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the-mighty-birdy:

officialfist:

saycarramrod999:

celticpyro:

owlygem:

emkaniff:

ryuraven:

owlygem:

duhlaur:

owlygem:

Don’t ship real people. They’re not characters, they’re not your public property no matter how famous. They are REAL HUMAN BEINGS. Don’t be a creep.

uhh you can still ship real people

Nah.

Creep.

I literally can’t get myself to ship characters from live actions, because even though they’re characters, they’re played by real people and I can’t go there.

y’all need to take it down a notch if a famous person who makes millions of dollars a year is big upset about people drawing them givin their costar road head they can hire a therapist and complain about that to them

wow 8D

Okay fine @emkaniff please imagine someone drawing you giving your coworkers head and posting it all over the Internet then talk to me about whether calling a therapist is your biggest problem with it.

It costs $0 to respect a human being and not treat them like a living cartoon character.

Some people deserve it though

No they dont. Don’t be creepy.

Tips for irl ships

1. Stop

2. Fucking don’t

We don’t have horses where I live but everyone owns a John Deere tractor. Does that count? Would that be like mechanized cavalry?

mikestillneedsadrink:

grumpyridesthekaliyuga:

ariaofdoom:

dadpat-tactual:

grumpyridesthekaliyuga:

dadpat-tactual:

grumpyridesthekaliyuga-deactiva:

Find a really savage mandolin player and yes

I will learn the mandolin JUST so I can sit atop a combine leading a charge of a herd John Deere cavalry like this

Do it for the true Balkanized America we all want

Chilling atop playing dueling banjos like that looking like

You could do some damage in a combine with a corn head.

Militant Ruralism is the best aesthetic.

When you tell Seamus to get the fertilizer, but that just means walking to the barn.

beatlesweatles:

sneakyfeets:

sneakyfeets:

my wife’s so cute because we both love animals so much but her way is very pure and genuine whereas my family is:

me, holding up my cat: stinky

wife: no!! don’t be mean!!!

me, swaying him back and forth in the air: stinky bastard man

wife: No!!!!!!!!

my mother, not looking up from chopping veggies: naughty boy. brat cat

wife, distraught: NOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

In case anyone doubted the validity of my claims: 

The wife:

The mom: