In Search of the Happiness Max
This response to an obnoxious comment on Manfeels Park is simply sublime.

This response to an obnoxious comment on Manfeels Park is simply sublime.

I laughed loud enough at this to disturb the neighbours.

I laughed loud enough at this to disturb the neighbours.

Guys, this is disturbingly reminiscent of my flying dreams.
I mean, they never involve brooms, but it literally involves leaping into the air and then flapping my arms and frantically pumping my legs like I’m actually running on something. Often this is something that everyone can do if they flap hard enough, it’s just that I’ve only just discovered it and no one else knows.
So, anyway, I identify strongly with how much work this looks like (and probably was to make, too).

Guys, this is disturbingly reminiscent of my flying dreams.

I mean, they never involve brooms, but it literally involves leaping into the air and then flapping my arms and frantically pumping my legs like I’m actually running on something. Often this is something that everyone can do if they flap hard enough, it’s just that I’ve only just discovered it and no one else knows.

So, anyway, I identify strongly with how much work this looks like (and probably was to make, too).

turntechdestiel:

thedoctor-and-his-trolls:

twatsaw:

hiphopdreamin:

lightsareout:

weallhavegunsforhands:

setfabulazerstomaximumcaptain:

The guy in the sleeping bag wiggling around
I’m weeping

The two people in the front wearing one shirt.

Are we really not going to talk about the guy in the back who is attached to another guy’s back while spinning?


WHAT ABOUT THE GUY THAT FALLS OUT OF THE WINDOW

WHY IS IT BACK

no you guys don’t understand, not only is this the first harlem shake out there… these guys aren’t normal military. This is “Telemarkbataljonen”. They’re pretty much the Norwegian equivalent of the fucking black ops. My brother knows a guy in this battalion, and when asked what they do there, he looked my brother dead in the eye and said “That is strictly confidential”. These guys are hard as shit, which makes this even more hilarious

Pretty sure this isn’t the first, but it is awesome.
We haven’t even talked about whatever it is that guy at the front has on his arms.

turntechdestiel:

thedoctor-and-his-trolls:

twatsaw:

hiphopdreamin:

lightsareout:

weallhavegunsforhands:

setfabulazerstomaximumcaptain:

The guy in the sleeping bag wiggling around

I’m weeping

The two people in the front wearing one shirt.

Are we really not going to talk about the guy in the back who is attached to another guy’s back while spinning?

WHAT ABOUT THE GUY THAT FALLS OUT OF THE WINDOW

WHY IS IT BACK

no you guys don’t understand, not only is this the first harlem shake out there… these guys aren’t normal military. This is “Telemarkbataljonen”. They’re pretty much the Norwegian equivalent of the fucking black ops. My brother knows a guy in this battalion, and when asked what they do there, he looked my brother dead in the eye and said “That is strictly confidential”. These guys are hard as shit, which makes this even more hilarious

Pretty sure this isn’t the first, but it is awesome.

We haven’t even talked about whatever it is that guy at the front has on his arms.

penguinlass:

awwww-cute:

He jumped in and meowed until i closed the door, maybe he thinks he is going in to space

Ground control to major Tom

Perfect commont is perfect.

penguinlass:

awwww-cute:

He jumped in and meowed until i closed the door, maybe he thinks he is going in to space

Ground control to major Tom

Perfect commont is perfect.

doctorwhothefuckareyou:

kailivesinabox:

in french we don’t say “i love you”, we say “vous recevez une heure supplémentaire dans la piscine à balles” which roughly translates to “you are my sun, my stars, my everything” and i think that’s beautiful

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Ahahahaha - it’s been a while since I saw a good ball pit joke. Thank you. This was well-executed; extra points for use of secondary meme - A+.

ok, so I have a thought. if I'm traveling 60mph and my destination is 60 miles away, and the closer I got to my destination, my speed decreases accordingly so that I would always be moving at such a speed that it would always take me an hour of traveling to arrive. 30 miles away and 30 mph, 10 miles and 10 mph, but what about feet and inches and even measurements smaller, would I never reach the exact spot? assuming I'm even capable of reaching such a precise spot. what would that be called?

edwardspoonhands:

Allow me to introduce you to my friend Zeno.

And people try to tell me ordinary people never think about this shit.

straightdating:

iconic masterpiece

thetrekkiehasthephonebox:

I like the idea of taking every woman joke from the last season, and turning them into Moffat jokes.

billbuttlicker-:

i’m a film student

OMG - LOL.

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