I’m glad that Bilbo Baggins exists
Because in the book, the dude was pretty firmly middle aged when his crazy-ass adventure started
He was settled down in the house that belonged to his parents and had done precisely jack shit with his life
It gives me hope that maybe some nutcase wizard will eventually show up and be like yo
you’re a burglar now
don’t even care that you didn’t roll rogue homie we got dragons to slay and kingdoms to save
If by some crazy-ass miracle I ever get a serious girlfriend, I want them to bust this motherfucker out for an anniversary/proposal/some kind of relationship thing that’s a huge deal.
Guaranteed at least 2 billion relationship points (I’m not sure of the value of relationship points so cannot accurately say how big of a deal that is).
Holy shit where does this come from?
[Black and white picture of Black Trans women protesting, carrying signs that say “Money for hormones, not war!”, “We also have rights!”, and “Trans Rights Now!”]
The International Action Center (IAC) is an anti-capitalist, anti-imperialist, anti-war organization founded in 1992. This photo was likely taken during one of their ‘Trans Day of Action’. The background resembles Union Square so I’m assuming this is in NYC.
I backtraced the image but had no luck finding the source.
i wish i had someone to send cute nudes to
Instead they usually end up on Tumblr
Your nudes are always welcome over here, pretty lady!
Speaking of less clothes I still need to fabric…
We should start a private tumblr, full of girls, who can safely post their nudes and we can compliment each other and stuff haha :3
I agree with this statement!
christmas eve what about christmas adam
happy christmas adam to all men’s rights activists
Please stop pestering us with things like this. This has nothing to do with men fighting for their rights. Eve is short for ‘evening’. Please don’t turn activism into a joke. Thanks.
Someone isn’t having a good christmas adam
Christmas Adam: December 23rd. Comes before Christmas Eve and is generally unsatisfying.
Last night, my university gave an honorary master’s degree to the service dog who sat through every one of his owner’s classes. He dressed appropriately for the ceremony.