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1920s Slang- "Cash or Cheque?"- So, do you kiss now or later?

dontsteponadaisy:

winterginger:

xshiromorix:

kili-fili-and-frilly:

stabdaddroog:

gimel-vav-chet-shin:

#Canadian winter

THIS IS HOW YOU ADVERTISE HOLY SHIT

THAT IS CUTE AS HELL

I’m not crying. I just have some national pride stuck in my eye…

Crying.

Awh you guys this is Montreal!!!!!!!!! Yaaaaaaaay Lg Stationnnnnnnnn

— 9 hours ago with 104101 notes

yoko0no:

goifyoumust:

peacocktales:

huffingtonpost:

Kristen Bell: Sloth causes birthday meltdown. 

I love her so much

I don’t think anyone would understand that this is EXACTLY how I would react to a sloth appearing at my birthday party.

I want someone to look at me the way Kristen bell looks at sloths.

i dooooo

— 9 hours ago with 20139 notes

i want a million

(Source: BuzzFeed, via yoko0no)

— 9 hours ago with 174786 notes
humans-of-pdx:

"I don’t really like people, but it’s difficult to get comfortable with loneliness. I mean, I’ve tried to have friends, but it never works out. And I’m tired of going out alone. I’m ok staying in at my place. It smells good when I burn incense and I have a lot of records and I can just play video games.” The bus she was waiting for arrived. “Do you need to go?” "It’s ok. Another one will come in ten minutes… But then, you know, sometimes I just want a partner— a relationship. It would be nice to share this part of my life with someone. I’ve been single for years, and you know, there are people I could call if I wanted to. But people always end up saying things that rub me the wrong way, or if I open up to them, suddenly they want me to be their best friend, and I don’t want people to have expectations of me. I don’t want to waste anyone else’s time if I’m not interested in being close to them." Another bus came and went while she told me about the loneliness, wiping tears from her eyes. Then another. “I’m sorry, I’ve talked too long.” "It’s really ok. Sometimes we just need to connect." "Yeah, I forget that sometimes."

humans-of-pdx:


"I don’t really like people, but it’s difficult to get comfortable with loneliness. I mean, I’ve tried to have friends, but it never works out. And I’m tired of going out alone. I’m ok staying in at my place. It smells good when I burn incense and I have a lot of records and I can just play video games.” 

The bus she was waiting for arrived. “Do you need to go?” 

"It’s ok. Another one will come in ten minutes… But then, you know, sometimes I just want a partner— a relationship. It would be nice to share this part of my life with someone. I’ve been single for years, and you know, there are people I could call if I wanted to. But people always end up saying things that rub me the wrong way, or if I open up to them, suddenly they want me to be their best friend, and I don’t want people to have expectations of me. I don’t want to waste anyone else’s time if I’m not interested in being close to them." 

Another bus came and went while she told me about the loneliness, wiping tears from her eyes. Then another. “I’m sorry, I’ve talked too long.” 

"It’s really ok. Sometimes we just need to connect." 

"Yeah, I forget that sometimes."

(via banavalope)

— 12 hours ago with 3507 notes
desertislanddream:

beckie0:

This headline and article had me fuming. They focus the readers attention on appearance again - rather than the good the person (in this case, Anne) is doing. I think it’s disgusting how newspapers pick us up on little details such as our makeup - rather that just report good deeds. Does anyone remember seeing the articles about the actress who saved people from drowning, yet all they focused on was her nipples that slipped out as she pulled them from the water?
Stop focusing on appearance and forming your articles in such a fashion to gain attention, it belittles the good that others do.

We really need to mention her lack of make-up? Really? She flew to Tennessee to spend the day with patient’s in a children’s hospital. Let’s focus on that.

desertislanddream:

beckie0:

This headline and article had me fuming. They focus the readers attention on appearance again - rather than the good the person (in this case, Anne) is doing. I think it’s disgusting how newspapers pick us up on little details such as our makeup - rather that just report good deeds. Does anyone remember seeing the articles about the actress who saved people from drowning, yet all they focused on was her nipples that slipped out as she pulled them from the water?

Stop focusing on appearance and forming your articles in such a fashion to gain attention, it belittles the good that others do.

We really need to mention her lack of make-up? Really? She flew to Tennessee to spend the day with patient’s in a children’s hospital. Let’s focus on that.

(via theconsultingdominatrix)

— 15 hours ago with 4939 notes

gemiblu:

hunteroflove:

D-D-D-D-D-D-DROP THE VASE

image

I’m on mobile and its just a white box,
But I’m gonna assume it’s a pic of haruhi

(via theconsultingdominatrix)

— 15 hours ago with 18418 notes
gatsbyadventures:

Sam and Gatsby used to do this. Gatsby would usually do this, pretending he’s “hiding”, but really he would only do it so he could leap out from under Sam and bite him in the cheek.
He was such a jerk puppy to Sam. It’s a good thing Sam’s a gentle giant.

gatsbyadventures:

Sam and Gatsby used to do this. Gatsby would usually do this, pretending he’s “hiding”, but really he would only do it so he could leap out from under Sam and bite him in the cheek.

He was such a jerk puppy to Sam. It’s a good thing Sam’s a gentle giant.

(Source: corgis-everywhere, via chegli)

— 15 hours ago with 22386 notes
pomme-poire-peche:

useyourwordsasher:

cmtothemc:

theancientcistern:

omegaqueer:

thatlupa:

All it does is show me you have a superiority complex and deep rooted classist tendencies. I’ve been a waitress, a barista and a sales associate, so your talking down to others just tells me at one point you would’ve talked down to me. This guy in the queue tried to buy me a coffee today, after ripping into the guy behind the counter about his skills and his job. Don’t care what people do for a living, if you don’t treat ‘em like (very important) people when you deal with them, we can’t be friends.

"A person who is nice to you but cruel to the waiter isn’t a nice person."

I don’t understand how people don’t get this

It is terrifying. It means if you don’t adhere to their demands or if you make on little mistake, they can turn on you. I don’t deal with people who are nasty to others.

Fucking *this*.
http://notalwaysright.com/tip-of-the-entree-iceberg/27669



(It is a busy Saturday night. During the dinner rush, I have been dealing with a table of two 20-something year old men. The blonde one has found something to complain about every time I’ve walked by while the brown-haired one just blushes and stays quiet. They’ve finished their meal.)
Blonde Man: “Are you new here?”
Me: “No, sir. I’ve been a waitress here for two years and three years at [other restaurant] prior.”
Blonde Man: “Then you have no excuse for how terrible this service was. The salad was wilty, and the entree was way too cold, and you were nowhere to be found. Plus, this place is far too noisy; I could barely hear myself speak! Honestly, I get better service at a fast food place.”
Me: “I’m sorry you feel that way. While there isn’t much I can do about the noise, I did offer to bring you different food before, but you said no.”
Blonde Man: *waves me off* “Just bring me the check, and try not to be so slow about it for once.”
(I go and get the check, but when I return, the brown-haired man stands up and hands me a $20 bill.)
Brown-haired Man: “Here, this is your tip. He wasn’t going to give you one. As a former waiter myself, I thought you were doing a perfectly fine job. My food was great, and the service was fast even though you’re so busy right now.”
(He turns to his blonde companion.)
Brown-haired Man: “People like you made my job so much worse, especially for making us work that much harder for no tip. So thanks for the meal, but you can go ahead and delete my number because there will be no second date. And by the way,potjevleesch is supposed to be served cold, you idiot.”
(With that, he left the restaurant without his date. It made the whole night worth it, to see that blonde man speechless for once.)

pomme-poire-peche:

useyourwordsasher:

cmtothemc:

theancientcistern:

omegaqueer:

thatlupa:

All it does is show me you have a superiority complex and deep rooted classist tendencies. I’ve been a waitress, a barista and a sales associate, so your talking down to others just tells me at one point you would’ve talked down to me. This guy in the queue tried to buy me a coffee today, after ripping into the guy behind the counter about his skills and his job. Don’t care what people do for a living, if you don’t treat ‘em like (very important) people when you deal with them, we can’t be friends.

"A person who is nice to you but cruel to the waiter isn’t a nice person."

I don’t understand how people don’t get this

It is terrifying. It means if you don’t adhere to their demands or if you make on little mistake, they can turn on you. I don’t deal with people who are nasty to others.

Fucking *this*.

http://notalwaysright.com/tip-of-the-entree-iceberg/27669

(It is a busy Saturday night. During the dinner rush, I have been dealing with a table of two 20-something year old men. The blonde one has found something to complain about every time I’ve walked by while the brown-haired one just blushes and stays quiet. They’ve finished their meal.)

Blonde Man: “Are you new here?”

Me: “No, sir. I’ve been a waitress here for two years and three years at [other restaurant] prior.”

Blonde Man: “Then you have no excuse for how terrible this service was. The salad was wilty, and the entree was way too cold, and you were nowhere to be found. Plus, this place is far too noisy; I could barely hear myself speak! Honestly, I get better service at a fast food place.”

Me: “I’m sorry you feel that way. While there isn’t much I can do about the noise, I did offer to bring you different food before, but you said no.”

Blonde Man: *waves me off* “Just bring me the check, and try not to be so slow about it for once.”

(I go and get the check, but when I return, the brown-haired man stands up and hands me a $20 bill.)

Brown-haired Man: “Here, this is your tip. He wasn’t going to give you one. As a former waiter myself, I thought you were doing a perfectly fine job. My food was great, and the service was fast even though you’re so busy right now.”

(He turns to his blonde companion.)

Brown-haired Man: “People like you made my job so much worse, especially for making us work that much harder for no tip. So thanks for the meal, but you can go ahead and delete my number because there will be no second date. And by the way,potjevleesch is supposed to be served cold, you idiot.”

(With that, he left the restaurant without his date. It made the whole night worth it, to see that blonde man speechless for once.)

(via theconsultingdominatrix)

— 15 hours ago with 64955 notes