meggchan:

cherniychort:

The 1969 Chevrolet Camaro used in Gorillaz’s music video “STYLO”.

Can I….just…*grabby hands*. GORGEOUS.

I wish this was mine T___T

meggchan:

cherniychort:

The 1969 Chevrolet Camaro used in Gorillaz’s music video “STYLO”.

Can I….just…*grabby hands*. GORGEOUS.

I wish this was mine T___T



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fuckyeahandi:

This is genius

This would be fun to play :D

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inverted-mind-inc:

evilbiggering:

theworstthingsforsale:

Nutella is readily available in grocery stores across the country, so why you’d need eleven pounds of it in a single giant tub is anyone’s guess. Sure, it’s delicious, like any other combination of sugar and fat, but eleven pounds of Nutella has 27,000 calories. That’s two weeks’ worth of meals. Not two weeks of dinner, but two weeks of your entire caloric consumption, period.
It’s also worth noting that Nutella is only 13% hazelnuts and 7.4% cocoa. The majority of it is sugar and palm oil. If you want an authentic Italian hazelnut spread, Crema Alla Nocciola is 45% hazelnuts. It comes in a seven-ounce tub, too, so if you want to destroy your metabolism with it, you’ll have to suffer the indignity of manually entering a quantity of twenty-five tubs.

Restaurants and whatnot buy things in larger containers and in bulk, like the crepe stand at my mall.

Shut the f**k up and move aside…


I would KILL for this!!! 

inverted-mind-inc:

evilbiggering:

theworstthingsforsale:

Nutella is readily available in grocery stores across the country, so why you’d need eleven pounds of it in a single giant tub is anyone’s guess. Sure, it’s delicious, like any other combination of sugar and fat, but eleven pounds of Nutella has 27,000 calories. That’s two weeks’ worth of meals. Not two weeks of dinner, but two weeks of your entire caloric consumption, period.

It’s also worth noting that Nutella is only 13% hazelnuts and 7.4% cocoa. The majority of it is sugar and palm oil. If you want an authentic Italian hazelnut spread, Crema Alla Nocciola is 45% hazelnuts. It comes in a seven-ounce tub, too, so if you want to destroy your metabolism with it, you’ll have to suffer the indignity of manually entering a quantity of twenty-five tubs.

Restaurants and whatnot buy things in larger containers and in bulk, like the crepe stand at my mall.

Shut the f**k up and move aside…

Yessssssssssss

I would KILL for this!!! 


widdlez:

nootherendoftheworldwilltherebe:

dontbearuiner:

sadienita:

alittleveggies:

requiemsong:

mldmnnrdrprtr:

crazylipgloss:

thebatmanchild:

athagazagoraphobic:

invisicanada:

About three things I was absolutely positive. First, I had a pokemon. Second, there was a part of me - and I didn’t know how dominant that part might be - that wanted to be the very best, like no one ever was. Third, Gary Oak was unconditionally and irrevocably a douchenozzle.

Reblogging for the comment

How old are you? 
“ten”
How long have you been ten?
“…”

HOW LONG HAVE YOU BEEN TEN

Misty looked at Ash, his breathing still heavy from carrying her on his bike as fast as he could through the long grass outside of Pallet Town.
“You’re eyes are impossibly huge and black,” Misty said. “Your hair is… incredibly pointy, and doesn’t need product. Your face changes size and shape based on your feelings… and sometimes you speak like - like you’re from the 90’s. You never spend money on anything; you don’t go to the bathroom.”
The silence hung there, thick and heavy like a Snorlax blocking the bike path. 
“How old are you?” Misty asked, not sure if she wanted to know.
“Ten,” Ash replied, with a slight smirk and an almost amused tone.
Misty new that wasn’t true. Ash wasn’t like the other boys her age. He wasn’t even like her older sisters who ran the gym in Cerulean City. He was wiser and his passion was genuine.
Ash didn’t just want to catch them all, he needed to. He was going to be the best there ever was no matter how long it took, which gave Misty this nagging in the back of her mind. She had to know for sure.
“How long have you been ten?” she asked. Her voice weak, knowing full well the answer could change everything she thought she knew.
“A while…” Ash said. His voice trailing off, as if he were losing himself in a flood of memories.
Misty let out a faint gasp. She knew now. She was certain.
“I know what you are,” she declared, as if whatever had been holding her back from accepting the truth, finally let go of her hand and let her fall right down the Diglett hole.
Ash eyes were alive now, flickering like the flame on a Charmander’s tale.
He stared right into her and said, ”Say it… out loud. Say it.”
Misty’s heart was pounding louder than the thud of a Marowak’s bone club attack.
Despite the now eerily silent meadow, she could barely be heard as she whispered, “Pokemon Trainer.”





^^^better story than twilight

LOL

Filed under: Twilight parodies that are better than Twilight

reblogging for those comments XD

widdlez:

nootherendoftheworldwilltherebe:

dontbearuiner:

sadienita:

alittleveggies:

requiemsong:

mldmnnrdrprtr:

crazylipgloss:

thebatmanchild:

athagazagoraphobic:

invisicanada:

About three things I was absolutely positive. First, I had a pokemon. Second, there was a part of me - and I didn’t know how dominant that part might be - that wanted to be the very best, like no one ever was. Third, Gary Oak was unconditionally and irrevocably a douchenozzle.

Reblogging for the comment

How old are you? 

“ten”

How long have you been ten?

“…”

HOW LONG HAVE YOU BEEN TEN

Misty looked at Ash, his breathing still heavy from carrying her on his bike as fast as he could through the long grass outside of Pallet Town.

“You’re eyes are impossibly huge and black,” Misty said. “Your hair is… incredibly pointy, and doesn’t need product. Your face changes size and shape based on your feelings… and sometimes you speak like - like you’re from the 90’s. You never spend money on anything; you don’t go to the bathroom.”

The silence hung there, thick and heavy like a Snorlax blocking the bike path. 

“How old are you?” Misty asked, not sure if she wanted to know.

“Ten,” Ash replied, with a slight smirk and an almost amused tone.

Misty new that wasn’t true. Ash wasn’t like the other boys her age. He wasn’t even like her older sisters who ran the gym in Cerulean City. He was wiser and his passion was genuine.

Ash didn’t just want to catch them all, he needed to. He was going to be the best there ever was no matter how long it took, which gave Misty this nagging in the back of her mind. She had to know for sure.

“How long have you been ten?” she asked. Her voice weak, knowing full well the answer could change everything she thought she knew.

“A while…” Ash said. His voice trailing off, as if he were losing himself in a flood of memories.

Misty let out a faint gasp. She knew now. She was certain.

“I know what you are,” she declared, as if whatever had been holding her back from accepting the truth, finally let go of her hand and let her fall right down the Diglett hole.

Ash eyes were alive now, flickering like the flame on a Charmander’s tale.

He stared right into her and said, ”Say it… out loud. Say it.”

Misty’s heart was pounding louder than the thud of a Marowak’s bone club attack.

Despite the now eerily silent meadow, she could barely be heard as she whispered, “Pokemon Trainer.”

^^^better story than twilight

LOL

Filed under: Twilight parodies that are better than Twilight

reblogging for those comments XD

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Black Dresses, Series XIX: Solid Black OPs and JSKs, part II

by Angelic Pretty

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tealgeezus:

k009:

YEAAAAAAAAAAH! *:・゚’☆.+゚’・:*+☆  Batman Tees@ ★FANIME:【 T287-T288 】 

The cute…I can’t…

tealgeezus:

k009:

YEAAAAAAAAAAH! *:・゚’☆.+゚’・:*+☆  
Batman Tees
★FANIME: T287-T288 

The cute…I can’t…

(via lollonz)


sifu-kisu:

blueisacolour:

johanirae:

When in SHIELD, you land the fucking plane on the first try… OR ELSE.

OMG why am I laughing so hard at this?

is giggling

(via biggering-my-petticoat)


waffleguppies:

best gif oh my goshand it was all going so well

waffleguppies:

best gif oh my gosh
and it was all going so well

(via spacestepmom)


pizza-party:

Wondered if this existed. It does.
Phew!
Thanks, Internet! You never let me down!

pizza-party:

Wondered if this existed. It does.

Phew!

Thanks, Internet! You never let me down!


its-a-duckpond:

I had to. Okay you know the drill reblogs only, likes don’t count and following me won’t help you. 

Ends May 22, 2012 at midnight and the winner must have an open ask box and respond within 24 hours.

Winner gets a free fluffy skirt in their favourite Avengers fabric. ($40 normally)

If you want to order something or check out my portfolio blog here 

Theres no reblog limit but don’t be annoying. I can tell because after a while I recognize your name, don’t annoy me either please.

Have fun. 

-Ally

(via biggering-my-petticoat)


its-a-duckpond:

I had to. Okay you know the drill reblogs only, likes don’t count and following me won’t help you. 

Ends May 22, 2012 at midnight and the winner must have an open ask box and respond within 24 hours.

Winner gets a free fluffy skirt in their favourite Avengers fabric. ($40 normally)

If you want to order something or check out my portfolio blog here 

Theres no reblog limit but don’t be annoying. I can tell because after a while I recognize your name, don’t annoy me either please.

Have fun. 

-Ally

(via biggering-my-petticoat)


the-more-i-arty:

Some Avengers themed cocktail recipes I played around with.

Also drink responsibly…

Now with added Phil