this image is huge…………..anyways i love them
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your heart is a muscle the size of a rat
SPONGE BOB SQUARE PANTS
Your brain’s about four times the size of a cat’s
SPONGE BOB SQUARE PANTS
Your lungs can hold 5.5 liters of air
SPONGEBOB SQUAREPANTS
The soles of your feet can never grow hair
SPONGEBOB SQUAREPANTS
SPONGEBOB SQUAREPANTS
SPONGEBOB SQUAREPANTS
SPONGEBOB SQUAREPANTS
SPONGEBOB…
SQUAREPAAAAAAAANTS
*~deedlee-doot-dee-doot doo-oot~*
To all those who say cats are not affectionate: meet Grandma.
Video by Angelo Varriano
Aww her name is Grandma.
SWEET ROLLY BABY
You know what I don’t get? When fanfic authors apologize for long chapters. It’s like? You gave me bonus content, for free, and you’re sorry about it? Bruh. I have already named my firstborn after you. Dude.
You know what else I don’t get? When they apologize for short updates. It’s like: look at these new words I gave you! Sorry I didn’t give you even more free words. Bro, that’s at least two words that I did not have yesterday. For free. Dude. Thank you.
And another thing: when people drop out of nowhere with a surprise update and then apologize for it taking a while. Like, dude, I wasn’t expecting anything, and you gave me words. I thought this fic was abandoned, but wait: there’s more. You just popped in and reminded me that this is a Good Fic that I should probably reread. You made my goshdarn day.
Basically fanfic writers are under no obligation to publish anything so when they do update it’s always a net positive because the story is longer now, and I have something to read, so thank you so much to everyone who writes fic at whatever pace or quantity they want.
Amazing who you’ll find in a storm drain. Best thing about living alone is the lack of judgement regarding the number of rescues I can bring home. This is Oswald. Absolutely could get away with murder.
like at the end of return of the jedi everyone else is dancing and getting shitfaced on ewok booze and shooting off fireworks because they just trashed the empire for good and luke is like, i just watched my father die in my arms and then personally threw his body on a funeral pyre… time to party pass the vodka
luke: *wanders off by himself, dissociates, sees the ghosts of his father and his teachers staring at him from the woods*
some ewok: *does a keg stand*
“Blue: displaying levels of interest, concern, hyper intelligence, cognitive bonding. (…)
She’s showing empathy.”
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