Tag: omfg

imagine if marx wrote the way donald trump speaks

xpropriate:

Look, We can bring class struggle back. That I will tell you. We’re bringing it back. Okay? And I understand what you’re saying. And I get that from so many people. ‘Is class struggle dead?’ They are asking me the question, ‘Is class struggle dead?’ And the proletariat is in trouble. That I can tell you. Okay? It’s in trouble. But we’re going to bring class struggle back.

sashayed:

And in time it came to pass that Leonardo DiCaprio, who was already a millionaire, won his meaningless bobblehead for playing pretend in some snow. And the LORD spake then unto the people, saying: “Lo, I have granted thy prayers: be content therefore, and obey the LORD thy God, and make no more memes.” But the people were foolish and sinful, having made idols of the Meme, and heeded not the voice of the LORD: and the new memes were plentiful and did multiply. And the LORD spake unto them again, saying “Please, stop: this hath not been funny since like 2013, if then.” But the people ignored him, for they were on their phones, tweeting #FINALLY LOL 😂😂😂😂. And the LORD regretted then that he had made man: and wise men likewise regretted that they had been made.

nop0stacabron:

avoidfilledwithcelluloid:

i was researching like, the weed equalivant in the star wars universe and found a fan forum where someone was like “wasn’t han like….smuggling drugs right before he picked up obi wan and luke?? and that’s why he owes jabba money?” which like han as a drug smuggler is so serious BUT i can’t stop thinking abt han solo being like somebody’s weed man just some weird ass dude in a vest and his giant wookie friend pull up in their ship that they r hot boxing and throw u a fucking bag o’ space weed and are like “seven credits” but then u open the bag and its actually just space oregano

halloweengoblinqueen:

trying to kinkshame me is futile. like oh, great, you sure shamed the hell out of me–never getting off to THAT again. u just got like 39489348348 more kinks to shame now until i have nothing but pure, unproblematic vanilla fantasies. It’s like some sort of dark fetish hydra where every head you destroy just spawns ten new kinks, each viler than the last. Give it up, buddy, you can’t fucking win against such a bottomless well of perversion, I’m gross and unstoppable.