(Source: regular-adventures)

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(I work in a Coffee Shop. I was on break in the lobby when a couple walks in. Directly behind them is a cute little boy in Batman costume.)
Me: “Oh my God! It’s BATMAN!”
(The boy stops, strikes a pose and starts looking around menacingly. After a few seconds, he approaches the counter.)
Mother: “Jeff, would you like a chocolate milk?”
Boy: “I am not Jeff. I am The Batman.”
Mother: “The Batman, would you like a chocolate milk?”
Boy: “Yes. Yes, The Batman would.”
(The couple pays while the boy sits down with his chocolate milk. He keeps a stern look on his face as he sips the drink.)
Boy: *sips* “Gotham is safe.”
emvie:

Fireflies

emvie:

Fireflies

(Source: chelseawoosh)

today my dad and i were in diamond bar trying to find a shoe repair place, and in the same shopping area we found a small used book store. we were pretty excited about it initially because there was this amazing deal, where you basically just fill up a pretty large bag as much as you can with these books that were out in the front of the store and all of it’s $1.

while my dad was hunting around there, i went inside the store and found another deal- basically, all paperback books with red tags were $0.25. Out of the books in the picture only i think like five of them were red tags. the other two were actually only a little over a dollar ionno the whole thing was $5 so i don’t really give a shit because i got friggin seven books today.

it was really exciting being in a bookstore where i could actually like afford to buy stuff. i really loved borders and i like barnes and noble but like i pretty much never  buy books at those bookstores because they’re just too expensive (amazon.com is a much cheaper alternative). it’s kind of exhilarating, though, actually physically hunting down books in a store where you’re not sure whether they’d have a certain book or not and there’s no search engine to check for you.

most of these books are actually really gently used and they’re very clean. but I’m super excited about A Streetcar Named Desire because I’ve wanted that play for basically forever, and whoever owned the book before me was apparently very enthusiastic about it. There’s a whole bunch of highlighted passages and post-its with annotations. 

(Source: fortheloveofbeemo)

neodad:

you know when you ask your sister to get you some gummy candy but you really mean SOUR gummy candy so when she comes home with your gummy bears you are very disappointed and forget them in the sun and then they congeal into one single 990 calorie gummy rectangle and you spend 10 minutes cutting it out of the bag so you can take a picture for the internet

neodad:

you know when you ask your sister to get you some gummy candy but you really mean SOUR gummy candy so when she comes home with your gummy bears you are very disappointed and forget them in the sun and then they congeal into one single 990 calorie gummy rectangle and you spend 10 minutes cutting it out of the bag so you can take a picture for the internet

photojojo:

Who’d have known your stomach could double as a camera?

Two UK students, Josh Lake and Luke Evans, ate 35mm film and were able to process photos after the film, erm, came out!

Students Make Photos by Eating 35mm Film

and-celenawaslike:

lets do this.

and-celenawaslike:

lets do this.

(Source: connuh)

adamusprime:

the year is 1434

henry the blacksmith has a bit too much mead with his buddies and passes out

two months later he receives a message from the fair maiden jane in the next town over that says “what do you mean you wish to squeeze mine buttocks”

“oh my god,” he says, “i drunk carrier pigeoned her”

emilianadarling:

Because instantly alienating a huge chunk of your demographic through offensive humour is the best way to sell soda pop. (x)

queerard:

homoerotic sesame street fanfiction

Holden Caulfield: Hey I just met you
Holden Caulfield: and this is crazy
Holden Caulfield: but anyway, I keep picturing all these little kids playing some game in this big field of rye and all. Thousands of little kids, and nobody's around - nobody big, I mean - except me. And I'm standing on the edge of some crazy cliff. What I have to do, I have to catch everybody if they start to go over the cliff - I mean if they're running and they don't look where they're going I have to come out from somewhere and catch them. That's all I do all day. I'd just be the catcher in the rye and all. I know it's crazy, but that's the only thing I'd really like to be.
Holden Caulfield: so don't even call me, you're a phony

(Source: adayinthelifeofapineapple)