My Favorite Part About This Scene Is How Pissed Off Piter Looks For A Second When Mohiam Makes Their

They are so gay, in a way most would never understand

“If anyone needs to go camping in my state…” “If anyone needs to visit their aunt/cousin/friend…”

STOP. STOP STOP STOP STOP STOP.

FOR YOUR SAFETY, S T O P.

DO NOT VOLUNTEER TO HOST RANDOM STRANGERS. DO NOT AGREE TO BE HOSTED BY A RANDOM STRANGER.

DO NOT PUBLICLY POST THAT YOUR HOUSE WILL BE AN ABORTION SAVE HAVEN. OFFICIAL NETWORKS TO DO THIS ALREADY EXIST, NETWORKS THAT HAVE THE ABILITY TO BACKGROUND CHECK, AND SHIELD THEIR VOLUNTEERS FROM LAW ENFORCEMENT

I know how obnoxious this is to say, but please: reblog this. I see these posts a lot, and I know most of you have good intentions. But these unoffical auntie networks are dangerous, both for those trying to help, and those seeking help. Law enforcement sees you. Violent anti-abortion extremists see you.

[Twitter thread]

‘If someone put a plane at my disposal, I could fly down there once a week in a squadron plane and bring back all the fresh eggs we need,’ Milo answered. 'After all, Malta’s not so far away.’

 'Malta’s not so far away,’ Major - de Coverley observed. 'You could probably fly down there once a week in a squadron plane and bring back all the fresh eggs we need.’

I’m scout rainbows make me cry

shlimazel in a nutsehell

taken from this horrible inside out fan-song

I’m honestly fucking appalled that the greater LGBT community is dead silent on the fact that the Indian Child Welfare Act is going under review which means that white people are finalizing their steps at complete genocide against us (Native peoples). They will sterilize all Natives and steal our babies to be raised by you demons (white people). I’m sure the gays are silent though because how many white gays adopt children not of their own race. Fucking baby stealers.

Yo! It’s me again, seagull anon. Nice to meet you again. Today, I bring more cursed stories. When I was 6 or younger, I was at the beach with some buddies. At some point, I got swept in a pretty large wave. Couldn’t see at all because of the salt. My family was screaming my name but my idiotic brain thought they were coming from the ocean. I stared walking towards it and another wave got me. My parents had to drag me out. I almost cried because my Mario puzzle piece I found on the ground was long gone.

The Mario piece was calling your name from in the waves

- Courtesy of Ed Watz -

Buster Keaton and Harold Lloyd  1955

Welcome to Wilson world into the Owen verse