so that wasn’t horribly traumatizing. which, i mean, is pretty good for a genii episode. *side-eyes ladon radim* …i guess he’s less intolerable than kolya. as far as i know.
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If you’re Christian I hope you don’t believe asexuality exists because you are implying you and/or others are immune from sinful lust, which is applying divine properties to humans and therefore defying crucial theological principles.
It’s just in asexuals are actually have divine properties
lmao oh my goodness
finally the recognition i deserve, the godly kind
(Source: , via youcantcancelquidditch)
"You’re not supposed to eat Americone Dream after sex. You’re supposed to eat it during sex. That’s what the waffle cone pieces are for, they’re ribbed for your pleasure.” -Stephen Colbert
Ah, interesting news, citizens! It appears as though one of our newest residents, and former traitor from Desert Bluffs, has been seen many times near the dog park. Now, we all know the dog park is off limits to people and dogs, but our newest “Mr. Crowley” has been seen snarling and staring at the hooded figures with his dog. The snarling I get, but the staring? I’m sorry sir, but that is a definite violation to dog park regulation. Witnesses say Mr. Crowley’s eyes turn red and glow as he does his daily ritual of snarling and staring, but really, does that make him any better than us? It must be that Desert Bluffs mentality, I suppose!
Finished trade with the lovely takeyourdramamine! Y’WANTED SOME CROWLEY AND GROWLEY AT THE DOG PARK and I did my best!! Hope you like it as much as I like your half, bb!! (❁´◡`❁)
Lady comes in and says ‘I can’t log in to this Gmail account!’ And I’m like? Do you have the password? She responds, ‘Yes, I have it right here!’ So I open up a browser on my computer to log in and check if it’s actually the right password which is when she says, ‘Oh, how did you get to that login screen? When I open Gmail it just goes to my email!’
…I don’t have the temperament for help desk. The average human is just way too depressing.