squeakthefangirl

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CLADISTICS ruined my life

of course you have blood all over you. and pronouns

Psych is the perfect example of how the Homestuck relationship quadrants play out irl

Shawn and Gus are moirails. Like, perfect definition.

Shawn and Jules are matesprits. (Duh)

Shawn and Lassie are kismessitudes. With Gus, Jules, and even arguably Chief Vick stepping in as auspistices as needed.

I could write an essay on this, as both a Homestuck and Psych autistic. Argue with the wall, you know I’m right and y’all have just been too afraid to say it

what are you doing if I break into your house and wake you up in the dead of night and i pull out a shot glass and flask of NyQuil and say to your health and down one (1) shot of it and then pass tf out on the end of your bed like some demented cat

what then huh?

*releases pack of dads into home depot* go……be free

I think about this at least once a week

Reblog to open a rail line from your blog to the person you reblogged this from

caesars assassination but with empty cardboard tubes

*deletes angry paragraph*

I am SICK and TIRED of seeing so much hate towards Al! Al hasn't done ANYTHING to hurt ANYONE! Al is harmless!

But I can already hear the Al haters out there!

"Al isn't original!" No shit, Sherlock! That's what we love the most about Al.

"People aren't supposed to look like that!" That sounds like a problem between you and God, and frankly, plenty of people like the way Al looks.

"Al is just too WEIRD!" Have you ever thought that you might be to NORMAL to actually appreciate Al?

I think you all need to apologize to Al right now!

APOLOGIZE TO HIM

APOLOGIZE TO WEIRD AL RIGHT NOW!

I don’t promote violence but I think if an art teacher writes or draws on your piece or tears it up you should be allowed to shoot them in cold blood.

Me and who

Romance

google siting ao3 as a source is so unhinged

You brought a cheese knife to the knife fight, which isn’t technically wrong, but is definitely an odd choice

I made this, please feel free to use

Dear guy who just made my burrito:

Have you ever been to earth?

On earth, we use the word “burrito” to describe a tortilla filled with things you eat. Pretty simple stuff, and I’m surprised you at least got that part right. My burrito was, in fact, filled with food. In this, you and I agree and are friends. But this is also where my lifelong hatred begins for you and anyone else whose brain has been repeatedly scrubbed with the same mixture of bleach and Pop Rocks as yours has. Because that should have killed you, but left you around long enough to do what you did to me today. Let me explain:

You’re an idiot.

Let me further explain:

Burritos are eaten from one end to the other. So that means when you assemble a burrito with motherfucking ZONES of ingredients going that direction, you create a disgusting experience for the burrito’s end user. When you make a burrito, you should put the ingredients in layers lengthwise. That way, every bite has AT LEAST A FUCKING CHANCE of getting at least two types of ingredients, and there is little chance of becoming almost hopelessly trapped in a goddamned cilantro cavern.

Have you ever eaten one of the things you make all fucking day? You should try one. They are pretty good WHEN YOU ARE NOT WILLING YOURSELF THROUGH THE FUCKING EMPIRE OF SOUR CREAM ONLY TO END UP IN LETTUCE COUNTRY.

When you eat a burrito, you don’t stand it up and bite down on it lengthwise like a fucking Rancor. Humans cannot usually dislocate their jaws, and I’m not a fucking pelican. But you must think that’s how it’s done, since that would be THE ONLY FUCKING WAY to take a bite of your crapstrosity and have it taste like a burrito and not a multi-stage rocket to the planet Fucking Disgustingupiter.

And guess what else, player? You probably can’t guess anything, because I’m pretty sure you’re just a mop with a hat on it that fell over and spilled some shit into a tortilla, but just in case, here’s what:

Humans also don’t eat burritos like fucking corn on the cob. Like a fucking typewriter from one end to the other a little at a time and then DING next line. But today I wish I had tried that. Because at least THEN I would be able to eat some rice, then beans, then be all like HEY BEANS I’LL BE RIGHT BACK JUST GOING OVER HERE TO THE GUACAMOLE FOR A SECOND.

Nope.

My experience was more like HEY BEANS IT’S JUST GOING TO BE YOU AND I FOR A MINUTE UNTIL I CAN FUCKING EXCAVATE THE RICE FROM BENEATH YOU BUT BY THEN YOU WILL BE A FADING MEMORY OH HEY I WAS WRONG I’M IN THE FUCKING CHEESEOSPHERE NOW RICE MUST BE NEXT I HOPE IT’S NOT ANOTHER FUCKING SALSA POCKET.

You built this thing life a fucking pack of LifeSavers.

And don’t even fucking think I’m about to open this shit up and re-engineer this nonsense. I ALREADY PUT A HOLE IN IT WITH MY FUCKING MOUTH. YEAH. THAT’S HOW I DISCOVERED YOU FUCKING SUCK AT LOOKING AT THINGS. I AM NOT GOING TO DO FUCKING TORTILLA ORIGAMI TO GET THIS SHIT BACK TOGETHER.

In conclusion:

You’re the worst thing that has ever happened to the universe, you owe everyone everywhere an apology for this burritobomination, and I hope your babies look like monkeys.

Asthmatic: I can’t breathe.

Doctor: We have medicine!

Asthmatic: Okay great, give it-

Doctor: You just have to hold your breath!

Asthmatic: But I can’t breathe-

Doctor: Hold your breath!

Asthmatic:

Doctor:

Asthmatic:

Doctor:

Asthmatic: *dies*

"Oh being a writer must be so cool and artistic"

No being a writer is frantically googling shit like this at 1 am on a work night

Every single odd number has an “e” in it.

If you leave your Christmas lights up year round, it’s all “oh they’re so festive” or “oh they’re just lazy”.

But I leave even one (1) skeleton in my front b yard longer than a day after Halloween and suddenly it’s all, “oh they’re crazy” and “where’d they even get that skeleton anyway why does it look so real?”

I wonder why... 😇

Not only are there stupid questions, but they will cost you.