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mostly things i loathe.

I love to hate things almost as much (more) than I love to love things.

We’re all borrowing.

—My Grandfather (On Life and Death)

(Source: camijoi)

fuckyeahtattoos:

I am a huge LOST fan / nerd . This is part of an entire sleeve i am dedicating to the show. YES it is real . YES it hurt like shit . This was done by Shauncey Fury @ Ocala Tattoos in Ocala Florida .

fuckyeahtattoos:

I am a huge LOST fan / nerd . This is part of an entire sleeve i am dedicating to the show. YES it is real . YES it hurt like shit . This was done by Shauncey Fury @ Ocala Tattoos in Ocala Florida .

Luckily, I’m actually a man, so this doesn’t apply to me.  But ladies, get your shit ready to be offended, especially if you like to knit and/or eat sugary treats.  YA SHIT’S SOFT and you are not worthy of living.

Buhhhhh, everything hated forever.  The end.  Forever.  Now I am dead.

But hopefully it was just written to get a rise out of people. 

fuckyeahtattoos:

kurt vonnegut portrait by speck osterhout (ME!)  at mastermind ink, chicago   follow me!  www.catsgethigh.tumblr.com



GET NEAR ME. GET NEAR ME NOW.

fuckyeahtattoos:

kurt vonnegut portrait by speck osterhout (ME!)  at mastermind ink, chicago   follow me!  www.catsgethigh.tumblr.com

GET NEAR ME. GET NEAR ME NOW.

Delightful indie rock brought to you by yours truly and the boys of Rockets on Wire (for freeeeee).  Eat it up.

hahahahahahhaa, oh god no.  everything inappropriate jokes for all time.

fuckyeahtattoos:

The opening lines of one of my favorite books ‘American Psycho’
Done by Al at Jinx Proof Tattoos in Geelong, Victoria
http://thisisnotanexit-.tumblr.com/

hahahahahahhaa, oh god no.  everything inappropriate jokes for all time.

fuckyeahtattoos:

The opening lines of one of my favorite books ‘American Psycho’

Done by Al at Jinx Proof Tattoos in Geelong, Victoria

http://thisisnotanexit-.tumblr.com/

I was trying to find lyrics for this song written for the 1976 London Gay Pride Parade while I was at work today, and those are the reasons the DOE blocks the website I needed.  Are you fucking kidding me.

I was trying to find lyrics for this song written for the 1976 London Gay Pride Parade while I was at work today, and those are the reasons the DOE blocks the website I needed.  Are you fucking kidding me.

mijatovic:
I’m not sure if I totally agree with the logic, but I still love the interview.libertarians:

 
Interviewer: Black history month you find…
Morgan Freeman: Ridiculous.
Interviewer: Why?
Morgan Freeman: You’re going to relegate my history to a month?
Interviewer: Oh, come on.
Morgan Freeman: What do you do with yours? Which month is white history month?
Interviewer: (pause) Well, I’m Jewish.
Morgan Freeman: Okay. Which month is jewish history month?
Interviewer: There isn’t one.
Morgan Freeman: Oh, oh. Why not? Do you want one?
Interviewer: No.
Morgan Freeman: Right. I don’t either. I don’t want a black history month. Black history is American history.
Interviewer: How are we going to get rid of racism?
Morgan Freeman: Stop talking about it.


I do agree with the logic.  I fucking love you Morgan Freeman.  You are the shit.

mijatovic:

I’m not sure if I totally agree with the logic, but I still love the interview.

libertarians:

Interviewer: Black history month you find…

Morgan Freeman: Ridiculous.

Interviewer: Why?

Morgan Freeman: You’re going to relegate my history to a month?

Interviewer: Oh, come on.

Morgan Freeman: What do you do with yours? Which month is white history month?

Interviewer: (pause) Well, I’m Jewish.

Morgan Freeman: Okay. Which month is jewish history month?

Interviewer: There isn’t one.

Morgan Freeman: Oh, oh. Why not? Do you want one?

Interviewer: No.

Morgan Freeman: Right. I don’t either. I don’t want a black history month. Black history is American history.

Interviewer: How are we going to get rid of racism?

Morgan Freeman: Stop talking about it.

I do agree with the logic.  I fucking love you Morgan Freeman.  You are the shit.

hating on harmonies.

“Harmonize” and/or “Harmonizing”

Let’s talk about it.

Don’t come near me and tell me that you’re good at harmonizing.  Don’t come near me and tell me that you can harmonize really well with other people.  Don’t come near me and tell me that you want me to teach you how to harmonize.

I don’t know what it is about this word, but when I hear it I want to run screaming through the streets lighting random houses and cars on fire.  It makes me want to punch random baby deer in the face (whatever, @theveganvirgin, tell PETA all about it.)  Rahh, I’m getting angry just thinking about.

OKAY so.  Unless you’re into endangering the lives of innocent little animals, keep it to yourself, babies.

oh, hello old friend.

DO NOT:

Hang balls… and by balls, I mean testicles, from the trailer-hitch-guy of your truck and/or SUV and/or ANYTHING.  It looks disgusting and makes me want to punch you in yours twice… one for each ball.

Later I am going to write an entry about how much I can’t stand the word “HARMONIZE.”  I’m not even going to think about it now, for I will burst at the seams with hatred. 

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