seriously rolling on the floor laughing
Laughing hysterically, and scaring the cat in the process.
when she says she doesn’t send nudes
when guys objectify women and expect them to send nudes
when someone asks you about your nuclear plans for russia
When Russia sends you nudes
I won a Mac Book Pro with retina display a few months ago, by doing a survey for my college. So its almost brand new.
For my birthday I’m going to get a new iMac, so I wont be needing this laptop anymore.
Because I didn’t buy this , it doesn’t feel right for me to have to sell it , so I decided that I would give it away! :)
Sooooo…. because I have the most wonderful followers ever! I have decided to give this to you guyss <3 Of course , the process needs to be fair so here are the rules
First of all:
WHAT I’M GIVING AWAY:
- A MacBook Pro with retina display
- includes the charger
- also a little case for it (this was from my old laptop so its a little used, and its not the right size for it , so sorry about that— but hey you can always chose not to use it!)
- A mini video of me telling you a super secret message when you open the computer ! yay (haha of course you can always chose to erase this as well.)
- a promo to my followers once a week for a whole month!
- I will ship internationally !!!!!!
- I really really love my followers, and I want it to be fair to them, so I will only be giving away this computer to the people who are following me
- I will only count reblogs, and not likes. The more reblogs the better your chances ! ( you can always like it to bookmark it so you know who the winner is! )
- because this is a pricy thing to give away, I would like for it to have a certain amount of notes before I give it away — 2700 notes is all I ask for. (this includes reblogs and likes )
- no give away blogs!
HOW ITS GOING TO WORK:
- Like I said I want this process to be fair, so I will be choosing one winner with at random with a website such as random.org
- I will message the winner telling them they won the price.
- remember to have you ASK BOX OPEN , because if you win and I can’t message you, I will have to chose another winner
- also, if I don’t get a response back in a week, I will choose someone else.
- dont forget that you have to be FOLLOWING ME to get the price!
THE CONTEST WILL END ON APRIL 17
- I hope you guys appreciate how much I love you all <3 thank you for being the most wonderful followers
- I have done other giveaways which you can check on the link moderlies.tumblr.com/tagged/giveaway and everything always goes smoothly so there is nothing to worry about.
- Thank you again for being amazing!
Top Gear in India
How can you not like top gear?
I watched this the other week and was in literal tears
THESE PARENT BIRDS ARE SO BEAUTIFUL LIKE BIRDY DRAG QUEENS WITH FLAWLESS EYELINER AND THE BABY LOOKS LIKE AN UNFINISHED MUPPET AND I’M DEAD.
These perfectly done up geisha are just so proud of their strange little alien sock puppet.
this picture makes me happy
Every time I see this I think I laugh harder
They really do look so proud
So serious, so dignified as they bask together in the stupid looking lint monster that came out of one of their butts
I love this!
OH MY GOD YOU GUYS
YOU MAY NEVER COMPLAIN ABOUT THIS POST GETTING NOTES AGAIN
The Story of Kyle
One day, when I was a freshman in high school, I saw a kid from my class walking home from school. His name was Kyle. It looked like he was carrying all of his books. I thought to myself, “Why would anyone bring home all his books on a Friday? He must really be a nerd.”
I had quite a weekend planned (parties and a football game with my friends tomorrow afternoon), so I shrugged my shoulders and went on. As I was walking, I saw a bunch of kids running toward him. They ran at him, knocking all his books out of his arms and tripping him so he landed in the dirt. His glasses went flying, and I saw them land in the grass about ten feet from him. He looked up, and I saw this terrible sadness in his eyes.
My heart went out to him. So I jogged over to him, and as he crawled around looking for his glasses, I saw a tear in his eye. As I handed him his glasses, I said, “Those guys are jerks. They really should get lives.” He looked at me and said, “Hey thanks!” There was a big smile on his face. It was one of those smiles that showed real gratitude.
I helped him pick up his books and asked him where he lived. As it turned out, he lived near me, so I asked him why I had never seen him before. He said he had gone to private school before now. I would have never hung out with a private school kid before, but we talked all the way home, and I carried his books.
He turned out to be a pretty cool kid. I asked him if he wanted to play football on Saturday with me and my friends. He said yes.
We hung out all weekend, and the more I got to know Kyle, the more I liked him. And my friends thought the same of him. Monday morning came, and there was Kyle with the huge stack of books again. I stopped him and said, “Boy, you are gonna really build some serious muscles with this pile of books everyday!” He just laughed and handed me half the books.
Over the next four years, Kyle and I became best friends. When we were seniors, we began to think about college. Kyle decided on Georgetown, and I was going to Duke. I knew that we would always be friends, that the miles would never be a problem. He was going to be a doctor, and I was going for business on a football scholarship.
Kyle was valedictorian of our class. I teased him all the time about being a nerd. He had to prepare a speech for graduation. I was so glad it wasn’t me having to get up there and speak.
On graduation day, I saw Kyle. He looked great. He was one of those guys that really found himself during high school. He filled out and actually looked good in glasses. He had more dates than me and all the girls loved him! Boy, sometimes I was jealous. Today was one of those days. I could see that he was nervous about his speech, so I smacked him on the back and said, “Hey, big guy, you’ll be great!” He looked at me with one of those looks (the really grateful one) and smiled. “Thanks,” he said.
As he started his speech, he cleared his throat, and began. “Graduation is a time to thank those who helped you make it through those tough years. Your parents, your teachers, your siblings, maybe a coach — but mostly your friends. I am here to tell all of you that being a friend to someone is the best gift you can give them. I am going to tell you a story.” I just looked at my friend with disbelief as he told the story of the first day we met. He had planned to kill himself over the weekend. He talked of how he had cleaned out his locker so his mom wouldn’t have to do it later and was carrying his stuff home. He looked hard at me and gave me a little smile. “Thankfully, I was saved. My friend saved me from doing the unspeakable.”
I heard the gasp go through the crowd as this handsome, popular boy told us all about his weakest moment. I saw his mom and dad looking at me and smiling that same grateful smile. Not until that moment did I realize its depth.
Never underestimate the power of your actions. With one small gesture, you can change a person’s life.