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foxnewsofficial:

cumomelet:

a riddle:

a man is driving his son to school. they get into an accident and the man dies. the son is rushed to the hospital and when he arrives for emergency surgery the doctor says “i cant operate on this boy, he is my son!” 
how is this possible? 

omg one time our english teacher told us this to try and show what a modern thinker he was and we were all like “it’s a woman” and he was like oh wow i thought he was gay i hadn’t thought of that

headphones-in-do-not-disturb:

theorgyorganizer:

fuck education who wants to start a band

your URL makes me suspicious of your intentions with this band.

totheinternetandbeyond:

I went to a catholic elementary school with a really strict dress code and one time in 4th grade I came to school with my shirt untucked 2 days in a row and my teacher asked me if I was having problems at home

findsomethingtofightfor:

elsannafractals:

asksillysisters:

look at elsa’s right hand

that little squeeze and pull

yes elsa, she’s really there

yeah but not only that, notice that Anna smiles because of it. Anna comes back from the fucking dead to feel her sister hold her for the first time in years. she doesn’t scream or cry, she’s not angry. she just smiles because holy shit Elsa is there and Elsa loves her.

 (via counterpunches)

(Source: patoruzita)