Inspire Me...

awwww-cute:

It always amazed me how cats can look so comfortable in the most uncomfortable places

awwww-cute:

It always amazed me how cats can look so comfortable in the most uncomfortable places

(via heyfunniest)

baby-dinos:

One of my work m8s brought her puppy Zoe into work! Such an angel 💖

baby-dinos:

One of my work m8s brought her puppy Zoe into work! Such an angel 💖

(via cubsport)

jontronshat:

jontronshat:

jontronshat:

when you find a very funny meme

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when you show your friend the humorous meme

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and he also has a giggle at it

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(via hansardkray)

peter: my name's peter quill, but you might know me by another name

korath: what?

peter: *whips on sunglasses* bert macklin, fbi

growley:

growley:

remember that one time i told mark sheppard i’d get whatever he replied to me with tattooed on my body

i got that tattoo tonight 

i met mark this weekend and the first thing he did was take a picture of me

(via tacos-tacos-tacos-tacos)

comedyaintpretty:

Drax has some of the funniest lines on this whole damn movie.

(via slimemeister)

iwillneverdropmysword:

masteradept:

american-ruby:

ohfalada:

Also their clothes (pockets, pockets, pockets).

if stuff is made for men, it’s practical and helps them be human beings
if stuff is made for women, it’s pretty and helps us be decoration

You forgot, the stuff made for women is also more expensive

Will never NOT reblog stuff such as this.

iwillneverdropmysword:

masteradept:

american-ruby:

ohfalada:

Also their clothes (pockets, pockets, pockets).

if stuff is made for men, it’s practical and helps them be human beings

if stuff is made for women, it’s pretty and helps us be decoration

You forgot, the stuff made for women is also more expensive

Will never NOT reblog stuff such as this.

(Source: mindynovak, via dropletsofsadness)

itsbetterthananal:

im waiting for the day i can use this as a reaction image and confuse everyone for a good 5-30 seconds before they get it

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(via done-out-of-shame)

feferiden:

gingerhaze:

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This is the realest shit

(via nyah-nyah)

professorfangirl:

prokopetz:

This is the one time of year that I love wasps.
Not because the wasps themselves get any nicer. They’re horrid little creatures year round. No, it’s because I have a couple of big apple trees out back, and late August, early September is when the apples start ripening.
Now, if you don’t harvest your own fruit, there are two things you need to know about apples.
The first thing you need to know about apples is that, when apples get ripe, they tend to fall from the tree at the slightest breeze.
I often work late at the office; by the time I get home, there are piles of apples scattered everywhere - and sure enough, the wasps are out in force, gorging themselves on the fruit. When I go to clean up the windfallen apples, the wasps naturally do the “rawr, I’ma fuck you up!” routine for which wasps are known.
The second thing you need to know about apples is that they ferment very rapidly in the late August heat.
So: the wasps try to come at me, but they’re too drunk to fly. They get about an inch off the ground, then faceplant directly into the turf, flip over onto their backs, and lay there, legs twitching in the air as they try in vain to find something to sting.
Perhaps I’m a man of simple pleasures, but I bust up laughing every. single. time.
Fucking wasps.

I tried to reblog this with a witty tag, but Tumblr took it as serious advice:

professorfangirl:

prokopetz:

This is the one time of year that I love wasps.

Not because the wasps themselves get any nicer. They’re horrid little creatures year round. No, it’s because I have a couple of big apple trees out back, and late August, early September is when the apples start ripening.

Now, if you don’t harvest your own fruit, there are two things you need to know about apples.

The first thing you need to know about apples is that, when apples get ripe, they tend to fall from the tree at the slightest breeze.

I often work late at the office; by the time I get home, there are piles of apples scattered everywhere - and sure enough, the wasps are out in force, gorging themselves on the fruit. When I go to clean up the windfallen apples, the wasps naturally do the “rawr, I’ma fuck you up!” routine for which wasps are known.

The second thing you need to know about apples is that they ferment very rapidly in the late August heat.

So: the wasps try to come at me, but they’re too drunk to fly. They get about an inch off the ground, then faceplant directly into the turf, flip over onto their backs, and lay there, legs twitching in the air as they try in vain to find something to sting.

Perhaps I’m a man of simple pleasures, but I bust up laughing every. single. time.

Fucking wasps.

I tried to reblog this with a witty tag, but Tumblr took it as serious advice:

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(via nyah-nyah)