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And yet M. Night Shamalan couldn’t do it with millions of dollars

A part of me wants to talk about how all of them are white except for Mae, but still, better than Shamalan.

I understand that race is part of the character (obviously), but if you put as much time and effort as these girls did into their cosplays I don’t think it should be a factor. Just admire their work…

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I was helping my little brother

Where the fuck does jack come from

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4 million and counting

5 million

This should get to 10 million, come on people.

but I thought that already happened?

Syd: I see no problem with that <3

No, kusco is a Disney princess.

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Baby ducks are ruining the sanctity of marriage. 

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About three things I was absolutely positive. First, I had a pokemon. Second, there was a part of me - and I didn’t know how dominant that part might be - that wanted to be the very best, like no one ever was. Third, Gary Oak was unconditionally and irrevocably a douchenozzle.

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How old are you? 

“ten”

How long have you been ten?

“…”

HOW LONG HAVE YOU BEEN TEN

Misty looked at Ash, his breathing still heavy from carrying her on his bike as fast as he could through the long grass outside of Pallet Town.

“You’re eyes are impossibly huge and black,” Misty said. “Your hair is… incredibly pointy, and doesn’t need product. Your face changes size and shape based on your feelings… and sometimes you speak like - like you’re from the 90’s. You never spend money on anything; you don’t go to the bathroom.”

The silence hung there, thick and heavy like a Snorlax blocking the bike path. 

“How old are you?” Misty asked, not sure if she wanted to know.

“Ten,” Ash replied, with a slight smirk and an almost amused tone.

Misty new that wasn’t true. Ash wasn’t like the other boys her age. He wasn’t even like her older sisters who ran the gym in Cerulean City. He was wiser and his passion was genuine.

Ash didn’t just want to catch them all, he needed to. He was going to be the best there ever was no matter how long it took, which gave Misty this nagging in the back of her mind. She had to know for sure.

“How long have you been ten?” she asked. Her voice weak, knowing full well the answer could change everything she thought she knew.

“A while…” Ash said. His voice trailing off, as if he were losing himself in a flood of memories.

Misty let out a faint gasp. She knew now. She was certain.

“I know what you are,” she declared, as if whatever had been holding her back from accepting the truth, finally let go of her hand and let her fall right down the Diglett hole.

Ash eyes were alive now, flickering like the flame on a Charmander’s tale.

He stared right into her and said, ”Say it… out loud. Say it.”

Misty’s heart was pounding louder than the thud of a Marowak’s bone club attack.

Despite the now eerily silent meadow, she could barely be heard as she whispered, “Pokemon Trainer.”

^^^better story than twilight

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It was hella scary. After I dropped off my sister at her friend’s house some bug flew in and scared the shit out of me, and I ended up swerving into some lawyer’s mailbox. These are the remains of said mailbox.

Though from an outward glance my car doesn’t look that bad it’s pretty jacked up. We got an estimate and it turns out it’d cost more to fix it than what the car’s actually worth. So we’re getting a new car, at least. And I gained some valuable  life experience yay.

Also, it’s pretty nerve-wracking to drive with a deflated airbag in your face. My life sounds like a really bad sitcom sometimes.

So, any suggestions on what kind of car to get? Also, color?

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HAHAHAHA

LOL

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The point of the analogy with the lock and key thing is: People don’t want a lock that any key can open. If people purchased a lock that any key can open, then its junk to them. Now if there was a KEY that can open any lock, now that’s AWESOME! 

Now it relates to men in this way: A man is praised as a champ because of the lack of sex men often get from women, so he is like that master key. A women who sleeps around became those junk locks because she had so many dudes inside her, and who knows what got left behind in there from those dudes, so she becomes junk. 

It sucks either way for men and women. If a woman didn’t have sex, she gets teased for being a virgin and a prude, etc. Men who have sex are praised by men but women view them as “players” and just think he only wants to sleep with them if he shows any interest. Men who don’t have sex are called gay, fags, queers, prudes, good two shoes, etc. 

Please for the love of Allah, do not complain to me about the cruelty of all this. I didn’t create reality and I am not the complaint department. What I told you is just life. Deal with it. 

It’s actually not “life.” It might be your perception of “life.” Which is depressing. You still don’t understand the analogy and it’s weird how you so willingly contradict yourself. If a “key” that can “open any lock” is “awesome,” then why are men who sleep around “viewed as players” by women (which, as you pointed out, is a negative stigma). So basically what you’re saying is that people who sleep around are each seen by the other gender as being of “less worth” than someone who doesn’t. I don’t agree with that at all, but at least we can agree that the analogy doesn’t make sense before you continue to make a dern tootin fool outta yerself. Not that you care.

All the awards, brosef. All of them.

And yay Berlin! Bring me back more souvenirs!

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YOU ROSE.

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HOLY SHIT GUYS.

THIS ANIME IS FUCKING AMAZING.

THERE’S A PANDA AND A PENGUIN IN IT.

AND I FUCKING LOVE GRIZZLY. SUCH A BADASS.

HOLY SHIT HOLY SHIT HOLY SHIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIT

/DED

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