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sir isaac newton discovered gravity when an apple macbook fell on his head and he saw the wikipedia page for gravity open on it

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itsalwayssunnyinasgard:

Charlie’s note in the vents. S03E04: The Gang Gets Held Hostage.
Because if one Avenger knows about being held hostage…

Charlie Kelly is the anti-Tony Stark.

Illiterate

Broke

Dayman

Fullonrapist

MARSHALL SINGING

elphabaforpresidentofgallifrey:

fucking PERFECT IN EVERY WAY

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waxjism:

chesttoupee:

Can we just take a minute to appreciate Danny Pudi holding Mjolnir? 

I see he is worthy.

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sometimenever:

“I’ll teach you to be me and you teach me to be you.”

#lol #this movie makes no fucking sense #don’t get me wrong #i love it #but i mean #OH I DON’T WANT TO BE WITH YOU ANYMORE SO CHOOSE ONE DAUGHTER AND LET’S GET THIS OVER WITH #btw they will never meet each other #and we will never talk about one another to them deal

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acoolranchlunatic:

Favorite Community quotes
★ Episode 2x17: Intro to Political Science [1/3] ☆ 

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pasdesolee:

Earth Mother awoke with the dawn. She fanned sacred smoke in each of the four directions.
Then she walked across the land singing a morning song.
Earth Mother gave the beetles shiny jackets. She hung green acorns on the oaks.
Bending low, she placed a piece of summer in a flower’s seed.
She turned her gaze to the sage-covered deserts and blew across the mesas.
A hawk cupped the warm air with its wings.

Man greeted Earth Mother as she walked beside the river. He held a net in his hands to catch frogs for his breakfast.
“You are kind to me, Earth Mother,” said Man. “You have sent Frog to fill my belly and I am grateful.”
Man slapped at his face.
“But why have you sent this wretched Mosquito to torment me—to sting me at night and drive me from my bed?” he asked.
“Mosquito is bad, bad, bad. Frog, on the other hand, is sweet, tasty, and oh-so-wonderfully delicious. If there were more frogs and no mosquitoes—none at all—this world would be perfect.”
Man went back to the business of hunting for frogs.
Earth Mother walked on.

Earth Mother walked across the African savannah wearing a robe fringed with falling rain.
She filled the water holes and sharpened the thornbushes. Her hand guided a sunbird to a blossom sweet with nectar.
She climbed a peak and flung a spear of lightning into the sky.
The mountains felt the sting and fury of her storm.
In the north, Earth Mother powdered the trees with snow. Tiny crystals gleamed in the air like diamond dust.

In the late afternoon, Earth Mother heard Frog calling. Frog sat on a rock near a lake. With a flick of his tongue, he caught a small insect and swallowed it whole.
“Thank you, Earth Mother,” said Frog. “Mosquito and her sisters fill my belly and give me life.
But why have you sent Man to catch and eat me? Man is bad, bad, bad. Sweet, delicious Mosquito, on the other hand, makes me happy. If there were more mosquitoes and no men, this world would be perfect.”
Earth Mother smiled and walked on.

In the evening, Earth Mother dived with the whales into the depths of the ocean. Blue-green light trailed from her fingertips.
A silver moon rose on the horizon.
Earth Mother cradled an otter in a tangle of seaweed, rocking him on the waves.
It was nighttime. As Earth Mother walked through a meadow, she heard a tiny voice.

“Earth Mother, it is I, Mosquito,” said the owner of the voice. “Frog will surely feast on me tomorrow or the next day. He has already caught most of my sisters.
But I am grateful for man who lives by the river. He is tender and delicious when I bite him in his bed. What’s needed is more men and none of those useless frogs. Then this world would be perfect.”
Earth Mother sighed. Once more she walked on.
Earth Mother climbed the hill to her cloud tepee. She spangled a tree with fireflies.
She spread spiderweb lace on the grass.
Earth Mother said good night to the beetles, to the hawks, to the people, to the sunbirds, to the frogs, to the whales, to the mosquitoes, to the fireflies, to her children everywhere.
Then she went to sleep…And the world, in its own way, was perfect. 

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Look, why don’t you just keep Penny Hartz. Or you can hyphenate it.

Penny Hartz-Hitler. Yeah, that’s a winner.

(Source: travalicious)

shout out to my friend for picking the most inappropriate background music for her class project on alzheimer’s disease

“somebody that i used to know”

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90skidandcompany:

GPOY FOREVER