Life kills rebels, death gets the rest

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isittingduck:

tennants-hair:

timelord374:

tennants-hair:

so i showed my friend this picture of anakin

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and she was like ”he’s hot”

and i couldnt stop laughing because yeah

he’s

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pretty hot

Too soon

IT’S BEEN NINE YEARS

One might say that it was 
A long time ago in a galaxy far, far away

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repllicunt:

argentourage:

what if you could meet your celebrity crush but the cost was them knowing everything you’ve ever said about them in your tumblr tags

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thatgaynerdtyler:

swindledagain:

pitchforkreviews:

THIS HUSKY HEARS THE BABY CRYING SO IT LULLS IT OH MY GOD I’M SERIOUSLY ABOUT TO START CRYING

"Baby sad?"

"No, sad baby, oh no, no sad"

"Sing? Make not sad? Sing baby?"

"Sing sad baby. Baby not sad. I’m a good dog."

And this is why Nana from Peter Pan was a valid nanny.

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hexgoddess:

see-reverse-side:

hexgoddess:

What? Bisexual? She can’t be bisexual, you’re only bisexual if you’re actively fucking two people of two differing genders at the same exact time. The moment you stop fucking them you’re suddenly not bi anymore. It’s science.

I suppose that means we bi people exist in quantum superposition until someone observes us having sex.

Schrodinger’s Sexuality

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You know, funny story: There’s this craft store called Michaels. Look, my sister knits, and she goes to Michaels. So my sister called me and she’s like, “Oh my god, I’m at Michaels, picking up yarn. You have a poster at Michaels.” I’m like, “What?” She’s like, “There’s a poster, there’s a Falcon poster at Michaels.” I’m like, “Holy s**t!” She’s like, “I’m gonna come and pick you up, and we’re gonna see your poster in this store.” So she picks me up and we go to Michaels.

We go in, and I see the poster and I’m like, “Oh, this is….” She’s like, “I know, I know.” I said, “I’m gonna sign these posters.” I was like, “That would be amazing, you buy a poster and it’s like, actually signed by the Falcon.” Like, it would blow my mind. So I go to the front, I buy a Sharpie, I run back to the back of the store. And she’s like, “I’m gonna take a picture of you signing it.”

I’m in this store and I’m signing all the posters. The manager comes out, he’s like, “Hey, whatcha doing?” I was like, “Oh man, I’m signing these posters so when people buy ‘em, they’re signed.” He’s like, “Well, people are not gonna buy ‘em if they’re signed.” And I was like, “No, no, no, it’s cool. I’m pretty sure there won’t be a problem.” And he goes, “Yeah, but it is gonna be a problem, you’re messin’ up my inventory.” And I’m like, “No, my man, trust me. I mean, I’m the Falcon, that’s me!” And he goes, “Yeah, right. You’re gonna buy those posters.” I said, “What?” He’s like, “You’re gonna buy all those posters or I’m gonna call the police.”

He rolls up all the posters and goes to the front of the store. And I had to buy like 60 Falcon posters that I signed in Michaels.

—Anthony Mackie getting in trouble for signing his posters at a Micheals  (x)

(Source: fwips, via ontinetine)