This is the American Idol finale I did not edit this. This is really how it aired. I would not lie to you ever.
Via LC
when a good song comes on the radio right when you arrive at your destination and have to get out of the car
That awkward moment when you have to make up an excuse to not hang out with someone because you’d rather chill at home.
Via That Funny blog
“NOW, BABY BROTHER, HOLD MY HAND WHILE WE CROSS THE STREET.”
“Thor, stop that. I’m an adult.”
“HOLD MY HAND, BROTHER.”
“I’m not your brother.”
“HOLD MY HAND.”
“Fine.
“HALT DEAR BROTHER—I HAVE BEEN INFORMED THE PROPER ACTION BEFORE CROSSING A MIDGARDIAN STREET IS TO LOOK BOTH WAYS. ALLOW ME TO DO SO FOR THE BOTH OF US.”
“Thor, every mode of transportation these pathetic humans have created would only bruise us at best—”
“THAT IS NOT THE POINT, BROTHER. AS GODS IT IS OUR RESPONSIBILITY TO SET AN EXAMPLE FOR THE YOUNGER GENERATION!”
“How many times must I remind you that such sentimental nonsense will have no sway over my decisions?”
“THINK OF THE MIDGARDIAN CHILDREN, BROTHER!”
“…”
“…”
“…THE CHILDREN!”
(Source: jillypooh)
Dorothy Snarker: If Finn never existed, this is how Glee would have gone:
Rachel and a rag-tag group of losers and gays band together to sing elaborate show tunes and discuss Barbra Streisand. Rachel and the other losers help the gays come out in a respectful manner while embracing their individuality. The gays help Rachel stop dressing like the bait girl from To Catch a Predator. Rachel realizes the hot head cheerleader is hot.
Nobody sees Jesus on a grilled cheese sandwich. No one outs anyone before she is ready. No one threatens a girl in a wheelchair. No one proposes to a girl whose and thereby tempers her dreams which were always bigger than a town named after a unliked bean.
And they still win nationals because now at least everyone in Glee Club can dance.
Stick to the basketball team, Finn. Far, far away from the dance floor.
THE END.
– www.afterellen.com/content/2012/05/afterellencom-huddle-getting-rid-most-annoying-tv-characters (via theparanoicislogical) Via ≡ You can't break up the Unholy Trinity ♔waldosia
n. [Brit. wallesia] a condition characterized by scanning faces in a crowd looking for a specific person who would have no reason to be there, which is your brain’s way of checking to see whether they’re still in your life, subconsciously patting its emotional pockets before it leaves for the day.
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