militiamedic:

jesseproch:

emt-monster:

Please reblog if you know anyone who might take party drugs.

I’m not an emt yet, but everytime I see someone do drugs, I just hope they’re smart enough to remember these points.

As an nurse with ER experience, same thing. Dear God please just tell us what you took. I will not tell anyone from law enforcement or your parents or whoever, I just need to know so I can save your life. Please.

confession:

i catch myself thinking of people automatically as “he” or “she” when i can’t even see their face, like in theoretical situations or in things like videos where you can only see the person’s hands

it just feels so dumb when i realize i’m doing it though
like “you literally have no idea what they appear to be, let alone what they actually identify as”

i guess part or most of that is societal conditioning, but it still seems strange

bigbigtruck:

smallercomfort:

i-am-lizbear-hear-me-roar:

hallucinists:

i think about this video almost every day and i am so frightened of it

Holy hell

it’s only acceptable if it’s edible

if not, it is evil and should be destroyed

OH DUDE I have tried this thing! It is WAY too much trouble and not that tasty but it is kinda impressive how it manages to mimic the flavors— not of real juicy burgers and fries but of “cardboard” fast food.. I imagine it’s what it would taste like if you asked a Star Trek replicator to make a Big Mac.

thatsmoderatelyraven:

susemoji:

sugar-tits-shwoo:

susannawolff:

Donald Trump’s ugly son and Mitt Romney’s ugly son should hang out. I’d like to see that Facebook album.

Oh jesus they look exactly like every smarmy rich kid stereotype in every movie ever

They looked like someone threw a spoon into a bowl of runny mashed potatoes

ya they might look like this but i have seen some of yalls tagged/mes and they aint pretty either

thatsmoderatelyraven:

susemoji:

sugar-tits-shwoo:

susannawolff:

Donald Trump’s ugly son and Mitt Romney’s ugly son should hang out. I’d like to see that Facebook album.

Oh jesus they look exactly like every smarmy rich kid stereotype in every movie ever

They looked like someone threw a spoon into a bowl of runny mashed potatoes

ya they might look like this but i have seen some of yalls tagged/mes and they aint pretty either

spectromagiic:

nowthatswhaticallblogging:

astrangebohemian:

haildisney:

kristoffbjorgman:

catie-does-things:

[ PASSIONATELY SINGS A SONG IN A LANGUAGE I DON’T UNDERSTAND] 

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I love how they’re all Disney.

I love how the person who sings Belle passionately doesn’t know what bonjour means 

pokechampion:

"Take my hat off you jigglypuff imposter."

pokechampion:

"Take my hat off you jigglypuff imposter."

asks:
what are some stupid/normally insignificant things other people do that irritate you?

when people interrupt me to ask a question, the answer to which i was just about to say

or when I say something and someone asks a question that I literally just gave the answer to

basically: exceptionally poor listening skills

naked-mahariel:

pencilsmudges:

naked-mahariel:

kayleckami:

naked-mahariel:

kayleckami:

naked-mahariel:

"trust me, fighting in heels like that is a bitch" -kayleckami

kate what exactly have you been doing

kate are you sailor moon

kate are you batman

kate are you sailor batmoon

Yes.

tumblr user kayleckami confirmed for sailor batmoon

I will draw this eventually.

is your comedy relief a politely sassy british butler cat

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my hand slipped

"Mistress Katelyn, I’ve drawn you a bath.  See, it’s a very detailed drawing.  But really, do at least shower because you reek of filth and crime."

"Good morning Mistress Katelyn.  You’ve got an important business meeting for the future of KateCorp. in…oh, say, twenty minutes.  And don’t give me that look; it isn’t my fault you crawled through the door at five in the morning.”

"Oh dear. What would the poor girl do without me?"

asks:
what do you think I'm getting you for your birthday

I couldn’t even answer my parents’ “What do you want for your birthday,” let alone even guess at what someone else thinks I’d like.