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revolutionarytea:

Some guy in Ancient Greece, pointing at a perfectly climbable mountain: There are gods up there!

The rest of Ancient Greece: Sick, no need to fact check that 

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thoodleoo:

me: okay i’ve complained enough about this it’s time to put it to rest

me five minutes later: actually you know what-

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ugly-bread:

pluspluspangolin:

sigmaleph:

responsible-reanimation:

thesleepiestboy:

dadcore420:

redfurniture:

spacebattles:

I wish more foods were named in the same vein as “I Can’t Believe Its Not Butter!”

You’ve Got To Be Pulling My Leg, THIS Is Ranch?!

Shut The Fuck Up, Are You Telling Me This Shit Is Ketchup??

I Firmly Believe This Is Not Mustard And I Am Horribly Wrong

I Refused To Believe That This Condiment Was Barbecue Sauce, And I Have Been Summarily Flayed For My Apostasy

I Assigned Negligible Probability To This Being Chili Sauce And Have Since Updated

In Which Your Humble Narrator Assumed That The Substance Within This Container Was Not Worchestershire Sauce Only To Be Rudely Awakened From This Delusion By Mysterious Circumstances

Fuck me, Linda, if this shit is mayonnaise I’m going to sell my first-born

(via no-chill-at-all)

admhawthorne:
“ iamrushin:
“ boomerbuzzard:
“ notchicken:
“I hate the internet. I hate how this poem doesn’t need to be finished but it has 13.9k retweets and 21.1k likes. Everyone knows how this poem ends and I hate it
”
Violets are Blue
Michael...

admhawthorne:

iamrushin:

boomerbuzzard:

notchicken:

I hate the internet. I hate how this poem doesn’t need to be finished but it has 13.9k retweets and 21.1k likes. Everyone knows how this poem ends and I hate it

Violets are Blue

Michael Jackson sang Thriller

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lmao omg

Ha ha… I hate this site

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fluidpuck:

Two fair men lie in water warm and slow,

As brothers are they joinēd heart to heart;

But Cupid hath not struck them with his bow;

Lest that be thought, they sit five feet apart.

(via do-you-have-a-flag)