Month: June 2014

lobstmourne: hairandbrokenglasses: boornstick: officerstark: This one is where I draw the line.  Today is the 70th anniversary of D-Day. This is disgusting on Tumblr’s part, especially this joke.  “Allied casualties on the first day were at least 12,000, with 4,414

lobstmourne:

hairandbrokenglasses:

boornstick:

officerstark:

This one is where I draw the line.  Today is the 70th anniversary of D-Day.

This is disgusting on Tumblr’s part, especially this joke. 

“Allied casualties on the first day were at least 12,000, with 4,414 confirmed dead.”

Yes,remember their sacrifice.  The thousands of soldiers who fought in the Normandy landings and lost their lives.  Remember that, not some ridiculous holiday about donuts.

IS THIS SERIOUSLY WHAT THE DONUT THING IS

IM FUCKING LIVID

are you fuckin kidding me rn

they took D-Day and made it Donut Day… Tumblr no

Not quite:

National Doughnut Day is on the first Friday of June each year, succeeding the Doughnut Day event created by The Salvation Army in 1938 to honor the men and women who served doughnuts to soldiers during World War I.

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/National_Doughnut_Day

It just so happens that the first friday in June is the 6th.

budgie-research: towel

budgie-research:

towel

yobot: Some doodles!

yobot:

Some doodles!

This is what happens when you fear me at the wrong time, dorks.

This is what happens when you fear me at the wrong time, dorks.

im-just-a-lucky-boy: kunaigirl: claclalala: This is for all you ladies out there. the struggle is real I have a trans man story about this. Since I’m pre-t I still have my period but since I’m socially out as trans I use men’s bathrooms. One time at the college the

im-just-a-lucky-boy:

kunaigirl:

claclalala:

This is for all you ladies out there.

the struggle is real

I have a trans man story about this.

Since I’m pre-t I still have my period but since I’m socially out as trans I use men’s bathrooms. One time at the college the family bathroom was taken and so I went into the men’s room to do my business. I tried opening the little pad as quietly as I could manage, but the rustling and ripping sound still happened. I froze in silence because I didn’t know if the other guy in the men’s room heard it or not.

Then after a little bit of silence I hear…

“Who has a bag of chips?”

And in a panic I just whisper back to him “I’m not sharing.”

Then I hear a huff before he finished his business and left.

spellbreaks:

-The following is an excerpt from a letter that never made it home from Northrend.-

Leryssa, I know you probably don’t care to hear about it again, but seeing our prince in combat reminded me of some of the great heroes our father fought with. I imagine this is what he must have felt like under the command of Supreme commander Anduin Lothar. I imagine this snowy tundra is a bit like when he marched with our father to liberate Khaz Modan. Even Master Muradin is with us, much like he was with Anduin Lothar then, but this time we fight a more sinister threat than the Horde.

When I get home, I’ll tell you more about him, about how he fought valiantly at Blackrock Mountain, far to the south of home. I can only hope that, when he does reign, Prince Arthas reigns for as many years.

Tell mother not to worry about me too much. We’ll defeat the source of these abominations and return home soon.

Love always,
Thassarian

Submitted to the Seat of Knowledge (WoW fanfic forum) for the Hero Report challenge.