hannahdacanada: Don’t you just love it when you catch someone in a lie and you get to look at them like this: (via ayeleighanne)

hannahdacanada:

Don’t you just love it when you catch someone in a lie and you get to look at them like this:

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knightof-hope:

vanishedschism:

theatretroubles:

enasnivolz:

ealperin:

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edwardspoonhands:

Not Iambic….Do Not Accept…

These tags I’ll pop, and boast in rhyming versethat what I wear puts swagger in my gait;though twenty shillings have I in my purse,my self-esteem and manhood both inflatewhen lofty furs I purchase for a cent.Thy grandpa’s clothes are worthy salvage, thoughthey smell a trifle musty. Still, I spentmuch less to dress myself from head to toe.
To save or not to save? The question’s moot.I’ll never give my coin to high-street crooks.These dusty shelves will yield their hidden lootto those, like me, more frugal in their looks.Like ancient coins washed up on distant shores,I’ll find my treasures in these thrifty stores.      - Macklemore, “Thrift Shoppe”

*Crying with laughter*

ITS IN IAMBIC PENTAMETER. SWEET JESUS THIS IS MY NEW FAVORITE THING.

THIS IS THE MOST BRILLIANT POSY I HAVE EVER SEEN.

Guys, that’s not only Iambic, that’s a fucking sonnet. *claps*

Grammatically correct for the period and a couple of references to Shakespeare’s actual works.

I’m sincerely impressed.
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So Once Upon A Time… I had this dream a looooong while back. I was in Skyrim and being chased by a fire breathing dragon, and this bard was running with me SCREAMING with his lute: “YAR HAR FIDDLETY DEE, YOU ARE A PIRATE!” Well guess what, bitches. I HAD ANOTHER WEIRD ASS DREAM. I was a pyromancer, playing with fire n’ shit. And somehow I wound up in something like… an African plain. So I’m walking, and a pride of lions just straight jumps and starts attacking me. I knock them out, WITHOUT KILLING THEM SOMEHOW BECAUSE I REALLY LIKE LIONS. and then… FRICK FRACK PADDYWACK, POOF! I’M ON THE HOGWARTS EXPRESS. And Draco was talkin’ shit. I don’t like that. So I marched up to Draco: Draco: What do YOU want? Me: I see you have a hat… *points at his Slytherin beanie with a puff thing on it* It’d be a shame… if… *pinches the tip of the puff thing and it starts to smolder* someone ignited it… *candle flame sits on top of the burning hat* Draco: *screams at top of lungs* MY FATHER’S GOING TO HEAR ABOUT THIS!! Me: *triumphantly walks off and sits elsewhere* -END DREAM SEQUENCE- …Seriously, where the eff do these dreams COME FROM~!?

So Once Upon A Time…

I had this dream a looooong while back. I was in Skyrim and being chased by a fire breathing dragon, and this bard was running with me SCREAMING with his lute: “YAR HAR FIDDLETY DEE, YOU ARE A PIRATE!”

Well guess what, bitches. I HAD ANOTHER WEIRD ASS DREAM.

I was a pyromancer, playing with fire n’ shit. And somehow I wound up in something like… an African plain. So I’m walking, and a pride of lions just straight jumps and starts attacking me. I knock them out, WITHOUT KILLING THEM SOMEHOW BECAUSE I REALLY LIKE LIONS. and then… FRICK FRACK PADDYWACK, POOF!

I’M ON THE HOGWARTS EXPRESS.

And Draco was talkin’ shit. I don’t like that. So I marched up to Draco:

Draco: What do YOU want?

Me: I see you have a hat… *points at his Slytherin beanie with a puff thing on it* It’d be a shame… if… *pinches the tip of the puff thing and it starts to smolder* someone ignited it… *candle flame sits on top of the burning hat*

Draco: *screams at top of lungs* MY FATHER’S GOING TO HEAR ABOUT THIS!!

Me: *triumphantly walks off and sits elsewhere*

-END DREAM SEQUENCE-

…Seriously, where the eff do these dreams COME FROM~!?

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thelesbianwhisperer:

Prepare for trouble.

And make it double.

To protect the world from devastation

To unite all people within our nation.

To denounce the evils of truth and love.

To extend our reach to the stars above

Jessie~!

James~!

Team Rocket blasts off at the speed of light!

Surrender now, or prepare to fight!

Me-owth, that’s right!

WAAAAAAAAAAAABAAFET.

Bless this post.

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snorlaxatives: me in the club (via elis-magic-catnado)

snorlaxatives:

me in the club

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