wow spongebob you’re a fucking asshole
korra could have died
SPONGEBOB IS AMON
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Sam teh Geemo
“ He hopes to buy one of the costumes created for the film if he can get it at cost. (The price tag is about $20,000.) “It’s an investment,” he says with a wicked smile. “So that when I’m broke — after they fire me from the second ‘Spider-Man’ movie — I’ll be able to sell it to fund my heroin habit.
Andrew Garfield, on buying one of his Spider-Man suits from set (via iwillbeyourgoal)
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What the letter said was that I found her very attractive and that I’d seen her walking her dog a lot and so I just wanted to say hello. It also said that I’d watched her several times through a window, but not like HER window or anything. I meant through my car window when I was driving. And that “watching,” sounds so creepy. It was more like I just happened to glance over and see her.
That was the gist of it. And I didn’t have any paper so I wrote it on an old traffic ticket envelope and put it under her windshield wiper blade.
“Hey!” she screamed.
I started to respond, but she marched right by me and up to the parking enforcement officer who I guess was standing behind me.
“I was parked just fine!” she screamed. “What is this, some sort of bullshit quota you have to fill?!”
He didn’t like the accusations and so he fired right back.
“I didn’t give you a ticket!”
“Liar!”
“Man oh man,” I thought.
And I guess she was having one of those days because she pulled a gun out of her purse and shot the parking officer three times in the chest. Then, she put the gun barrel in her own mouth and pulled the trigger. It was a huge mess.
“Well, I guess that’s a no,” I said, in a real sitcom-y voice.
“WAY-TO-MAKE-IT-ALL-ABOUT-YOU,” boomed the helmet fastened to my dog’s head that converted his barks to English.
I poured the remainder of my expensive latte on the dog’s helmet, which caused it to crackle and malfunction.
The right girl was out there somewhere. And I would find her.
Next to me, the dog’s helmet made a crackling noise. A sarcastic crackling noise.
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Kersen de Jong , member and judge of the United Nations Franklin D Roosevelt International Disability Rights Award Advisory Board, flew yesterday from Istanbul to Amsterdam on Turkish Air. In two parts. His upper body in a economy seat, his two artificial legs in business class.
To take apart a disabled person into pieces is Turkish Air way of accommodating the disabled. Turkish Air refused to make available a seat for the disabled. Mr Kersen de Jong was forced to crawl on his butt and hands to his seat. Turkish Air refused assistance at all levels; from handicapped desk, to supervisors, gate agents and the Captain of the plane.
Mr de Jong was never so humiliated he told the locale newspaper.
He had to lay down in the corridor in front of all the people in his underwaer to take of his two legs.
If that was not enough both legs where visable placed in the overhead bin by the cabin crew.
As a handicapped person you are always allowed to sit in the first row according to the FAA rules he explained.
There was enough place in Business Class and Mr Kersen de Jong was willing to pay extra for the Business Class seat which was only half full to keep his legs on.On the first section from Amsterdam to Istanbul everything went fine according to Mr. de Jong
He had informed Turlish Airlines about his handicap when he booked the ticket.
