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georgetakei:

What’s on your wall? Chicken feed. #BachToMyOldSelfies http://ift.tt/1jdstdp

georgetakei:

What’s on your wall? Chicken feed. #BachToMyOldSelfies http://ift.tt/1jdstdp

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vinegod:

My dog York won’t do it for the vine by Wellington Boyce

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tumblingdoe:

ctvadim:

Oh sure, you think you were a “kool kid” in high school. But did you have a LIGHTSABER ON YOUR BELT in your Senior Prom picture? Did you CHOREOGRAPH A BATTLE with your best friend on the dance floor? No, I didn’t think so. #tbt #throwbackthursday #mtfbwy #jedi

I’m repeatedly amazed by you.

tumblingdoe:

ctvadim:

Oh sure, you think you were a “kool kid” in high school. But did you have a LIGHTSABER ON YOUR BELT in your Senior Prom picture? Did you CHOREOGRAPH A BATTLE with your best friend on the dance floor? No, I didn’t think so. #tbt #throwbackthursday #mtfbwy #jedi

I’m repeatedly amazed by you.

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jordanleeemerson:

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rnints:

imagine if girls used the same style of joke to degrade men like “cool story bro now go chop some lumber”

GO CHOP SOME LUMBER

"what r u doing out of the garage go fix my car"

"Don’t you have something to fix somewhere."

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mikerugnetta:

After going to XOXO last year I had a semi-serious idea to organize bi-monthly hang outs at a bar in Brooklyn because many people at the conference seemed to share in roughly the same anxiety: “How is it that I–a person who has no idea what they’re doing and is not qualified to do it–have gotten myself into this position?” 
At XOXO there was lots of talk about the Impostor Syndrome. Inside my brain there is lots of thinking about how I am an impostor. Margaret Atwood maybe also thinks (or at one point thought) she’s an impostor. And so I thought well whatever maybe we should all hang out and drink and be impostors together? 

mikerugnetta:

After going to XOXO last year I had a semi-serious idea to organize bi-monthly hang outs at a bar in Brooklyn because many people at the conference seemed to share in roughly the same anxiety: “How is it that I–a person who has no idea what they’re doing and is not qualified to do it–have gotten myself into this position?” 

At XOXO there was lots of talk about the Impostor Syndrome. Inside my brain there is lots of thinking about how I am an impostor. Margaret Atwood maybe also thinks (or at one point thought) she’s an impostor. And so I thought well whatever maybe we should all hang out and drink and be impostors together? 

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serenading-the-unicorn:

gymleaderkarkat:


What are you so afraid of!?

I’m REALLY sorry but it looks like they’re about to rap battle

serenading-the-unicorn:

gymleaderkarkat:

What are you so afraid of!?

I’m REALLY sorry but it looks like they’re about to rap battle

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