PEOPLE WHO ARE NOT EXCITED ABOUT SPACE BAFFLE ME LIKE THEY JUST FOUND A PLANET WHERE IT RAINS GLASS AND IT RAINS SIDEWAYS ITS LIKE YOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO HOW CAN U NOT CARE IF U CANT BE EXCITED ABOUT SPACE GET OUT MY FACE
THERE IS A SUPER MASSIVE CLOUD OF DRINKABLE ALCOHOL FLOATING AROUND IN SPACE AND FROM WHAT WE CAN TELL SO FAR IT’S RASPBERRY FLAVORED OKAY
the true american experience is wondering if you just heard firecrackers or gunshots
PLEASE TELL ME THIS IS A JOKE?!
Not a joke. And not limited to 4th of July, either.
This is actually happening to us right now.
But in Oklahoma, the game is:
Thunder, fireworks, or gunshots?
The kicker is when you get your answer from the *tink tink tink* sounds on your roof. If you’re lucky, they’re just .22s.
For me, since I live next to a military base it’s fireworks, gunshots, thunder or distant artillery on the base
Title: Watching Over
Author: Janto321
Summary: Mycroft will make sure this night goes as it should.
Rating: G
Pairing: Sherlock/John
Genre: romance? I’m really not sure
Length: 831
Warnings: NA
Author Notes: None
Links: AO3
Being a woman is kind of like being a cyclist in a city where all the cars represent men. You’re supposed to be able to share the road equally with cars, but that’s not how it works. The roads are built for cars and you spend a great deal of physical and mental energy being defensive and trying not to get hurt. Some of the cars WANT you to get hurt. They think you don’t have any place on the road at all. And if you do get hurt by a car, everyone makes excuses that it’s your fault.
A friend of a friend (via jimmyhewhispers)
