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Reposted due to slight edits.  (part of) peaf’s (2 months belated) bday present or whatever.  incest. I showed it to my mom and she said, “we didn’t buy you that tablet to draw smut.” so she’s obviously a fan
May 25

Reposted due to slight edits.  (part of) peaf’s (2 months belated) bday present or whatever.  incest.

I showed it to my mom and she said, “we didn’t buy you that tablet to draw smut.” so she’s obviously a fan

suitedplacebo: so i found this old snow white squeaky toy sort of item in my attic it kinda creeps me out until i do this (Source: deviousplacebo, via mobsterkingpin)

May 10

zukosflamingnipples: (via mobsterkingpin)

Apr 4
i was playing family feud online and
Apr 4

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Mar 21

yummytomatoes:

bb u gatta speak up

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Mar 20
Mar 17

couryielle:

it’s already been a year so i was kinda expecting their hair to be longer by now or something

idk

STOP BEING SO DAMN HYSTERICAL TUMBLR IF I LAUGH MY HOST PARENTS WILL HEAR

(Source: couryielle, via mobsterkingpin)

mobsterkingpin: happy birthday jordan now youre an adult in the eyes of the law hey hey that;s my face jlkfd;sjfoeof;sd;f;d
Mar 9

mobsterkingpin:

happy birthday jordan now youre an adult in the eyes of the law

hey

hey

that;s my face jlkfd;sjfoeof;sd;f;d

heironaut: you see that mother fucker up there? his name was cher ami (which is french for dear fucking friend), and on october 3rd, 1981, he saved roughly 194 stranded douchebag’s lives. you see, the 77th infantry division of wwi was trapped in a small depression behind enemy lines, left with no food or ammunition. they started off with more than 500 men, but that amount was quickly cut down. considering no one knew where the fuck they were, they were even beginning to receive some friendly fire from their own oblivious homies. picture that shit for me. that’s like you waving at your mom and her shooting you in the face. charles whittlesey (who was the leader of the lost battalion) made numerous attempts to contact division headquarters, all of which were unsuccessful. every pigeon he released either detrimentally wounded or killed. finally, it came down to one little fucker. a pigeon named cher ami. attached to his left leg was a cannister with a note that read “we are along the road parallel to 276.4. our own artillery is dropping a barrage directly on us. for heaven’s sake, stop it!” as one would expect, as soon as he took to the air, the german’s opened fire. for a brief while, he flew through the bullets because his luck was basically fucking bitchin’, but was soon shot down. he arrived at his loft in division headquarters 25 miles away just 65 minutes later, despite having been shot through the chest, blinded in one eye, and having his leg almost completely shot the fuck off. that mother fucker became the goddamn hero of the 77th infantry division, and the army medics worked incredibly fucking hard to fix the little dude up. unable to salvage any of his remaining leg (because, hello, it was a fucking tendon), they carved him a wooden one. as soon as he was well enough to travel, they had general john j. fucking pershing personally see him off on his boat ride to the united fucking states of america.
Feb 24

heironaut:

you see that mother fucker up there?

his name was cher ami (which is french for dear fucking friend), and on october 3rd, 1981, he saved roughly 194 stranded douchebag’s lives.

you see, the 77th infantry division of wwi was trapped in a small depression behind enemy lines, left with no food or ammunition. they started off with more than 500 men, but that amount was quickly cut down. considering no one knew where the fuck they were, they were even beginning to receive some friendly fire from their own oblivious homies.

picture that shit for me.

that’s like you waving at your mom and her shooting you in the face.

charles whittlesey (who was the leader of the lost battalion) made numerous attempts to contact division headquarters, all of which were unsuccessful. every pigeon he released either detrimentally wounded or killed.

finally, it came down to one little fucker. a pigeon named cher ami. attached to his left leg was a cannister with a note that read “we are along the road parallel to 276.4. our own artillery is dropping a barrage directly on us. for heaven’s sake, stop it!”

as one would expect, as soon as he took to the air, the german’s opened fire. for a brief while, he flew through the bullets because his luck was basically fucking bitchin’, but was soon shot down.

he arrived at his loft in division headquarters 25 miles away just 65 minutes later, despite having been shot through the chest, blinded in one eye, and having his leg almost completely shot the fuck off.

that mother fucker became the goddamn hero of the 77th infantry division, and the army medics worked incredibly fucking hard to fix the little dude up. unable to salvage any of his remaining leg (because, hello, it was a fucking tendon), they carved him a wooden one. as soon as he was well enough to travel, they had general john j. fucking pershing personally see him off on his boat ride to the united fucking states of america.

(Source: josephfrancistribbianijr, via lokisrustledjimmies)

Feb 24

Hachiko, a dog who waited at the train station for his owner to return from work everyday. One day, his owner suffered a cerebral hemorrhage at work and never came home. Hachi continued to wait for his return - appearing exactly when the train was due at the station - for the next nine years.

(Source: sakuraba--neku, via lokisrustledjimmies)