brains man, what’s their DEAL
A Milwaukee second-grader recently wrote to Joe Biden with an idea to limit gun violence. “Dear Vice President Biden, I have a great idea to help make our country safer, better and the best,” Myles, a student at Downtown Montessori Academy, proposed. “I think guns should shoot out chocolate bullets. Then no one will get killed and no one will be sad.”
Biden wrote back, endorsing the concept. “I really like your idea,” Biden’s note reads. ”If we had guns that shot chocolate, not only would our country be safer, it would be happier. People love chocolate. You are a good boy.”
Joe Biden: the actual best.
Detail view an oaken casket lid containing a preserved Norse giant’s heart. (5th century)
The inscription on the casket is written in old Norse runes and reads…“Behold! Within this casket lies the heart of the fierce and terrible giant known as Hrungnir, slain this day by Fafrd the Red whose bravery and cunning shall live forever!”
one of the most inspiring female characters ever
last summer i had so many bumblebees landing on my tattoos thinking the flowers were real. it was kind of amazing.
A shot of it in better light. Ugh seriously I should have gotten a tattoo gun years ago this is the most fun thing ever and is I’ll actually be able to make money doing it. Stoked. This was the best present ever, and also Brody is the best ever. Ok.
this is so beautiful
“We had just gotten off tour with Mudhoney, and I decided to stage-dive. I was wearing a dress and I didn’t realize what I was engendering in the audience. It was a huge audience and they were kind of going ape-shit. So I just dove off the stage, and suddenly, it was like my dress was being torn off of me, my underwear was being torn off of me, people were putting their fingers inside of me and grabbing my breasts really hard, screaming things in my ears like “pussy-whore-cunt”. When I got back onstage I was naked. I felt like Karen Finley. But the worst thing of all was that I saw a photograph of it later. Someone took a picture of me right when this was happening, and I had this big smile on my face like I was pretending it wasn’t happening. So later I wrote a song called “Asking For It” based on the whole experience. I can’t compare it to rape because it’s not the same. But in a way it was. I was raped by an audience, figuratively, literally, and yet, was I asking for it?”
This is disgusting. There’s no way this would happen if a male stage dived.
omg look at that fat fish. you are a divine being.
GIVE ME ALL HER OUTFITS PLOX.
it’s simple — i need these skirts.