thank god we're hot chicks with superpowers
the old gods and the new
I haven’t ruled out workplace romance.
BTVS characters: Spike [1/2]
it literally stresses me out how much good music there is that i still haven’t listened to
I love how potato in French is pomme de terre, which pretty much means “earth apple.”
like what stupid frenchman saw this:
and said “zis petite légume looks like a, how you say, APPLE! hmmm… but it grows in ze earth… HON HON HON! MAIS OUI! C’EST UNE POMME DE TERRE!”
j’adore comment ananas se dit pineapple en anglais, ce qui veut littéralement dire “pomme de pin”, genre quel type anglais a vu ça:
et s’est dit : “ow cette étrange big fruit ressemble à une, how do you say, POMME! hmmm… mais plutôt une pomme qui pousse dans les pins… HU HU HU! OH YES, IT’S A PINEAPPLE!”
(z’avez vu, on peut le faire aussi… hon hon hon!)
once my baby was being really annoying so i put it in the basement but then i forgot and decided i didn’t want my basement anymore so i got rid of the door and then decided to do the rest later and when child protective services came they couldn’t get to my kid so they just wandered around my house
i’m talking about the sims please don’t call the police
i hate it when kids are assholes you cant even punch them or anything cause theyre like 9 and they know this those smug little shits
James Marsters on Rest in Peace.
“It’s a song that Spike sings to Buffy, and it’s basically saying, “I got a thing for you, and you’re just hanging out with me because you can’t talk to your friends about your problems, but you don’t really care about me; so get the hell out of my crypt.
But please don’t go.” (laughs)