It’s the holidays. Some people are going to be idiots and drive drunk. Since 1977, police across Ontario have been trying to stop them by running spot checks as part of the Reduce Impaired Driving Everywhere, or RIDE, program—which aims to not only catch drunk drivers, but deter them altogether….
DAMN this thing is amazing!
Secret poison case disguised as a book, 17th century
(Source: ornamentedbeing, via literatureismyutopia)
The Birthday Skeleton! Genius.
(via cespur)
Whoa. Kind of disappeared for a while there. Just thought you ought to know that art by Travis Louie rocks my dark little world. Also, Merry Christmas and stuff.
I LOVE YOU BECAUSE YOU HATE EVERYTHING THAT I HATE.
I LOVE YOU BECAUSE YOU SIT IN COFFEESHOPS AND TALK SHIT ON EVERYONE IN A SIX MILE RADIUS FOR HOURS ON END WITHOUT GETTING BORED.
I LOVE YOU BECAUSE YOU JUDGE ANYONE YOU MEET ALMOST EXCLUSIVELY ON THEIR RECORD COLLECTION.
I LOVE YOU BECAUSE YOU HAVE AN ETSY STORE OF GREETING CARDS THAT JUST SAY ‘I HATE YOUR OUTFIT’ ON THE INSIDE.
I LOVE YOU BECAUSE YOU KNOW WHAT ETSY IS.
LET’S GO TO A CONCERT AND STAND THERE WITH OUR ARMS FOLDED THE ENTIRE TIME.
LET’S JUST LISTEN TO RECORDS AND DRINK CHEAP BEER ON YOUR FUTON, THEN EAT HOT POCKETS.
THAT MADE ME SO HORNY.
I KNOW.
Everybody scream, it’s almost Hallowe’en! :)
Me: Haha! It looks like me in the morning.
Boyfriend: Yes…the morning… *shifty eyes*
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