I am annoying yet if you take the time to know me I am still annoying

 

High-School Teachers: You need to be professional when you go to college. High-School dress-code reflect what COLLEGE classes expect you to wear.

Actual College Student: I know this class is at 5:00 pm, but I'm wearing pajama pants and a tank top.

Actual College Professor: lol same.

twentydeepsteps:

twentydeepsteps:

I ACCIDENTALLY PRINTED A VERY TINY VERSION OF MY ASSIGNMENT & IM GONNA HAND IT IN AS A JOKE

update on this post; my prof laughed so hard she cried and she’s going to show it to all of her teacher friends omg

twentydeepsteps:

twentydeepsteps:

I ACCIDENTALLY PRINTED A VERY TINY VERSION OF MY ASSIGNMENT & IM GONNA HAND IT IN AS A JOKE

update on this post; my prof laughed so hard she cried and she’s going to show it to all of her teacher friends omg

jessica-wholmes:

spooky-local-person:

huntandshout:

they-chose-family:

the-fandoms-are-cool:

sistercrow:

lokanemandi:

stormcloak:

Clifford the big red dog by *sandara

OH MY GOD

Can we have a Clifford live action movie?  Not a kids movie either. 
Like, Emily Elizabeth’s parents are working for a government agency developing a super soldier serum.  None of their testing is working and they start testing the serum on larger mammals in hopes of seeing better results.  They inject a variety of animals, including a dog.  Nothing.  They are desperate and on the verge of having their project shut down when they notice one of the test dogs is pregnant.  It gives birth and they bring one of the puppies home for their daughter.
To their shock, the puppy they brought home starts to grow at an incredible rate, its fur mutating into a brilliant red as it does so.  They are ecstatic because their research has finally seen a result, albeit one they weren’t expecting.  There is only one problem.
Clifford has become attached to Emily and refuses to leave her side.  Emily, too, has fallen in love with her new pet.  They decide to let their project be canceled rather than try to separate the two.  Unfortunately, the government discovers their secret and begins a campaign to retrieve Clifford at any costs.  During the initial conflict, Emily Elizabeth’s parents are killed trying to help her and Clifford escape.  Emily and her dog flee into the wild.  This sets the opening of the movie.
Over the course of the movie, Emily and Clifford are on the run and we see Emily grow into a young woman, everything about her honed into a survivalist expert.  She and Clifford roam the backwoods, constantly in fear of being captured.  On one of her rare trips into town one day, Emily witnesses a bank robbery in progress involving multiple hostages.  She calls Clifford and the two of them save the lives of the hostages but wreck the bank in the process.  The local news capture footage of Clifford and it isn’t long before the military arrives in town.
Emily wants to just run away again, but she sees that the military is destroying the town, driving people out of their homes and destroying property in their search.  She decides that enough is enough and rides Clifford back into town and fights the military.  Amidst the fighting a huge truck arrives.  A general (who was her parent’s superior officer) gets out and smirks.  He tells Emily Elizabeth that Clifford’s mother wasn’t the only animal that gave birth to a litter of babies after receiving an injection.  The back of the truck unfolds to reveal a massive tabby cat.  The cat strains against its bindings and tears free, immediately leaping onto a nearby group of soldiers and devouring them.  Emily is horrified and orders Clifford to attack.
What follows is the dramatic battle between Clifford and the mutant cat.  Clifford has strength, but the cat is too fast and agile.  It looks like Clifford is down for the count, when the townsfolk, recognizing that Clifford is on their side, come to his aid.  They distract the cat long enough for him to finish the beast off for good. 
The military retreats, the general swearing vengeance on the two of them, and Emily and Clifford ride off into the night once more.  But the legend of the big red dog has already started.  And Emily Elizabeth knows that the day will come when she and Clifford will need to ride into battle against the forces of evil once more.
The credits roll.
Post credits, the screen fades to black for a moment.  The sound of waves crashing on shore fills the air.  The screen flashes brilliant white.  The light of the lighthouse moves on, revealing a rocky shore on a rainy day.  The camera pans down to find Clifford and Emily gazing out to sea.  A massive object hangs in the air off the coast, obscured in the clouds.  A smaller object rapidly approaches them.  It resolves itself into an advanced helicopter that silently lands just down the shore from them.  Clifford lets out a low growl but Emily quiets him with a hand on his leg.  A lone figure emerges from the aircraft, huddling his arms around himself to fight off the cold.
He approaches the two.  His hair is short and somewhat curly.  He wears glasses and a grey flannel shirt and seems unlikely to pose a threat to the two.
“Emily Elizabeth,” he says over the sound of the crashing surf, “I worked with your parents.  It’s taken us a while to find you, after the Birdwell Island incident.”
“And who exactly is ‘us’,” she responds, eyes narrowing suspiciously.
Ignoring her question, the man continues.  “Me and Clifford have a lot in common, actually.”  He smiles a little awkwardly, then presses on.  “I was hoping you might be interested in meeting my boss.  He’s fairly excited to talk with you.”
“You still haven’t answered my question.  Who are you and who do you work for?”
The man smiles.  “My name is Banner.  And I’m hear to talk to you about the Avengers Initiative.”

how long did you even spend writing this for that fucking twist ending because my friend you are one devoted fan

I nearly fell off my fucking bed

HOLY MOTHER FUCKING SHIT

OH MY GOD


I FUCKING KNEW IT

jessica-wholmes:

spooky-local-person:

huntandshout:

they-chose-family:

the-fandoms-are-cool:

sistercrow:

lokanemandi:

stormcloak:

Clifford the big red dog by *sandara

OH MY GOD

Can we have a Clifford live action movie?  Not a kids movie either. 

Like, Emily Elizabeth’s parents are working for a government agency developing a super soldier serum.  None of their testing is working and they start testing the serum on larger mammals in hopes of seeing better results.  They inject a variety of animals, including a dog.  Nothing.  They are desperate and on the verge of having their project shut down when they notice one of the test dogs is pregnant.  It gives birth and they bring one of the puppies home for their daughter.

To their shock, the puppy they brought home starts to grow at an incredible rate, its fur mutating into a brilliant red as it does so.  They are ecstatic because their research has finally seen a result, albeit one they weren’t expecting.  There is only one problem.

Clifford has become attached to Emily and refuses to leave her side.  Emily, too, has fallen in love with her new pet.  They decide to let their project be canceled rather than try to separate the two.  Unfortunately, the government discovers their secret and begins a campaign to retrieve Clifford at any costs.  During the initial conflict, Emily Elizabeth’s parents are killed trying to help her and Clifford escape.  Emily and her dog flee into the wild.  This sets the opening of the movie.

Over the course of the movie, Emily and Clifford are on the run and we see Emily grow into a young woman, everything about her honed into a survivalist expert.  She and Clifford roam the backwoods, constantly in fear of being captured.  On one of her rare trips into town one day, Emily witnesses a bank robbery in progress involving multiple hostages.  She calls Clifford and the two of them save the lives of the hostages but wreck the bank in the process.  The local news capture footage of Clifford and it isn’t long before the military arrives in town.

Emily wants to just run away again, but she sees that the military is destroying the town, driving people out of their homes and destroying property in their search.  She decides that enough is enough and rides Clifford back into town and fights the military.  Amidst the fighting a huge truck arrives.  A general (who was her parent’s superior officer) gets out and smirks.  He tells Emily Elizabeth that Clifford’s mother wasn’t the only animal that gave birth to a litter of babies after receiving an injection.  The back of the truck unfolds to reveal a massive tabby cat.  The cat strains against its bindings and tears free, immediately leaping onto a nearby group of soldiers and devouring them.  Emily is horrified and orders Clifford to attack.

What follows is the dramatic battle between Clifford and the mutant cat.  Clifford has strength, but the cat is too fast and agile.  It looks like Clifford is down for the count, when the townsfolk, recognizing that Clifford is on their side, come to his aid.  They distract the cat long enough for him to finish the beast off for good. 

The military retreats, the general swearing vengeance on the two of them, and Emily and Clifford ride off into the night once more.  But the legend of the big red dog has already started.  And Emily Elizabeth knows that the day will come when she and Clifford will need to ride into battle against the forces of evil once more.

The credits roll.

Post credits, the screen fades to black for a moment.  The sound of waves crashing on shore fills the air.  The screen flashes brilliant white.  The light of the lighthouse moves on, revealing a rocky shore on a rainy day.  The camera pans down to find Clifford and Emily gazing out to sea.  A massive object hangs in the air off the coast, obscured in the clouds.  A smaller object rapidly approaches them.  It resolves itself into an advanced helicopter that silently lands just down the shore from them.  Clifford lets out a low growl but Emily quiets him with a hand on his leg.  A lone figure emerges from the aircraft, huddling his arms around himself to fight off the cold.

He approaches the two.  His hair is short and somewhat curly.  He wears glasses and a grey flannel shirt and seems unlikely to pose a threat to the two.

“Emily Elizabeth,” he says over the sound of the crashing surf, “I worked with your parents.  It’s taken us a while to find you, after the Birdwell Island incident.

“And who exactly is ‘us’,” she responds, eyes narrowing suspiciously.

Ignoring her question, the man continues.  “Me and Clifford have a lot in common, actually.”  He smiles a little awkwardly, then presses on.  “I was hoping you might be interested in meeting my boss.  He’s fairly excited to talk with you.”

“You still haven’t answered my question.  Who are you and who do you work for?”

The man smiles.  “My name is Banner.  And I’m hear to talk to you about the Avengers Initiative.”

how long did you even spend writing this for that fucking twist ending because my friend you are one devoted fan

I nearly fell off my fucking bed

HOLY MOTHER FUCKING SHIT

OH MY GOD

I FUCKING KNEW IT

(Source: drthmaul-moved)

kingsbellamy:

DO YOU KNOW THAT KIND OF WRITER’S BLOCK WHERE YOU ALREADY HAVE A PLOT, YOU KNOW WHAT TO WRITE BUT YOU DON’T KNOW HOW TO WRITE IT AND YOU JUST STARE AT THE COMPUTER SCREEN FOR HOURS UNTIL YOU FINALLY CLOSE THE DOCUMENT AND CURSE YOUR ENTIRE EXISTENCE 

CAUSE I DO 

(Source: kingsbellamy)

captain-snark:

New jewelry available at etsy

BUFFFYYYYY

I love how this one turned out. A little Mr. Pointy sculpted from polymer clay and strung with a red BLOOOOOD wire wrapped stone and a cross charm

Colorful pendant

Very mod design. I really like how this piece turned out. The first time I did this technique I was too enthusiastic with the color choices and it turned out way less pretty then this

But I dig this one.

As always I can make custom pieces if you like the style but have another color palette in mind. I’M DOWN HIT ME UP YO 

xtremecaffeine:








Snoop Dogg is going to tell us the meaning of Christmas.

Twas the nizzle before Christmizzle, and all through the hizzle…

Not a creature was stirring, not even a mizzle.

fo shizzle.

All were awaiting Sizzle Clause and his bag
To bring the good homies and bitches their swag



The chizzles were nizzled all snizzle in their bizzlesWhile visions of sizzle-pizzles danced in their hizzlesAnd mamma in her ker-chizzle and me in my cizzleHad just sizzled our brizzles for a long wizzle nizzle
When out on the lizzle their arizzle such a clizzleI sprizzle from the bizzle to see what was the mizzleAway to the wizzle I flew like a flizzleTore open the shizzle and thizzle up the sizzle
The mizzle on the brizzle of the nizzle-fizzle snizzleGave the lizzle of mid-dizzle to objects belizzleWhen, what to my wondizzling eyes should apizzleBut a miniature slizzle and eight tizzle reindizzle
With a lizzle old drizzle, so lizzle and quizzleI knew in a mizzle it must be St NizzleMore rizzle than eagles his coursers their cizzleAnd he whizzled and shizzled and cizzled them by nizzle!“Now Dasher! Now Dancer! Now, Prizzle and Vizzle!On Comet! On Cupid! On Dizzle and Blizzle!To the top of the window! To the top of the wall!‘Till the sweat drips from my balls, dash away all!”
As dry lizzle that before the hurricizzle flizzle,When they meet an obstacizzle, mount to the skizzle!So up to the hizzle-tizzle the cizzle they flizzleWith a slizzle full of tizzle, and St Nicolizzle too!
And then in a twizzle I heard on the rizzleThe prizzle and pizzle of each lizzle hizzleAs I drizzle in my hizzle, and was tizzle arizzleDown the chizzle St Nicolizzle cizzle with a bizzle!
He was dressed all in fur, from his cizzle to his fizzle,And his clothes were all tarnizzled with ashizzle and sizzleA bizzle of tizzles he had flizzle on his bizzleAnd he lizzled like a pizzle, just opizzling his pizzle!
His eyes, how they twizzled! His dizzles how mizzle!His chizzles were like rizzles, his nizzle like a chizzle!His drizzle little mizzle was drizzle up like a bizzle!And the bizzle of his chizzle was as whizzle as the snizzle!
The stizzle of his pizzle he hizzled tizzle in his tizzleAnd the snizzle it encizzled his hizzle like a wrizzleHe had a brizzle fizzle and a lizzle rizzle bizzleThat shizzled when he lizzled, like a bizzle fizzle of jizzle!
He was chizzle and plizzle, a rizzle jizzle old ezzleAnd I lizzled when I sizzled hizzle, in spizzle of mysizzle!A wizzle of his izzle, and a twizzle of his hizzleSoon gizzle me to knizzle I hizzle nizzle to drizzle
He spizzled nizzle a wizzle, but wizzled strizzle tizzle hizzle wizzleAnd fizzled all the stizzles, thizzle tizzled wizzle a jizzle!And lizzle his fizzle asizzle his nizzleAnd gizzle a nizzle, up the chizzle he rizzle!
He sprizzle to his slizzle, to his tizzle gizzle a whizzle,And awizzle they all flizzle lizzle thizzle dizzle of a thizzleBut I hizzle hizzle exclizzle, ‘ere he drizzle out of sizzle,
“HIZZLE CHRIZZLE TIZZLE IZZLE, AND TIZZLE IZZLE IZZLE GIZZLE-NIZZLE!”

xtremecaffeine:

Snoop Dogg is going to tell us the meaning of Christmas.

Twas the nizzle before Christmizzle, and all through the hizzle…

Not a creature was stirring, not even a mizzle.

fo shizzle.

All were awaiting Sizzle Clause and his bag

To bring the good homies and bitches their swag

The chizzles were nizzled all snizzle in their bizzles
While visions of sizzle-pizzles danced in their hizzles
And mamma in her ker-chizzle and me in my cizzle
Had just sizzled our brizzles for a long wizzle nizzle

When out on the lizzle their arizzle such a clizzle
I sprizzle from the bizzle to see what was the mizzle
Away to the wizzle I flew like a flizzle
Tore open the shizzle and thizzle up the sizzle

The mizzle on the brizzle of the nizzle-fizzle snizzle
Gave the lizzle of mid-dizzle to objects belizzle
When, what to my wondizzling eyes should apizzle
But a miniature slizzle and eight tizzle reindizzle

With a lizzle old drizzle, so lizzle and quizzle
I knew in a mizzle it must be St Nizzle
More rizzle than eagles his coursers their cizzle
And he whizzled and shizzled and cizzled them by nizzle!

“Now Dasher! Now Dancer! Now, Prizzle and Vizzle!
On Comet! On Cupid! On Dizzle and Blizzle!
To the top of the window! To the top of the wall!
‘Till the sweat drips from my balls, dash away all!”

As dry lizzle that before the hurricizzle flizzle,
When they meet an obstacizzle, mount to the skizzle!
So up to the hizzle-tizzle the cizzle they flizzle
With a slizzle full of tizzle, and St Nicolizzle too!

And then in a twizzle I heard on the rizzle
The prizzle and pizzle of each lizzle hizzle
As I drizzle in my hizzle, and was tizzle arizzle
Down the chizzle St Nicolizzle cizzle with a bizzle!

He was dressed all in fur, from his cizzle to his fizzle,
And his clothes were all tarnizzled with ashizzle and sizzle
A bizzle of tizzles he had flizzle on his bizzle
And he lizzled like a pizzle, just opizzling his pizzle!

His eyes, how they twizzled! His dizzles how mizzle!
His chizzles were like rizzles, his nizzle like a chizzle!
His drizzle little mizzle was drizzle up like a bizzle!
And the bizzle of his chizzle was as whizzle as the snizzle!

The stizzle of his pizzle he hizzled tizzle in his tizzle
And the snizzle it encizzled his hizzle like a wrizzle
He had a brizzle fizzle and a lizzle rizzle bizzle
That shizzled when he lizzled, like a bizzle fizzle of jizzle!

He was chizzle and plizzle, a rizzle jizzle old ezzle
And I lizzled when I sizzled hizzle, in spizzle of mysizzle!
A wizzle of his izzle, and a twizzle of his hizzle
Soon gizzle me to knizzle I hizzle nizzle to drizzle

He spizzled nizzle a wizzle, but wizzled strizzle tizzle hizzle wizzle
And fizzled all the stizzles, thizzle tizzled wizzle a jizzle!
And lizzle his fizzle asizzle his nizzle
And gizzle a nizzle, up the chizzle he rizzle!

He sprizzle to his slizzle, to his tizzle gizzle a whizzle,
And awizzle they all flizzle lizzle thizzle dizzle of a thizzle
But I hizzle hizzle exclizzle, ‘ere he drizzle out of sizzle,

“HIZZLE CHRIZZLE TIZZLE IZZLE, AND TIZZLE IZZLE IZZLE GIZZLE-NIZZLE!”

(Source: snooplionwearingsillyhats)

e-zekiel:

cute story: I have a friend with a prosthetic arm, and he once confided in me that, after seeing this movie, he’s always wanted someone to ask him for this. Then, the one day, I was at the grocery store with him and a couple other people, and one of our friends couldn’t reach a box on the shelf and asked him, “Dude gimme a hand here”. And, I swear to christ he practiced this because the speed at which he slipped off his prosthesis was blinding, and then he hurled his arm at her. He, unfortunately, got a tad overexcited, and instead of it just landing near her, it spun out and essentially bitchslapped her in mid-air.
Now we say it all the time around him, and he blames Disney for the fact that he has no girlfriend.

(Source: heathledgers)