Manueluv and I are convinced Agent K is Coulson’s father. Heckles, MIB is even owned by Marvel.
Welp. Never gonna unsee this.
HEADCANON ACCEPTED SO FAST I THINK I BROKE SOMETHING
I do not remember reblogging this but it’s happening again.
oh my god referring to your post about if your parents found your tumblr- i accidentally found my sister's tumblr and even though she jut blogs about books i am mortified. like if she finds my tumblr somehow i'll be scarred for life.
oh my gosh does she know you found her?
Damn Vulcan mafia…
Mr.Spock did not choose to be a part of the Thug life,
The Thug life, after much debate, logically chose Mr.Spock.
WHY ARE KINDER EGGS ILLEGAL!? HOW DOES THIS MAKE SENSE!?
In 2000, two dumbass kids in the UK died after choking on the bits of toy inside. The dumbass parents of said children campaigned to have the eggs banned from the European Union. The UK House of Commons and UK Department of Trade and Industry eventually came to the rational conclusion that a normal human being will see the great big yellow pill inside the hollow egg and not decide to swallow it. Points for rationality.
Now in America, there was a thing in 1938 called the Federal Food, Drug, and Cosmetic Act, which decreed that any food with something embedded inside of it couldn’t be sold due to health hazards. In 2012, this was reissued because “the consumer may unknowingly choke on the object.”
Basically, Americans can’t have Kinder Eggs because your government doesn’t trust you to not see, taste, or feel a hard capsule larger than a robin’s egg and believes you’ll swallow it, or upon feeling it in your mouth (because everyone eats Kinder Eggs without breaking them apart obviously), that you will bite down and break the capsule, unleashing a half dozen or so small plastic toy parts that will eventually kill you.
do people think they’re going to turn up at ben c’s house and he’s going to welcome them with open arms and invite them in for a cup of tea? no he’s going to think you’re creepy as fuck for sitting on google maps finding out where he lives. this isn’t gonna end in a marriage proposal. leave him alone.
My parents found my tumblr.
Interviewer: How many times do you spell your name?
The struggle is real.
I’ve had to spell my first and last (occasionally my middle) names my whole life and it’s the most frustrating thing because my first name is a popular place/football team/baked good, my middle name is a freaking queen of england, and my last name is a commonly used verb to describe someone of distinguished birth how hard is this I’m not Deyshainiquke Jaalonge or any shit like that I’m a person whose parents chose reasonable spellings for names that everyone should know but nobody seems to.