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writer-of-wrongs:

Today my history professor, a rumpled, pot-bellied guy in his mid thirties, walked into class looking all excited, which made the rest of us nervous, because he’s known for pop quizzes. He took a deep breath and said, “I have been waiting for this moment my entire teaching career. So please, pull out your textbooks and…” in a British accent, glowering at us all ferociously, “TURN TO PAGE THREE HUNDRED AND NINETY FOUR.”

We. All. DIED.


I AM COMPLETELY SERIOUS.

earthnation:

im going to find a way to delete every picture of me that has ever existed except for this one and then im going to fake my own death in a really shocking way so that it makes national news and then media outlets will have no pictures of me besides this one to use causing this picture to be on televisions and newspapers across the nation

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