Idle Hands was on tv, it was the first time I saw it.
Wtf did I just watch? Seriously!
It’s that time of the year - a look back at how things are going/not going. Not one wish was granted this year, still stuck in a job I absolutely hate, still single, diagnosed with two illnesses that changed my life for the worse. On a positive note, I still have my mother, a job, a car, two cats and a dog and a place to live.
I’m not sure this will be enough to keep me going next year.
Movies touch our hearts and awaken our vision, and change the way we see things. They take us to other places, they open doors and minds. Movies are the memories of our life time, we need to keep them alive.
-Martin Scorsese
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Do we really have to take this?
A friend of mine was moving from her apartment. She asked me to look after some of her things. I agreed and not too long after she asked if her daughter Frances can come pick it up. I agreed and she came over with her boyfriend, who was also the father of her baby. I helped them carry the stuff down to the car, and during the whole visit exchanged possibly 10 words.
Next day I received these texts. I had to created a fiancee I didn’t really have in order for him to stop.
I never told my friend what her daughter’s boyfriend did. Now they are expecting a second child, so as you all see, there was no break up.
So Do we women really have to take this kind of attitude?
Do we have to invent things and people in order to be left alone.
I don’t want to have my titties banged.
I am not an easy lay.
I don’t deserve this.
Why do I go from being called “cute” “smart” and “pretty” in the beginning of the conversation, to “fatty” “bitch” and “ugly” in the end?
Reblog if you are against sexual harassment.
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I will never get over the inequality that men’s jackets have inside pockets and women’s jackets don’t.
Amen.
I have nowhere to put my sonic screwdriver.
or my fake fbi badge
Or my pocket magnifying glass
or my wand
or my psychic paper
Or my precious
I lost it at my precious
so did smeageol
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you gotta be more specific dean
How did these guys outlive every other character on the show???
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After succumbing to a fever of some sort in 1705, Irish woman Margorie McCall was hastily buried to prevent the spread of whatever had done her in. Margorie was buried with a valuable ring, which her husband had been unable to remove due to swelling. This made her an even better target for body snatchers, who could cash in on both the corpse and the ring.
The evening after Margorie was buried, before the soil had even settled, the grave-robbers showed up and started digging. Unable to pry the ring off the finger, they decided to cut the finger off. As soon as blood was drawn, Margorie awoke from her coma, sat straight up and screamed.
The fate of the grave-robbers remains unknown. One story says the men dropped dead on the spot, while another claims they fled and never returned to their chosen profession.
Margorie climbed out of the hole and made her way back to her home.
Her husband John, a doctor, was at home with the children when he heard a knock at the door. He told the children, “If your mother were still alive, I’d swear that was her knock.”
When he opened the door to find his wife standing there, dressed in her burial clothes, blood dripping from her finger but very much alive, he dropped dead to the floor. He was buried in the plot Margorie had vacated.
Margorie went on to re-marry and have several children. When she did finally die, she was returned to Shankill Cemetery in Lurgan, Ireland, where her gravestone still stands. It bears the inscription “Lived Once, Buried Twice.”
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I have to say this about Misha Collins as an actor; when he’s good, he’s good but when he’s bad, he’s really secondhandembarrassment bad. And he is often bad.
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