Shenanigans

superkianagalaxy:

glitterclash:

seethroughgrayeyes:

I walked into the kitchen and lost my appetite for some reason.

You walk into the kitchen. There’s nobody home, and the lights are dim. Out of the corner of your eye you spot him

Spongebob Squarepants

#He gets on all fours and breaks into a sprint #then he stops on his right foot #don’t forget it #now he brings it around town

(Source: irnbruu)

themadsquirrel09:

Dear god, have mercy.

Little Double D is just way too cute for his own good /sobs

broblerones:

i love pesterlogs between rose and dave 
http://www.mspaintadventures.com/?s=6&p=002233

birdteeth:

“I think he likes the pan flute music.”

themadsquirrel09:

n-kevin:

iamqueenofthelesbians:

kimburrit0:

ralphdgamf:

starkidwholived:

kimburrit0:

I was helping my little brother

Where the fuck does jack come from

That’s basically what math is like for the rest of your life.

I love how the answer is at the bottom of the page. And how is any kid suppose to know how many stickers Jack has? Does Tani and Jen give Jack their stickers? I wish I was Jack. My friends never give me stickers.  

You’re all missing the point. This isn’t math. Rather it’s metaphysics, or the existence of our being. Theoretically speaking, Jack isn’t a person. Jack exists in all of us. We are Jack. Jack is all of us. Every single one of us. In each inept part of our being, our existence, Jack lives. Forgotten and ignored, yet he exists in our never ending subconscious. The question, rather, is how many stickers do we all have?

oh my god

^^^^

Lol omfg ^^^

omg