It’s been less than 48 hours and I miss her so much.
Whack it for… science? I don’t know, I’ve never needed a reason.
Yeah, same, but I’m all for more masturbation. I also think that little explodey crest thingy by the vagina that (I assume) symbolizes an orgasm is SUPER cute and I kind of want it as a necklace or something.
(Source: m-n-mj)
![thedailywhat:
Kickass Comestible of the Day: A crowd-sourced burger campaign for McDonald’s Germany has culminated in five winners, the first of which is the unfortunately-named-but-delicious-looking Pretzelnator. The burger — a pretzel-like bun topped with a beef patty, ham, and American and Italian cheeses — is being served in Deutschland for a limited time.
[laughingsquid]](http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m3exh094cQ1qzpwi0o1_500.jpg)
Kickass Comestible of the Day: A crowd-sourced burger campaign for McDonald’s Germany has culminated in five winners, the first of which is the unfortunately-named-but-delicious-looking Pretzelnator. The burger — a pretzel-like bun topped with a beef patty, ham, and American and Italian cheeses — is being served in Deutschland for a limited time.
![laughterkey:
thedailywhat:
Inspirational Motivational of the Day: In the coolest move a pro sports team will make this week, the Tampa Bay Buccaneers have signed as a free agent former Rutgers defensive tackle Eric LeGrand, who was paralyzed from the neck down in 2010 while playing for Rutgers. Bucs coach Greg Schiano was the coach at Rutgers when LeGrand was injured:
“Leading up to the draft, I couldn’t help but think that this should’ve been Eric’s draft class. This small gesture is the least we could do to recognize his character, spirit, and perseverance. The way Eric lives his life epitomizes what we are looking for in Buccaneer Men.”
LeGrand’s doctors feared he would spend his life a quadriplegic and on a ventilator, but he is killing it in physical therapy. He tweeted a picture of his progress last summer: “Standing up little by little in therapy,” he wrote.
LeGrand returned to the football field on October 29, 2011, one year after his injury, leading the Rutgers team out onto the field at Rutgers’ stadium. The occasion was voted the magazine’s Moment of the Year and graced the cover of Sports Illustrated‘s 2011 year-end issue.
LeGrand’s latest tweet is a pic of a Buccaneers helmet, accompanied by: “We ready!!!”
[starledger]
Fuck yeah, Tampa Bay.
Fuck yeah.](http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m3eh9eInR51qzpwi0o1_400.jpg)
Inspirational Motivational of the Day: In the coolest move a pro sports team will make this week, the Tampa Bay Buccaneers have signed as a free agent former Rutgers defensive tackle Eric LeGrand, who was paralyzed from the neck down in 2010 while playing for Rutgers. Bucs coach Greg Schiano was the coach at Rutgers when LeGrand was injured:
“Leading up to the draft, I couldn’t help but think that this should’ve been Eric’s draft class. This small gesture is the least we could do to recognize his character, spirit, and perseverance. The way Eric lives his life epitomizes what we are looking for in Buccaneer Men.”
LeGrand’s doctors feared he would spend his life a quadriplegic and on a ventilator, but he is killing it in physical therapy. He tweeted a picture of his progress last summer: “Standing up little by little in therapy,” he wrote.
LeGrand returned to the football field on October 29, 2011, one year after his injury, leading the Rutgers team out onto the field at Rutgers’ stadium. The occasion was voted the magazine’s Moment of the Year and graced the cover of Sports Illustrated‘s 2011 year-end issue.
LeGrand’s latest tweet is a pic of a Buccaneers helmet, accompanied by: “We ready!!!”
Fuck yeah, Tampa Bay.
Fuck yeah.
I just don’t understand how this happened. But here’s a picture of a lemon from my backyard
WHAT HAS SCIENCE DOOOOOOOOOOONE
T͔̜̀̇̂̍̒̿͢H̸̷̹̟̪̼̠͍̜͑̿ͨ́ͅE̠̘͓̱͉̲͉̊̒̒̃̓͛ͪ̈̀̚͘ ̯͓̬͓͇̜̞̅̐̾ͧ́̂̌͛͢͝L͆͐͏̼̭̗̥̭E̬̲̠̹͎̮͈ͧ̊M̶̪̤͍̑̍̎͗O̮͕ͧ̓̐̾ͣ͢Ņ̺̯͙̗̳̣̙̼̖̎͗͐ͮ͋ ͇͇͓̩͓̲̾̇͆ͨ̉̆̍̾͞Ķ͓͚͍͉̬̞̈̓͑͒̒̑̽͝I̡̨̦̐N̡̬̳͚̦̼͓̪͍͛͑ͅG̟͛ ̛ͦͩͭ͐̓̚͢҉̳̞͙̪̯͍̹Ḩ̛͇̣͌͆A̳̦͓̖̱̠̞̻͚͂ͬ̃̍̆́̒ͩ́S̩̠̗͙͖͐ͪ͗̏̐͗͢ͅ ̢̗͈̠̗͎͒ͮR͉͖͈͇̦̭̖͊̊̂Ǐ̥͖̭͈͘Š̶̪͖̮̫̼͔̩̲̐̒̽̍ͥ͆ͥ͆E̡̥̲̝͙ͪ̇̉̍̃ͬͥ͡ͅN̊́̚͏͔̗̺̣̱̙͇ͅ
Apex Predator
(Source: sometimesoverwhelming)
That can’t be a good sign
is that picture the same as your tumblr one, but with a different mustache painted on?
Same picture, different fake facial hair
Repressed Memories?
While on my study break, I came across an image of a pencil sharpener and two memories long since forgotten came to mind.
The first one was probably not repressed, just forgotten. I was a terribly dickish student in school. I was really good at coming up with excuses for not getting in trouble. One day, it didn’t work out. I was in 5th grade and being stupid. I wasn’t jerking around, I was honestly just curious. I put a pencil of mine in backwards into the pencil sharpener. Needless to say, the metal doohickey that holds the eraser jammed the sharpener. I tried to pull it out and broke the pencil off in the sharpener (that was a mistake…i think). My teacher saw me do it. I said I honestly accidentally put it in backwards. She did not believe me (smart of her). I had to stay in for recess to try and get the sharpener fixed. Somehow, I managed to fix the sharpener in 2 minutes, but was forced to stay inside anyhow and had to write my name in “the book.” Big punishment for 5th grade. Never tried it again
Now this second memory was more than likely repressed. This was way back in 1st grade. Now, I was pretty much dickish in grade school from about 2nd grade onward, but in 1st grade, I was shy and scared and weird as hell I guess (although I’m still pretty much this way, but not in this context. whatever, i’m weird in different ways now). Anyway, during story time, I used to love to to sit next to the pencil sharpener and sift through the bucket we kept underneath it. In that bucket were pencil shavings and pencil lead. For whatever reason, I was obsessed with finding the broken pencil leads. I don’t know why. I just stored them in my desk, it’s not like I ever did anything with them, I just loved finding them in the bucket. Then one day, a girl in class saw me doing it. She asked me what I was doing and I said nothing. She then noticed I was holding something. She said if I didn’t give whatever I had to her she would tell the teacher. I was shy and scared so I allowed her to blackmail me into giving her the pencil leads. This happened every once in a while, but occasionally she left me alone. Funny that I hadn’t remembered it until now. Cruel looking back on it. While I know I was weird for collecting the damn things, she was a complete bitch for blackmailing me. What was she going to do with those pencil leads?
I find it hilarious and kind of neat that I could make that in like 5 minutes. I played those damn battle dome games like 90 times a piece.
(Source: fuckyeahlegendoflegaia)
