So the last glove in a box fell out on the ground at work like this and I’m going to laugh for 8 billion years over it.

So the last glove in a box fell out on the ground at work like this and I’m going to laugh for 8 billion years over it.

May I please pet your #dog? #art #artistsonInstagram #ink #pen

May I please pet your #dog? #art #artistsonInstagram #ink #pen

Same

Same

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la-rinascente:

Instead of leaking celebrity photos we could leak pdf versions of college textbooks? Idk just an idea

Would anyone be interested in buying prints online?

fictograph:

I’ve never thought about offering them outside of cons, but I was wondering if there was a market for it.

You could also try RedBubble or Society6 because then it’s not just prints, but they also make tshirts, iphone and laptop cases, and the like. I bet you could size some of your stuff into killer cases!

  • DT: Thank you for choosing Starbucks. What can I get started for you?
  • Sir: Can I get a tall white girl in the fall?
  • DT: A what now?
  • Ma'am: A tall pumpkin spice latte....
  • DT: ....................................................

history1970s:

weloveshortvideos:

Is this shit aloud

Vine by Daniel Gomez

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This man speaks for me like the Lorax speaks for the trees.

(Source: weloveshortvideos.com)

Whoa, September! Where ya going buddy? Slow down, jeez.

Would You Rather…

handsomedogs:

Have a Belgian Malinois, Tervuren, Laekenois, or Groenendael?

My boyfriend has a Groenendael (or Belgian Sheepdog) and 100% awesome, supermodel dog. First time I tried to take a picture of him, he sat down super still and /posed/. He has a lot of fun doing tricks and we played hide and seek a few times and it was darling. Best pup.

I handed out free sample of pumpkin spice latte today at work because it was slow, and this jolly group of marines fresh out of the barracks for the weekend sauntered over excitedly. They asked what it was before taking a sample and when I said, “Pumpkin Spice Latte,” their hands flew back so quickly you’d think terrorists had made bombs out of them at some time. The look of terror was hilarious, and they proceeded to mumble about cults and Kool-Aid.

So I asked them what their favorite drinks were and they all left with free tall drinks.