your guilt.
Everyone else: umm...
Edgar Allen Poe: The raven knows your name, it knocks on your window, quoting forevermore.
Everyone else: You okay, bro?
Sorry man, it’s the rules, if you want to rob me you have to roll intimidation
Also, a dire bear has suddenly appeared behind you and you should probably do something about that
Remember- always carry some premade character sheets and a one-shot with you so if you’re mugged, you can distract your attacker by getting them to take part in an impromptu D&D session!
I was thinking about how vampires need permission to enter a home and then immediately thought: Damn, vampires would make really bad house burglars.
I don’t care if this was supposed to read “Healthy Burgers,” this says “Heal Thy Burgers” and nothing can convince me otherwise
Group projects be like
I asked you to “sign me the fuck up”, not “assign me the fuck-up,”
Good luck trying to find a gold bar in this dumpster fire of a blog
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