Disney and Muppets and Nothing Else

ambisagrus:

lemonkiwi:

capnorannge:

its tuesday (◡‿◡✿)

tmi tuesday (◕‿◕✿)

TMI TUESDAY (ʘ‿ʘ✿)

send me tmi asks~~ (ノಠ益ಠ)ノ彡┻━┻

i mean you can also just send me normal ones but hey

yeah you know what hit me up. i’ll answer pretty much anything because i’m a damned fool

gimme gimme gimme

erarg:

erarg:

whenever i feel awkward i remember garrett hunter has a full chest rei tattoo and is still a cool guy and i feel better about people

tokyoghettopuppy:

http://lunatictoons.tumblr.com/

the most unnerving blog on tumblr

kill-whitepeople:

perchu:

kill-whitepeople:

perchu:

kill-whitepeople:

perchu:

kill-whitepeople:

perchu:

kill-whitepeople:

perchu:

kill-whitepeople:

kill-whitepeople:

there’s so many different gifs of dancing aliens, this is truly an exciting time to be alive 

so this is what the future is like

heirofkush:

tractatusappendices:

heirofkush:

why do living things gotta shit shitting is the nastiest thing it also takes too long and wiping ass is gross - an angry letter to god written from the bathroom

The psychoanalyst Ernst Becker devoted a whole essay to what shitting means to the absurdity of the human condition in The Denial of Death. He recognized that we, as a species, can build pyramids and lunar modules, write King Lear and Was ist Aufklärung?, and project our minds into the hearts of stars and most alien chapters in our history, but will always ever be tethered to an intestinal tract and anus, with all its foul smells and sounds and excretions. The tenderness of morality, and eternal sublimity mathematics, and the sublimity of  the encounter of I-and-I and I-and-Thou are our birthright, but so is the wiping of ass, an indignity to which not even crawling beasts are subjected to. Alone among the animals we can speak and be understood; alone among the animals, we have the need to clean ourselves of our feces. We are “the god that shits.” 

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