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cruisingthesites:

Aren’t they beautiful

Jesus christ

He is fat and angry and has that lynx-mustache-thing going on with his muzzle. I love ‘im.

You have to follow this blog, it’s amazing

(Source: wysteria-peacock, via miku-tan)

wickedclothes:


“The Ball Bed” the world’s first morphable bed, consisting of plush spheres that are connected by elastic bands, allowing you to twist and bend them in any way imaginable.

Please check out Wicked Clothes on Facebook and Tumblr!

wickedclothes:

“The Ball Bed” the world’s first morphable bed, consisting of plush spheres that are connected by elastic bands, allowing you to twist and bend them in any way imaginable.

Please check out Wicked Clothes on Facebook and Tumblr!

(Source: sweetdisposiition)

unit-o2:

aanniimmee:

sigh

I thought this was about fishing….

unit-o2:

aanniimmee:

sigh

I thought this was about fishing….

(Source: videoarmageddon, via miku-tan)

wickedclothes:

Please check out Wicked Clothes on Facebook and Tumblr!

areyoutryingtodeduceme:

I remember my first eagle ceremony when I turned nine. The first eagle you get is always declawed, which I always thought was pretty inhumane, but it was a good way to ease into caring for the birds. My eagle (named Baldy, because I wasn’t a terribly clever child) was already quite old when I received him (he was a rescue eagle, luckily) but I did have him until I was 16. I don’t know if I was more excited about getting my drivers license that year, or my new eagle! You should have seen the party we had when I got him, too! Grilled hot dogs and fire works and lemonade…. obviously I named my beautiful new eagle Freedom. He’s too big to keep inside anymore, unfortunately, but we’ve got a pretty comfortable roost for him on our apartment’s balcony.

areyoutryingtodeduceme:

I remember my first eagle ceremony when I turned nine. The first eagle you get is always declawed, which I always thought was pretty inhumane, but it was a good way to ease into caring for the birds. My eagle (named Baldy, because I wasn’t a terribly clever child) was already quite old when I received him (he was a rescue eagle, luckily) but I did have him until I was 16. I don’t know if I was more excited about getting my drivers license that year, or my new eagle! You should have seen the party we had when I got him, too! Grilled hot dogs and fire works and lemonade…. obviously I named my beautiful new eagle Freedom. He’s too big to keep inside anymore, unfortunately, but we’ve got a pretty comfortable roost for him on our apartment’s balcony.

(Source: just-take-it-real-slow, via nikioftime)

lacigreen:

thenewavengers:

“Hmmm, I’m kinda bored, lemme see what Laci Green is up to…Oh, she has a website now? Okay, lemme juuuust…”

LMAOOooo 

brb, dying