I, ____, take you, ____, to be my lawfully wedded hunty, to slay and to drag, from this day forward, for snatched, for filth, in slayage and in reading, until this gig do us part

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So I dyed my cats pink with leftover beet water. No regrets! <3 :D I had to wash them because of some oil spill they had gotten into, and chose to use the beet water, which is perfectly safe. I had no idea it would really make them this pink. 

oh my goodness



this is the teacher from the incredibles

Lafawnduh will get a brutha hip



what the hell’s a laker






okay so the other day i was walking downtown with my friend and a guy came up and asked for 50 cents to get a bus ticket. I said sure and started looking through my bag for my wallet and he just kept asking even though i had said yes, bartering with something in his hand.  

"i just need 50 cents. for a ticket. just 50 cents for a tic-here. i’ll sell you this for it. its my good luck charm. i’ll sell it to you for fifty cents!"
"dude its fine i got you covered you don’t gotta do that"
"no, I want to. im selling this to you. its lucky."
"im just trying to find quarters man no biggie!"
"i am selling you this. i want you to have it. it means a lot to me"

the second i handed him the quarters he pressed this into my hand and walked away very quickly, calling over his shoulder how it was mine now and how important it was. it’s solid metal and weighs at least five fucking pounds.
im about 100% certain it’s fucking cursed and he could only get rid of it by selling it so if i vanish out of nowhere that would be why.

aria getting cursed ass fuckin satan relics and youve only been in portland for like a month slow down.

shit i swear i didn’t make up for notes cause if i did id make it sound less bogus part ii: electric boogaloo

the day after this happened, the friend i’d been out with, ganon, was at a bus stop when he was approached by a man with a wooden staff, a metal staff, two pairs of sunglasses, and no shoes. he asked if he was real or another hologram, and if he could touch him to be sure. once satisfied, the man talked about how he was a time traveller, chatting about regan and referring to cars as buffalo.
before he took his leave, he tried to sell ganon this broken wooden flute before giving up and just giving it to him. it smells like incense on the inside?
also, we tried to make a staff or wand or something out of the two but i think it just looks silly.

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[writes paper] this doesnt make any sense [prints it] [doesn’t proofread] [hands it in for a grade]

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