I am 47 bears

So much want

you're the banana guy right?

Anonymous

I am the banana guy, yes. obviously, my life is bananas

this shit is bananas this shit is bananas

I’m confused…
So, the rapists “made a mistake” and now their lives are ruined because of one night of poor judgement.

But the victim “chose” to go to that party and get drunk and is therefore deserving and responsible for everything that happened to her?

… am I missing something? When did rape become a more forgivable and sympathetic “mistake” than drinking too much?

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loreleielizabeth:

adventuresofmoosehead:

The joke “Seven Eight Nine” becomes paradoxically terrifying if you are a Whovian.

chafing-nipples:
A long while ago, there was an old man who lived alone. He no longer had a wife, for she had passed on. His kids didn’t exactly appreciate him and so never visited him. All he had was himself, a small house, a bed, a chair, a lamp, and some books. This lamp was special to him. This lamp was a gift from his wife, before they even fell in love. This lamp was given to him because he was down on his luck and couldn’t afford it, and a friendly woman would let him sit in the store next to this very lamp and read his books, write his stories, and after some time, she bought the lamp for him. They fell in love and always joked about the lamp, but never got rid of it, even when it stopped working. The old man spent weeks trying to repair it, and when he finally did, his second youngest child accidentally knocked it off the shelf. The old man and the child spent time fixing it, encasing a memory of love between these now estranged family members. As the man grew older, so did his wife. The lamp came to mean more to him then just a lamp. It was what signified the love of the family. His wife became very ill and was dying. Every night, the man would cuddle with her by the lamp and read to her, until one night she died in his arms. His kids found out that nothing in the woman’s will was left to them while the old man was still alive, so they began to despise him. The old man had lost his job the year before, so he was forced to begin selling things, since the will stated he couldn’t use the money left for him. He sold the home, sold everything he had except the lamp. He kept the lamp with him, and one day, the second youngest son found it in his heart to actually realize family was more important than some money locked in a will, so he resolved to visit his father. He found him, no longer alive, sitting in his chair, book in hand, under the lamp.

oh remember this?

chafing-nipples:

A long while ago, there was an old man who lived alone. He no longer had a wife, for she had passed on. His kids didn’t exactly appreciate him and so never visited him. All he had was himself, a small house, a bed, a chair, a lamp, and some books. This lamp was special to him. This lamp was a gift from his wife, before they even fell in love. This lamp was given to him because he was down on his luck and couldn’t afford it, and a friendly woman would let him sit in the store next to this very lamp and read his books, write his stories, and after some time, she bought the lamp for him. They fell in love and always joked about the lamp, but never got rid of it, even when it stopped working. The old man spent weeks trying to repair it, and when he finally did, his second youngest child accidentally knocked it off the shelf. The old man and the child spent time fixing it, encasing a memory of love between these now estranged family members. As the man grew older, so did his wife. The lamp came to mean more to him then just a lamp. It was what signified the love of the family. His wife became very ill and was dying. Every night, the man would cuddle with her by the lamp and read to her, until one night she died in his arms. His kids found out that nothing in the woman’s will was left to them while the old man was still alive, so they began to despise him. The old man had lost his job the year before, so he was forced to begin selling things, since the will stated he couldn’t use the money left for him. He sold the home, sold everything he had except the lamp. He kept the lamp with him, and one day, the second youngest son found it in his heart to actually realize family was more important than some money locked in a will, so he resolved to visit his father. He found him, no longer alive, sitting in his chair, book in hand, under the lamp.

oh remember this?

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Nearly impossible challenge: walk around Stockton for a day and see less than 10 crimes committed
Or see a crime committed that didn’t involve gunshots with police response within the day

biscuitmango:

badneto:

yin and yang

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