Scottish Ramblings

gates-daily:

leslieknope:

shoutout to the best onion article of all time


Love it!

gates-daily:

leslieknope:

shoutout to the best onion article of all time

Love it!

nerderyandlifery:

rcmclachlan:

radiationdude:

NO. NO. I AM TWENTY-SEVEN YEARS OLD AND I AM CRYING BECAUSE I CAN STILL HEAR THE EXACT WAY SHADOW SAYS “PETER” AS HE COMES OUT OF THE FUCKING WOODS DON’T LOOK AT MEEEE

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I CAN STILL HEAR THE WAY SHADOW SAYS “PETER” OH MY GOD I’M CRYING AND I MADE MY HUSBAND LOOK AT THE GIFSET AND NOW HE’S CRYING AND WE’RE ALL CRYING SHUT UP I HATE YOU I NEED A HUG

One of the best movie moments ever

(Source: jordichins, via tashaabasha)

You might have got the impression that there is a little bit more to Aunt Petunia than meets the eye, and you will find out what it is. She is not a squib, although that is a very good guess. Oh, I am giving a lot away here. I am being shockingly indiscreet." - J.K. Rowling.

If the reveal had been that Petunia was a witch ~ Several years after the war, Harry tracks his aunt down to confront her with what he witnessed in the pensieve.

(Source: sulietsexual, via admiralpulaski)

gatesmcfaddens:

Mr. & Mrs. No Personal Space

(via sdkissel)

What’s in a name? That which we call a chicken by any other name would taste as smart.

geek-selforum:

Maybe I’m totally late to this party but guess what I just learned!

The word “galina” in Latin means “chicken”. Reznikov is a derivative of the surname Reznik, which means “butcher”. Red’s full name literally means “chicken butcher”.

Jenji Kohan totally pulled another JK…a Rowling.

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AMAZING!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Supposed to be - (for vice-admiral-janeway)

oparu:

Three pulled herself up on the edge of the bed, smiling that ‘I’ve conquered the galaxy’ smile that was so much like Kathryn’s.

Setting down the PADD she’d been trying to read, Beverly rubbed her eyes. She only managed one paragraph at a time, and her head hurt, so it had been the same paragraph for the last five minutes.

"Where did you go?" Kathryn’s voice carried from the other room.

Beverly returned her daughter’s smile. “You’re not supposed to be in here,” she whispered.

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My Shit Poetry

Warm water on my face

That waters source a scary place

Be night or day it won’t stay away

A constant workforce rejoicing in play

In company an invisible force

No one see’s the waters source

A once glorious beating army cannot now mount a defense

Course walls be mounted, and easily breached

‘Not again’, does my white flag beseech