brownglucose:

nextyearsgirl:

The absence of women in history is man made.

How petty

edgar-allen-hoe:

God bless white people. Home girl just starts fucking chomping here teeth.
Like what?

aphnorge:

mikulios:

figures are literally so useless like what am i supposed to do with them when i get old??? pass them down to my children as family heirlooms????

year 3000
"daddy, whats this?"
"ah, its our precious family heirloom. its been passed down for years. its sasuke uchiha."

punkzoo:

i am perplexed

stonecoldstunning:

sailorswayze:

im a bad person sorry for single handedly destroying wrestling :^)) xxoxoxoxxo

id like to thank my friends on skype and my 12 year old sister who encouraged this atrocity 

im am truly sorry

this is the only comic i ever made that i dont hate

You know, funny story: There’s this craft store called Michaels. Look, my sister knits, and she goes to Michaels. So my sister called me and she’s like, “Oh my god, I’m at Michaels, picking up yarn. You have a poster at Michaels.” I’m like, “What?” She’s like, “There’s a poster, there’s a Falcon poster at Michaels.” I’m like, “Holy s**t!” She’s like, “I’m gonna come and pick you up, and we’re gonna see your poster in this store.” So she picks me up and we go to Michaels.

We go in, and I see the poster and I’m like, “Oh, this is….” She’s like, “I know, I know.” I said, “I’m gonna sign these posters.” I was like, “That would be amazing, you buy a poster and it’s like, actually signed by the Falcon.” Like, it would blow my mind. So I go to the front, I buy a Sharpie, I run back to the back of the store. And she’s like, “I’m gonna take a picture of you signing it.”

I’m in this store and I’m signing all the posters. The manager comes out, he’s like, “Hey, whatcha doing?” I was like, “Oh man, I’m signing these posters so when people buy ‘em, they’re signed.” He’s like, “Well, people are not gonna buy ‘em if they’re signed.” And I was like, “No, no, no, it’s cool. I’m pretty sure there won’t be a problem.” And he goes, “Yeah, but it is gonna be a problem, you’re messin’ up my inventory.” And I’m like, “No, my man, trust me. I mean, I’m the Falcon, that’s me!” And he goes, “Yeah, right. You’re gonna buy those posters.” I said, “What?” He’s like, “You’re gonna buy all those posters or I’m gonna call the police.”

He rolls up all the posters and goes to the front of the store. And I had to buy like 60 Falcon posters that I signed in Michaels.

-Anthony Mackie getting in trouble for signing his posters at a Micheals  (x) 

Anthony Mackie is a gift to all mankind. 

(via bartdontlie)

anybody think the manager would have reacted this way to RDJ? ‘Cause I’m going with a no.

(via unlockaflockofwords)

sarufish:

everyone always asks what is updog

but no one ever asks how is updog



homoora:

kagura-shingan:

tricoloredcake:

clavid:

image

lost it at the music

it doesn’t seem all that funny but when you get to the eND

I FUCKIBG G FOUDN IT 

mariavontraphouse:

"I just really like to draw disney princesses"

*forgets tiana but includes rapunzel merida elsa scrappy doo and a honda civic*

darksilenceinsuburbia:

Thomas Alleman.

Dancing in the Dragon Jaws.

Dancing in the Dragons Jaws is Los Angeles-based photographer Thomas Alleman’s profound and nuanced body of work taken of San Francisco’s broader gay community during the mid-1980s. Working as a newspaper photographer for The Sentinel at the time, he was given the time and liberty that all sociopolitical relevant issues—including those of the present day—deserve. After shelving this work for over a decade, Alleman went back in 2009 to uncover and scan images that he’d previously overlooked.

Intermixed with images of galas, glitter, and glam are also images that show the severity of the struggle facing San Francisco’s gay community in the mid-80s. Alleman recalls, “We reported and photographed a blizzard of protests and demonstrations, vigils and marches and sit-ins, as the community struggled for social and political recognition of the crisis. But not every drumbeat was martial, of course. Often it was syncopated and disco-y, and I watched countless partiers dance to it with a shimmy and a bounce, and with life-affirming joy. While many of the pictures demonstrate a community in lamentation, many others are about anger and resolve, and most are about love and life. And disco and drag.”

Because of this range in depiction, because of the patience shown for the fight, because of the far-reaching concern shown for one another—whether dressed in a suit or in drag—Alleman shows us a human issue, not just an LGBT one. Therein lies this collection’s heart. Furthermore, Alleman reminds us of “that moment in our social history—so long ago, and so very recent—when the first wave of the AIDS epidemic crashed onto one of our country’s most vibrant neighborhoods. And, while that tribe convulsed with well-earned fear, heartbreak and anger, some still found the courage and the will to celebrate the dream of life they’d come to San Francisco for, and they danced in the dragon’s jaws.”

Website

dekutree:

never forget

wordsofapurpleman:

It took me 15 minutes to get this.

wordsofapurpleman:

It took me 15 minutes to get this.

captainzaksparro:

Her mouth says yes but her heart says I have to get the chaos emeralds