Alas, poor Yorick! I knew him, Horatio, a fellow of infinite jest, of most excellent fancy: he hath borne me on his back a thousand times; and now, he fights in the skeleton war.

Hamlet, probably (via eighttwotwopointthreethree)

thilk:

doomed timeline thats only doomed because kanaya tried to apply lipstick but accidentally chainsawed her own head off

bombing:

honey i slam dunked the kids

trendingrn:

8bit-anarchy:

roundworms:

how do i politely ask him to slam me against a wall and make out with me

COME ON AND SLAM AND WELCOME TO THE JAM

ladragonaria:

Any salad can be a Caesar salad if you stab it enough

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