420ferret:

penfairy:

I like to call my chickens “beasties” or “fat little monster trucks” and other such affectionate terms, but dad seems to take offence whenever I do and always gently refers to them as “the girls,” “the ladies” and sometimes “the dames” when he’s putting them away, like he’s a butler shepherding a group of well-bred country lasses into the parlour for tea 

this post evokes such a pleasing mental image that my depression was completely cured for 5 and a half minutes

The people who painted my apartment before I moved in painted over the magnetic latch of my pantry so it doesn’t close. I keep the dog food in there so Arthur was perfectly free to nose his way in and snack throughout the day. I was going to get a giant bin to keep his food in but this was much cheaper.

Babyproofing companies really need to market their products to pet owners. They’re missing out on a major demographic.

softwedge:

jedihighcouncil:

I’m rlly frustrated bc I’m watching return of the Jedi and I just saw the scene where they’re talking about the sarlacc and I can’t stop thinking abt this one Tumblr post that’s something about how it wouldn’t be for that long bc he’d starve to death and Luke is like “tell him that r2. Tell him that he’s a dumbass r2. Tell him” and I’ve been googling for a billion years but I can’t find it and I rlly wanna find this post so if any of u have it plsssssss add the link and I’d die for u

jumpingjacktrash:

all the websites now begging us to turn off our adblockers sound like cheating exes wheedling for another chance

no, you blew it

you had your chance but you put up autoplaying animations with horrible flashing and sound and gross sex things and lies and viruses, pop-ups and pop-unders and things that download themselves and try to run, and fucking chaos and crimes basically

we don’t trust you anymore and we’re not turning off our ad blockers probably ever again, and you have no one to blame but yourself

0lai:

0lai:

SIGNAL BOOST THIS PLEASE !!! My ukulele was stolen. My dad made it for me. It is a one of a kind. My dads name is Eenor Wildeboar. My name is Ola’i Manu Mele // Lali Wilde. This instrument is my most prized possession. I love it dearly. My email is olai.mw@gmail.com

It was stolen in Alameda, SF Bay Area