I asked the FireFly question, but I was too cool to login…because cool people forget stuff…right? (FS needs direct messaging) You mean the Firefly question on Jay’s page? That’s cool. I don’t know that I know you. Either way, anything that will get Jay to watch Firefly is a good thing. sup? questions, comments, whatevs:
I NEED PYTHON
christoph just said that his beard is taking over...
No-Shave February aka Wiskurary
fuckyeahbeards: Let’s make February a month without razors… no shaving allowed, let us all Build-A-Beard!! It’s time for men to look like men, at least for one month. Let these words inspire you: “He that hath a beard is more than a youth, and he that hath no beard is less than a man.” — William Shakespeare Much Ado about Nothing. Act II Scene 1 “We have now for many centuries triumphed over...
fuckyeahbeards: can anyone make us a layout or something. you can be paid in canned corn and lots o’ tumblr love i could maybe. what exactly would you want? I reblog some of your stuff to beardymenwithcats.
random but beard.
i need to watch tropic thunder
It's snowy out, why aren't more people...
with kittens and pretties
my tumblr looks really, really ugly if you look at it from internet explorer.
@BrandonEdge: @reasaurus likes to re-blog me late at night. Yes, yes I do.
Alcohol is a drug.
brandonedge: Drug (definition)-something and often an illegal substance that causes addiction, habituation, or a marked change in consciousness. When alcohol reaches the brain, it interferes with communication between nerve cells, by interacting with the receptors on some cells. The alcohol suppresses excitatory nerve pathway activity and increases inhibitory nerve pathway activity. Among other...
Sex Drive: How Do Men and Women Compare? →
brandonedge: I read about random things that interest me. oh my fucking god this article references baumeister.
Something ate the whiskerino.org. A rogue robot or cowardly wizard or something.– m0tke
Despite appearances, love isn’t really an ocean. It’s just drops of water...– Me, in an email, then fighting the urge to burn it into some varnished gnarled wood slices to be sold and hung on walls. Maybe some will be clocks. (via luckyshirt)
You’re going to wake up with a tattoo of Calvin peeing on Calvin peeing on...– Me, out loud, with my mouth, to a real person, in the real world, to their face, not on the internet. And that’s when I realized that - just as my mother had warned me - I have been making this internet face too long, and it is stuck like this. Just kidding. YOUR mother warned me. Oh crap… (via...