he still rsvped
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Well then it’s a good thing I hate sports *slams button*
The year is 2027. It is Super Bowl season. The football players that have been selected for this year’s culling huddle in a sad, discontented mass in the middle of an overgrown stadium. The stink of fear mingles with the smell of fresh earth, an unholy bouquet for a terrible day.
Then they begin arriving, singly and in groups. Their claws glint in the harsh stadium lights, and there is blood matted into their fur. The football players put on their game face, but the hollowness of their eyes betrays their true hopelessness. There is no use fighting, other than to make a brave showing.
After all, everyone knows the bears always win.
Years pass. Teams deliberately lose games so they won’t be against them. Eventually, the Goverment starts a programme, to lessen prison overcrowding. Prisoners are selected at random, or so they say, to put on the jerseys and play the bears. None of them ever come back, and crime drops to almost zero. All is well, until there are no more prisoners. The goverment does not know how to choose, but they know that the Super Bowl must go on, and the bears must always win, and choose they must.Soon, in order to keep the Bears satisfied with their sacrifice, they begin a deadly raffle, putting citizen’s names in to pull out 12 victims to send to the death-match. They start with the poor until the class divide is deeper than the Grand canyon. Until one girl is chosen to stand up for the life of her younger sister. And everything changed when the fire nation attacked.
Wh
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being in a public restroom and hearing someone shitting really loud
being in a public restroom
being in a public
being
people adding things 2 my posts
your posts
ur blog
u
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Insomnia
whoa
I’m bothered by how the outlet and plug don’t match
thats the point of the piece. she has insomnia so she cant “plug in” to sleeping.
this is fucking perfect holy fuck
oooooh i feel that
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now that there’s like 700 pokemon the real question is
what pokemon is #666
Vivillion
gaze upon the harbinger of the end times and tremble mortals
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striderized-deactivated20130925 asked: Quick, babe, give your followers names Karkat can call Dave's penis.
threshecutionermoved-deactivate:
oH MAN ALEX
OK AY HERE I GO
- THE *D*AVE.
- EXCALIBUR.
- ALBINO CAVE DWELLER. (depends on ur headcanon)
- THE TREMENDOUS THROB STALK.
- THE BRO BULGE.
- MUSCLE SWORD.
- EARTH YOGURT GUN.
- THE R-RATED ROD.
- MEAT SWORD.
- PANT ROCKET.
- NOOK INVADER.
- THE DEEP NOOK DIVER.
- THE DICKTATOR.
- THE PRODDING PAL.
man i can’t continue i ‘m laughing so ha rdbye
i found my new strife specibus its roommate kind
he’ll beat a motherfucker with another motherfucker
anothermotherfucker kind
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In all my years of reblogging shit, this has got to be the best picture to grace the page of tumblr. I don’t know why but this picture makes me very emotional.
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