#I'm from the backwoods of east texas
#of course I do
Do you ever have a problem where you just don’t know how to reply to an argument, not because you don’t know the answer, but you just don’t know where to begin? Like, the foundation of knowledge you’d need to impart to this person before you could even begin to drag them out of their sinkhole of ignorance would cost thousands of dollars if it were coming from a university?
having a brother getting his phd in chemistry has its advantages such as the fact that he can make super awesome drink mixes where you can’t taste the massive amount of alcohol in them. of course this might also be a bad thing…
"Rarely does the fan say: ‘My club plays today.’ Rather he says: ‘We play today.’ He knows it’s ‘player number 12’ who stirs up the winds of fervor that propel the ball when she falls asleep, just as the other players know that playing without their fans is like dancing without music" - Soccer in Sun and Shadow
(Source: secretariats, via rnudbloods)
easter is on 4/20 this year are you gonna blaze it or praise it
I googled ‘marijuana jesus’ and if you thought I’d be disappointed, you thought wrong
|Me on any bad day:||at least Muse is there for me
"Don’t tell me it’s just a phase, I’ve been sad for 3 fucking years. This isn’t just a phase"
|Matt Bellamy:||I used to have a cat that used to always-whenever I was trying to fall asleep at night, the cat would jump on the piano and, like, make a ruckus and it'd wake me up and I'd think it was a ghost and I'd go downstairs and see Herbie, this long-haired, fluffy cat, hanging around on the piano. Once, I was a bit drunk and I was a little bit high on something-well, I shouldn't say, but-I heard the cat playing this downstairs.
|Colin Murray:||You heard the cat...playing Chopin?
|Matt:||Yes. I actually heard this.
|Colin:||You know what? I don't even wanna know.