intrepid-moose:

itwashotwestayedinthewater:

itwashotwestayedinthewater:

itwashotwestayedinthewater:

fact: today is the 94th anniversary of the Boston Molasses Disaster

fact: today is the 98th anniversary of the Boston Molasses Disaster

fact: today is the 99th anniversary of the Boston Molasses Disaster

HAPPY CENTENNIAL, BOSTON MOLASSES DISASTER.

girl-in-the-hitops:

thatrandomwing:

girl-in-the-hitops:

striders:

Hey is the build a bear employee supposed to force us to jump up and down or are we getting hazed

as a build-a-bear employee it is my honor to happily inform you that we get to make everyone do whatever the fuck we want during a heart ceremony. jump to get that heart beating. rub that heart to your knees so your furry friend always needs you. rub it to your toes so it’s totally awesome! shake it up so it’s got enough energy to hang out with you all day! close your eyes, make a wish, and give it a kiss you helpless motherfucker

Why the fuck is build a bear so fuckin intense?!! First the dude firing the kid now this? What the hell I am concerned!

neutroisenjolras:

if you ever try to befriend me and you expect to be in frequent contact with me i am so sorry. i do that with maybe two people and even then i often go days or weeks without saying anything before talking daily for a while. 

the point is if we dont talk that doesnt mean i dont like u and think about u a lot im just terrible at maintaining close relationships

purpleskiesandcherrypies:

southernsideofme:

Why slam the door once when you can do it three fucking times?

oh my god i’m cleaning out my desk and i found my first phone

razerathane:

kineticpenguin:

propitlikeithot:

notevensneaky:

teaboot:

scotchtapeofficial:

princess-peridot:

scotchtapeofficial:

it was a fucking house phone that i was so stoked to have because it was mine that i kept in my own room and i cannot believe technology has progressed at the speed of FUCKING light to the point where this is a hilarious artifact to have had in like 6th grade and now theres kindergarteners with iphones

How did you know if you dialed the right number

each button made a different tone so the numbers you dialed a lot became a subconscious melody in your head and if you hit the wrong button by accident it would sound like a wrong note in a song you know by heart

i can’t beleive that is a legitimate question in my lifetime

Other acceptable answer: the wrong person answers on the other end.

Another acceptable answer: the robot lady comes on the phone and tells you number doesn’t exist.

I’m not even fucking 30 yet why