Cats do not like fruits

this is my favorite gif set.

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Kacy Catanzaro: the first woman in history to qualify for Mt. Midoriyama.

I just need everyone to watch this video [x]. She’s a 5 foot, 100 lb gymnast and she beasts through this insanely difficult, heavily upper body focused course like it was her morning jog. The camera keeps cutting to these massive, musclebound men in the audience with their mouths hanging open. 

http://www.dailymotion.com/video/x21hgrx_kacy-catanzaro-american-ninja-warrior-dallas-finals_sport For those of us live in Canada and can’t watch the video.

The thing that sucks is that she just didn’t have the wingspan to make it through the next round.

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Literal burn

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So, my friends and I used to take selfies at h&m? 


So, my friends and I used to take selfies at h&m?


Last night, we went to bed around 10:30, and for once in my life, I fell asleep pretty quickly.

At precisely 3:40am, I awoke to what sounded like Lucy scrambling to get up (as she sometimes does when she’s startled or has an itch) and sat up to see what she was doing. But she wasn’t on her bed.

And she wasn’t next to ours.

Or over by the dresser.

Or the closet.

So I got up an opened the bedroom door and there she sat, looking at me like

"WTF Ma?!"

before walking to her nice soft bed and curling up.

We never even check to see if she’s in there before we shut the door - she just always is. Who knows what the hell she was doing, but I felt awful. She’s a nervous dog and really prefers to be near us. I’m surprised she didn’t whine at the door to be let in.

This isn’t the first time this has happened. Last time, I didn’t realize she was out there until like 7 am.



This is by far the stupidest thing I have ever made.

if by stupidest you mean best


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Sometimes husbands are buttheads.



If you are a college student and thinking about taking your due-in-an-hour paper to your school’s writing center for tutoring, here’s a tip from your friendly neighborhood writing center tutor: DON’T.

just reading this gives me anxiety. how can they do that?!

The literal worst thing that could happen to a writing tutor.

Ugh. I still have nightmares.