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The Grinch: All right, you’re a reindeer. Here’s your motivation: Your name is Rudolph, you’re a freak with a red nose, and no one likes you. Then, one day, Santa picks you and you save Christmas. No, forget that part. We’ll improvise… just keep it kind of loosey-goosey. You HATE Christmas! You’re gonna steal it. Saving Christmas is a lousy ending, way too commercial. ACTION!
[Max knocks the red nose off]
The Grinch: BRILLIANT! You reject your own nose because it represents the glitter of commercialism. Why didn’t I think of that? Cut, print, check the gate, moving on.

fuckyeahfirstlines:

Every Who down in Whoville liked Christmas a lot, but the Grinch, who lived just north of Whoville - did not. The Grinch hated Christmas - the whole Christmas season. Now, please don’t ask why; no one quite knows the reason. It could be, perhaps, that his shoes were too tight. Or it could be that his head wasn’t screwed on just right. But I think that the most likely reason of all may have been that his heart was two sizes too small.

~ Dr. Seuss, How the Grinch Stole Christmas

beneathmybones:

imlouise:

stopnicole:

nicole-marie:

dederants:

bestillmysoul:

hippiemah:

forevermyfavourite:

All women are beautiful.

I am a 14. :/

I’m a little under a size 12, lol. Is it just me or does the size 16 look really tiny? Like, her thighs are big but besides that she just looks really small to me.

i’m a 14 too, holllla.

She has a flat stomach. If they would have picked girls without flat stomachs then you could tell better.

I’m about a size 8, but I’m also 15.

followandreblog:

pikabusta:lexxuh:ilaughwiththesinners:tarachan:(via jeorgina)

Uyy land before time! :))

Kevin Jan Bustamante, this was a pivotal part of your childhood!!! LET’S MARATHON ONE TIME!!!

best thing ever! my boyfriend still calls me little foot. =3

It said to post a photo of something I’m thankful for, so I posted Jack and Rose from Titanic because I am thankful for the boy who loves me with everything he has. I am thankful that my family loves me no matter what I do. I’m thankful for my friends who have stuck with me and stayed loyal, honest, and loving through the good and the bad. Love is the one thing I truly believe in, and my life is full of it. I am so thankful for that.

youmaybeoffended:

batwithbutterflywings:

erospainter:

Cocktail countdown to Halloween-Bloody Brain Shooters

Channel your inner mad scientist with this Bloody Brain Shooter. Add chilled vodka and lime juice to a shot glass, then use a straw to drip Irish cream into the glass. The acidic lime juice will cause the Irish cream to curdle, creating realistic strands of “brain.”

Ingredients:

1 1/4 oz. strawberry vodka such as Stoli
1/8 oz. Rose’s lime juice
3/4 oz. Bailey’s Irish Cream
Splash of grenadine

Preparation:

Chill vodka for better smoothness. Add vodka and lime juice to a shaker, shake and strain into a shot glass. Using a straw, dip some Bailey’s Irish Cream into the shot. Once you submerge the straw into the Bailey’s put your finger on top of the straw to hold the Bailey’s in the straw. Dip the straw tip into the vodka and slowly release your top finger. The Bailey’s will curdle a little bit due to the lime juice and you should be able to make strands of Bailey’s.

Repeat the straw/Bailey’s process to build a “brain” in the shot glass. Add a splash of grenadine to the concoction to add the ‘blood’ to the mix. Down the hatch as a shot.

Recipe courtesy Dan Goss, Downtown Grill and Brewery, Knoxville, Tenn.

I don’t drink, but this looks pretty fucking cool.

youmaybeoffended:

batwithbutterflywings:

erospainter:

Cocktail countdown to Halloween-Bloody Brain Shooters

Channel your inner mad scientist with this Bloody Brain Shooter. Add chilled vodka and lime juice to a shot glass, then use a straw to drip Irish cream into the glass. The acidic lime juice will cause the Irish cream to curdle, creating realistic strands of “brain.”

Ingredients:

1 1/4 oz. strawberry vodka such as Stoli
1/8 oz. Rose’s lime juice
3/4 oz. Bailey’s Irish Cream
Splash of grenadine

Preparation:

Chill vodka for better smoothness. Add vodka and lime juice to a shaker, shake and strain into a shot glass. Using a straw, dip some Bailey’s Irish Cream into the shot. Once you submerge the straw into the Bailey’s put your finger on top of the straw to hold the Bailey’s in the straw. Dip the straw tip into the vodka and slowly release your top finger. The Bailey’s will curdle a little bit due to the lime juice and you should be able to make strands of Bailey’s.

Repeat the straw/Bailey’s process to build a “brain” in the shot glass. Add a splash of grenadine to the concoction to add the ‘blood’ to the mix. Down the hatch as a shot.

Recipe courtesy Dan Goss, Downtown Grill and Brewery, Knoxville, Tenn.

I don’t drink, but this looks pretty fucking cool.

http://crysa.deviantart.com/art/Create-A-Character-Female-V-134120923

I made one. This is me. =P

101mg:

paperdolls:

dirtyhumans:

Make-up sex. Break-up sex. To help you sleep. It’s raining outside. It’s half-time. Defy your parents and keep them awake (for a change). Curiosity. Create a topic of conversation for Monday morning. Your friend told you about a new position. Exercise. Birthday sex. There’s nothing good on television. Spread infection/disease. Too much alcohol. Test what you’ve been told by your health teacher. Try out a hotel bed. Prom night sex. Flaunt new lingerie. Anniversary sex. Join the mile high club. Prove your sexuality. Reproduce. Practice. Stress release. Win a bet/competition. Trapped in a room full of purple (the supposed colour of sexual tension). Forgot to buy a birthday present. You’ve had a sexual song in your head all day. You got advised not to. Prostitution. One too many oysters. Defy religion. You were sure you wouldn’t get caught. Maintain your reputation. Ruin your reputation. Celebrating the joy of life after a near-death experience. Exploration. Career as a porn star. Good luck charm. You were pressured. Rape. You’ve always wondered if your partner has a hidden tattoo. Brownie points. Bored on the long weekend. Avoid study. Avoid cleaning. Keeping up with the neighbours. To cheer someone up. Pity. Christen the new bed. Experience. Start a rumour. Get pregnant for money. You enjoy abortion clinics. They’re from another country and you’re yet to fuck somebody of that nationality. Parents are out of town. Call or text the wrong person, but they’re into it anyway. Wingman. Rebound. Revenge. Expiry date on the condoms is getting close. To change the subject. Love.

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Love How I met your mother.

beneathmybones:hollykrieger:walkingdowntown:

dwayne: you know what? fuck beauty contests. life is one fucking beauty contest after another. you know, school, then college, then work, fuck that. and fuck the air force academy. if i wanna fly, i’ll find a way to fly. you do what you love, and fuck the rest.
frank: i’m glad you’re talking again, dwayne. you’re not nearly as stupid as you look.

spendingtimewithyou:

Oh, Alaska.

Looking For Alaska.

 Best book I have ever read.

oldfilmsflicker:

catherinehepburn:

oldfilmsflicker:

catherinehepburn:

oldfilmsflicker:

:(

You say it like it’s actually going to happen!

it was horrific!

I can only imagine! (I don’t really want to, though!) >.<

I just had a flashback of 28 Days/Weeks Later… eep!

i blame watching the original night of the living dead last night!

 I would deffinetly survive!

sixofsire:booklover:bookshelfporn:fivefootnothing:areminder:laurandlime:

EL ATENEO: A theatre turned into a library. Gorgeous right?