Daniele Watts, an African-American actress who has starred in Hollywood films such as Django Unchained, was “handcuffed and detained” by Los Angeles police officers after being mistaken for a prostitute for kissing her white husband in public.
ARE. YOU. FUCKING. SERIOUS.
I’ve been saving this message in my inbox for a long time because it always makes me feel better. I needed it today. Thank you
Ladies and Gentlemen.
There comes a time in your life when you discover things are not as you think they are. Your warm, fuzzy lies are stripped away till only cold truth remains.
Today, I discovered my parents are arseholes.
Earlier, they had received from friends a bottle of homebrewed Bourbon, by all accounts, pretty good stuff. Not being much of a drinker, I curiously inquired as to what Bourbon tasted like.
I missed the evil gleam in Dads eyes as he reached for the bottle and poured me a drop.
Smelling it told me little. It just smelled like ethanol, nothing special. It only revealed itself to be a trap when I took a cautious sip.
Dear readers, Bourbon tastes like pain. I have no idea as to the brewing process, but I can only assume its made by pinching babies till they cry then distilling them down into liquid misery.
Mere nanoseconds after sipping this vile concoction, a bear trap made of fire snapped shut on my tongue. My brain literally shut off. All I knew at that point was pain. Whimpering, panting and drooling, I staggered back and forth across the kitchen, trying to muster brain cells together to get water. Mum and Dads cruel giggles echoed in my ears as I finally fumbled a glass of water to my mouth.
As the taste of liquid despair slowly ebbed I turned shakily. And saw Dad mockingly toasting me with the rest of the Bourbon, before sculling it right back down…
If you ever feel like you make mistakes a lot just remember that one time there was a famous race horse named Potatoes whose owner wanted its name painted on a feed bin and the stable-hand wrote "Potoooooooo" (Pot-8-O’s)
My roommate and his girlfriend got in the shower together and they’re… Talking about politics?
I was expecting to hear “OH GOD, HARDER,” not “George Washington was entirely correct in his prediction of what distinct parties would do to politics as a whole.”
Nope nevermind, there it is, apparently political debate is just their form of foreplay
STOP REBLOGGING THIS HE HAS A TUMBLR
Captain Sashay doesn’t need your mer-binary.
Finally got another one of these out! Took a long while designing this character and making them consistent through all the panels.
Which monster should come next?
Vimes takes up recreational rock climbing
Vimes takes up writing poetry
Vimes rings the bells
Vimes takes up citrus growing.
Vimes takes up performance art
*disapproving Vetinari noises*