[x] Feminist Makeup Tutorial (Parody)
THERES GIFS O F ME I’M YELLING ???????
(Source: jasongrace)
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You go girls.
They are my heroines :) love you all
this is still the best story ever told at a talk show
And this is how it’s done. **drops mic**
here is a thing
i like this girl
i like you too
I move to elect Yawnty the Queen of the Internet
queen is too gender specific and i want to lord over all the land in an omnipotent omniscient omnipresent way
Glorious Monarch works
and we are TOTES goin the enlightened despot route hahaaaaa sry suckers here have a school for girls or something
person
YOU ARE GREAT ok
THANK U u are also great ;_;
If I did not already love you, I would now just for that response.
(Source: amypoehler)
Attention assholes: don’t sexually harass a girl when she can easily find you on Facebook and send your mom proof of your perpetuation of rape culture.
Moral of the day? Don’t mess with me.
If only reporting assholes was always this easy!
I know Golden Army was slaughtered by The Dark Knight, but we need a sequel before Perlman turns 80.
(Source: kybil)
(Source: ravagers)
Lonely Island and Weird Al for GQ
I never knew I needed this until now. My life is complete.
I’ve forgotten all the words to the original version but I just confirmed that I do indeed remember all the words to “Amish Paradise.”
When I was a wee girl growing up in Lancaster County, PA “Amish Paradise” came out and was a monster hit locally, as you would expect. The song was so popular that the local radio station would play it every half an hour. Once the backlash started, the local “wacky” evening dj went legitimately crazy and locked himself in the booth and played “Amish Paradise” on air for at least 6 hours. Even the local cop who would do the traffic updates on the morning show called in and tried to talk him down. I went to bed and the song was on repeat, and when I woke up the next morning the dj was in jail. That’s my Amish Paradise story, enjoy.
But that bird’s hair
that Amish Paradise story is my favorite story ever probably
a friend came round to help me revise and forgot to log out of her facebook on my laptop so I’ve spent the last 20 minutes devoting her facebook to trains.
I’ve also got the middle name “ILikeTrains” pending and have joined 50 “I love trains” groups.
UPDATE:
TODAY BETH RECEIVED THIS LETTER FROM A TRAINSPOTTING ORGANISATION. THIS FRAPE IS THE MOST SUCCESSFUL THING I’VE DONE IN MY ENTIRE LIFE.
This validates all of the FB hacking I’ve ever done. Thank you!
So, I paint my nails pretty regularly these days. I also work as a barista/cashier pretty regularly these days. A few weeks back, I had a customer come in, a fairly typical, sheltered, suburban soccer mom, and she ordered a latte from me. She saw my brightly colored nails and said, “Wow, you’re so brave! My son asked me about painting his nails, and if it’s okay for boys to do that. Now I’ll tell him there’s a cool guy who does it too!” It was a nice moment, very cute.
Then, last week, she came in again, and said, “Hey, I’m so glad you’re here! I want you to meet someone!” She then brings her son forward, and says, “Okay sweetie, show him what you did!” And he throws his hands up, showing off his bright, sparkling blue nails. He shows them off, and I show mine off to him. He smiles. We fist bump.
Guys, I’ve only wanted to cry once at work before, and that was when someone ordered a large dry soy cappuccino on ice.
This time, though. This was a good cry.
