December 2009
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I wish I was rich.
Because then I would buy out this entire site. Or at least their Star Trek and Star Wars sections. FLUFFY PURRING TRIBBLES! A TAUNTAUN SLEEPING BAG! SO I CAN PRETEND I AM MAROONED ON HOTH (OR DELTA VEGA) AND MUST CRAWL INTO ITS INNARDS TO SURVIVE. WHAT IS THIS AMAZINGNESS?
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Don't you hate it when...
…the “fuck yeah!” tumblrs you’re following haven’t been updated in months? I mean, c’mon people, you have a srs bsns obligation here. Where are my pretty pretty pictures of my favourite pretty pretty people?
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Mystery Google →
In which you type in a query, and instead get the search results of the person before you. A lot of people set missions like, “call this number and ask so and so if they’ll go out with me.” The first time I tried it, I got, “draw a picture in paint and email it to this address.” Great fun for the eternally bored.
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