WHY, IT’S A MOTHERFUCKING INTERROBANG.
Not only does it have a sweet-ass name, but it’s a fucking amazing piece of punctuation.
Does your teacher bitch at you for using a “?” and a “!”? Well then, this is the thing for you! YOU JUST PULL THIS BITCH OUT, AND WIPE THE GRIN OFF THAT MOTHER-FUCKER’S FACE. Watch as their mind is blown that you’re using famous punctuation from the NINETEEN SIXTIES.
True. Fucking. Facts. This glorious character was invented by Martin K. Spekter in 1962. That’s right, even its creator had a bad-ass name.
BUT. ALAS. THIS MIND-BLOWING, ELEPHANT ORGASMING PUNCTUATION NEVER GOT TO BE DECLARED “OFFICIAL”. That’s why it doesn’t show up in all your fancy ass computer fonts.
SO YOU KNOW WHAT I SAY‽ I SAY WE BRING BACK THE INTERROBANG. USE IT WHEN YOU CAN. SPREAD THE WORD. RE-BLOG THIS SHIT.
I have been waiting for this since the day I started writing.
i searched up ‘hurdlers without hurdles’ on google and i dont regret it
these boots are made for walkin
The ol razzle dazzle
Remember back in 5th grade, when everyone vowed not to ever do drugs
Sgt. Thomas McVicar of the Jersey City Police Department shot 22 year old Kwadir Felton, leaving him blind, after Kwadir pulled a gun on him, he claims. Kwadir Felton denied the accusation, stating that he doesn’t even carry guns.
"I don’t understand!" Felton yelled at a police officer before his mother was removed from the courtroom. "You didn’t have to shoot me in the head for no reason! You trying to charge me with something I didn’t do!"
Sign the Change.org petition and get this story out there.
SIGN THE PETITION. Still at least 1,000 signatures needed. SIGNAL BOOST THIS or i will judge you.
OH god I ship this so hard but the relationship would suck because she could only speak and move when he wasn’t looking… But he would trust her enough to turn his back OH GOD THE FEELS SOMEONE FIC THIS
This is adorable.
When he walked into the room, it was too quiet and too dark. Quickly, he pulled out his sonic screw driver and started to turn in a circle in order to scan for any life in the room. As he was spinning, he noticed something out of the corner of his eye.
Something with wings.
Something hiding its face.
The Doctor knew he only had milliseconds before the Weeping Angel would reach him and feed off of his time energy. Wielding his sonic screwdriver, The Doctor spun to face the angel. however, what he saw when he faced the angel almost caused him to blink…almost.
Instead of clawed hands and a snarling face, The Weeping Angel was reaching out towards The Doctor with a longing expression on her stony face. Even though her face was illuminated by the blue light from the sonic screw driver The Doctor recognized her features any where. Leaning in too examine her pained face The Doctor only managed to whisper, “Rose?”
Even though she couldn’t answer with him looking at her, The Doctor knew it was his Rose. She had the same curved lips, the same round face, the same nose that he always touched when she sassed him. “Rose Tyler, what happened to you?”
The Doctor knew that if he wanted an answer, he’d have to close his eyes.
“I’m trusting you, Rose. Please. please still be my Rose.”
Slowly, The Doctor closed his eyes and as soon as he was left in the darkness he felt his chest tighten and a cold hand placed itself on his cheek.
“Doctor,” she spoke as soft as the petal of the flower she was named for, “My Doctor, oh how I’ve missed you so.”
THAT’S NOT WHAT WE WANTED
THAT’S NOT WHAT WE WANTED AT ALL
go sit in the corner and think about what you’ve done.
No, let’s rock this AU
OH MY GOD TOU MADE THAT OFF OF SOMETHING THAT I WROTE
So I cracked three eggs, and every one of them had double yolks. Is that some kind of record?
I found a giant egg in the nest box today so I cracked it open and it had three yolks in it and I’m just so done with chickens right now.
Your chickens are nuts.
I apparently need to buy a lottery ticket because reportedly, the chances of getting one double-yolked egg are 1 in 1,000, and the chances of getting one triple-yolk egg are at 1 in one billion.
I hate it when netflix pauses and asks me if im still watching like yeah you actually think i got up and started doing something with my life bitch put my show back on
only punks can see this reblog if youre a punk
hello! to celebrate reaching a huge follower goal (thank you!), i’ve decided to do a giveaway for my followers, and since i’m going to the harry potter studios in a couple of week’s time i thought that some harry potter-themed prizes from the gift shop would be a good idea!
must be following me
reblog as many times as you want, and you can like to keep track, but likes alone will not count
the deadline to enter is september 22nd, 11.59pm GMT
i’ll ship to to anywhere
there will be one winner, and two runners-up
winners will be selected using a number generator thing like random.org
you will win;
an ‘authentic’ harry potter scarf in the house of your choice
any harry potter wand available in the shop (literally any you want whether it’s harry’s, professor slughorn’s, or even the elder wand!)
the runner-ups will each receive a box of bertie bott’s every flavour beans
Good Luck! ^-^
THANK GOD FOR WHO EVER MADE THIS.
This just became my solution to not caring
Everyone should go follow deansass right now!!
Let me tell you why you should follow Nora:
Reason 1: Awesome blogger
Reason 2: Great sense of humor
Reason 3: She makes awesome gifs and things
Reason 4: She’s sassy like Sam Winchester
There’s this girl at my school and she’s really nice and I remember sometime last year at one point she would carry a clicker around and click it everytime she had a happy thought/something good happened/she laughed etc.
It was always kind of cute how you’d just hear the little click every once in a while throughout class it always made me smile knowing that it was bc something made her feel happy idk
she was training herself to be happy oh my god
how do you giggle in french
honhonhon oui oui baguette