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Looked: She literally looked over my shoulder and said this…
Looked: She literally looked over my shoulder and said this…

She literally looked over my shoulder and said this…

Looked: After a severe allergic reaction to walnuts, this is how the doctors labeled me at the hospital. People who looked at my wristband must’ve think I escaped the psych ward.
Looked: After a severe allergic reaction to walnuts, this is how the doctors labeled me at the hospital. People who looked at my wristband must’ve think I escaped the psych ward.

After a severe allergic reaction to walnuts, this is how the doctors labeled me at the hospital. People who looked at my wristband must’v...

Looked: After a severe allergic reaction to walnuts, this is how the doctors labeled me at the hospital. People who looked at my wristband must’ve think I escaped the psych ward.
Looked: After a severe allergic reaction to walnuts, this is how the doctors labeled me at the hospital. People who looked at my wristband must’ve think I escaped the psych ward.

After a severe allergic reaction to walnuts, this is how the doctors labeled me at the hospital. People who looked at my wristband must’v...

Looked: Was watching Avatar when i looked in my yard and saw a similar scene. Ive now named the statue Aang.
Looked: Was watching Avatar when i looked in my yard and saw a similar scene. Ive now named the statue Aang.

Was watching Avatar when i looked in my yard and saw a similar scene. Ive now named the statue Aang.

Looked: Elliot’s owner shares what he looked like at 4 weeks vs full grown, with his favorite toy (via)
Looked: Elliot’s owner shares what he looked like at 4 weeks vs full grown, with his favorite toy (via)

Elliot’s owner shares what he looked like at 4 weeks vs full grown, with his favorite toy (via)

Looked: dogiest-doge: meeko-mar: I’ve never actually seen what it looked like before Mt. Rushmore…it’s so saddening. P r e a c h
Looked: dogiest-doge:
meeko-mar:
I’ve never actually seen what it looked like before Mt. Rushmore…it’s so saddening.
P r e a c h

dogiest-doge: meeko-mar: I’ve never actually seen what it looked like before Mt. Rushmore…it’s so saddening. P r e a c h

Looked: It looked like he went Black SSJ3 for a sec by ryan_bigl MORE MEMES
Looked: It looked like he went Black SSJ3 for a sec by ryan_bigl
MORE MEMES

It looked like he went Black SSJ3 for a sec by ryan_bigl MORE MEMES

Looked: It looked like he went Black SSJ3 for a sec
Looked: It looked like he went Black SSJ3 for a sec

It looked like he went Black SSJ3 for a sec

Looked: We all looked at eachother with the look that says it definitely won the round
Looked: We all looked at eachother with the look that says it definitely won the round

We all looked at eachother with the look that says it definitely won the round

Looked: We all looked at eachother with the look that says it definitely won the round
Looked: We all looked at eachother with the look that says it definitely won the round

We all looked at eachother with the look that says it definitely won the round

Looked: Had to have the vet shave my cat to treat a skin issue, and he looked so fake no one believed these photos were real.
Looked: Had to have the vet shave my cat to treat a skin issue, and he looked so fake no one believed these photos were real.

Had to have the vet shave my cat to treat a skin issue, and he looked so fake no one believed these photos were real.

Looked: You looked right at me
Looked: You looked right at me

You looked right at me

Looked: You looked right at me by ravielvin7 MORE MEMES
Looked: You looked right at me by ravielvin7
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You looked right at me by ravielvin7 MORE MEMES

Looked: skeyehigh: @aglionbysource hunt: favorite quotes It was the way she felt when she looked at the s t a r s. inspo
Looked: skeyehigh:
@aglionbysource hunt: favorite quotes
It was the way she felt when she looked at the s t a r s.

inspo

skeyehigh: @aglionbysource hunt: favorite quotes It was the way she felt when she looked at the s t a r s. inspo

Looked: It’s beautiful. I’ve looked at it for 5 hours now. by blAviken14 MORE MEMES
Looked: It’s beautiful. I’ve looked at it for 5 hours now. by blAviken14
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It’s beautiful. I’ve looked at it for 5 hours now. by blAviken14 MORE MEMES

Looked: It’s beautiful. I’ve looked at it for 5 hours now.
Looked: It’s beautiful. I’ve looked at it for 5 hours now.

It’s beautiful. I’ve looked at it for 5 hours now.

Looked: It looked good by 1banana2potato MORE MEMES
Looked: It looked good by 1banana2potato
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It looked good by 1banana2potato MORE MEMES

Looked: rubitrightintomyeyes: theonion: Rock Apparently Factors Into Girlfriend’s Shower Routine SEATTLE—Saying he was confused about the full extent of its purpose as well as its overall benefit, local man Jacob Ferris, 25, nonetheless surmised today that the oblong rock located in girlfriend Sarah Milstein’s shower caddy must somehow factor into her bathing routine, sources confirmed. “I guess at some point while she’s showering, she rubs a rock on her body,” said Ferris, expressing what he claimed was “the only possible conclusion” about the light-gray rock in his girlfriend’s bathroom. “I mean, it looks sort of nice, so she could just have it there for decoration or something. But it’s usually right near all the other soaps and her loofah, so I think it’s probably something she actually uses while under the water.” “I really don’t know how it all works,” Ferris added. “All I know is that in between Sarah getting into the shower and getting out, there’s a rock involved.” Ferris, who said he was unable to determine exactly when in the showering process the rock first comes into play, told reporters he is equally clueless about what part of the body the rock is used on. In addition, Ferris said he occasionally inspects the roughly 3-ounce object when he’s in Milstein’s shower, and told reporters that the rock is nearly always wet and is occasionally moved to slightly different spots within the bathtub, leading him to believe that his girlfriend uses it fairly regularly. He also noted his girlfriend’s bathing time never seems particularly longer than the average person’s considering she has added a rock into the mix. Ferris added that all attempts to incorporate the rock into his own shower routine have ultimately been unsuccessful. “I tried rubbing it on my skin once, and it hurt,” Ferris said, concluding that pouring soap and water directly onto the rock neither made it softer nor easier on his skin. “I could maybe see how it could get some dirt off of your body, but it seems too painful to work. Her skin usually looks nice though, so maybe I’m wrong.” “There is a chance it could be a hair thing,” Ferris continued. “Maybe she rubs the rock in her hair? I don’t know.” Ferris confirmed he has considered numerous reasons for why his girlfriend uses the rock in the shower, including that she has some type of skin condition, that the rock is some sort of weird tradition her family has, or that everyone uses rocks in the shower and he has been out of the loop the entire time. “It could be for cleaning the bathtub,” said Ferris, adding he once suspected the rock was a device for making the bathroom smell nice, but then noticed it had no discernible smell whatsoever. “Like every few weekends she scrubs the tub with this rock? I guess I could see Sarah doing that.” While Ferris said he is mostly certain that the rock was initially purchased at a home goods store of some kind, he was not able to completely rule out the possibility it was just a rock that his girlfriend found on the ground and decided to put in her shower. “I wonder if I should put a rock in my shower for when she’s over here,” said Ferris, who said he once tried to locate a rock at a Bed Bath & Beyond, but left after not wanting to walk up to a sales clerk and ask them where they kept their “shower rocks.” “Or I could just tell her to leave a rock at my place if she wants.” “I’m probably not going to do that,” Ferris added. At press time, a visibly perplexed Ferris had seen the rock sitting in Milstein’s trashcan and then looked in the shower to see another rock sitting in its place.
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theonion:

Rock Apparently Factors Into Girlfriend’s Shower Routine
SEATTLE—Saying he was confused about the full extent of its purpose as well as its overall benefit, local man Jacob Ferris, 25, nonetheless surmised today that the oblong rock located in girlfriend Sarah Milstein’s shower caddy must somehow factor into her bathing routine, sources confirmed.
“I guess at some point while she’s showering, she rubs a rock on her body,” said Ferris, expressing what he claimed was “the only possible conclusion” about the light-gray rock in his girlfriend’s bathroom. “I mean, it looks sort of nice, so she could just have it there for decoration or something. But it’s usually right near all the other soaps and her loofah, so I think it’s probably something she actually uses while under the water.”
“I really don’t know how it all works,” Ferris added. “All I know is that in between Sarah getting into the shower and getting out, there’s a rock involved.”
Ferris, who said he was unable to determine exactly when in the showering process the rock first comes into play, told reporters he is equally clueless about what part of the body the rock is used on.
In addition, Ferris said he occasionally inspects the roughly 3-ounce object when he’s in Milstein’s shower, and told reporters that the rock is nearly always wet and is occasionally moved to slightly different spots within the bathtub, leading him to believe that his girlfriend uses it fairly regularly. He also noted his girlfriend’s bathing time never seems particularly longer than the average person’s considering she has added a rock into the mix.
Ferris added that all attempts to incorporate the rock into his own shower routine have ultimately been unsuccessful.
“I tried rubbing it on my skin once, and it hurt,” Ferris said, concluding that pouring soap and water directly onto the rock neither made it softer nor easier on his skin. “I could maybe see how it could get some dirt off of your body, but it seems too painful to work. Her skin usually looks nice though, so maybe I’m wrong.”
“There is a chance it could be a hair thing,” Ferris continued. “Maybe she rubs the rock in her hair? I don’t know.”
Ferris confirmed he has considered numerous reasons for why his girlfriend uses the rock in the shower, including that she has some type of skin condition, that the rock is some sort of weird tradition her family has, or that everyone uses rocks in the shower and he has been out of the loop the entire time.
“It could be for cleaning the bathtub,” said Ferris, adding he once suspected the rock was a device for making the bathroom smell nice, but then noticed it had no discernible smell whatsoever. “Like every few weekends she scrubs the tub with this rock? I guess I could see Sarah doing that.”
While Ferris said he is mostly certain that the rock was initially purchased at a home goods store of some kind, he was not able to completely rule out the possibility it was just a rock that his girlfriend found on the ground and decided to put in her shower.
“I wonder if I should put a rock in my shower for when she’s over here,” said Ferris, who said he once tried to locate a rock at a Bed Bath & Beyond, but left after not wanting to walk up to a sales clerk and ask them where they kept their “shower rocks.” “Or I could just tell her to leave a rock at my place if she wants.”
“I’m probably not going to do that,” Ferris added.
At press time, a visibly perplexed Ferris had seen the rock sitting in Milstein’s trashcan and then looked in the shower to see another rock sitting in its place.

rubitrightintomyeyes: theonion: Rock Apparently Factors Into Girlfriend’s Shower Routine SEATTLE—Saying he was confused about the full...

Looked: animalrates: This is Pebbles. He got a carrot because he looked so h*ckin handsome in his new bow tie. 13/10 super good dog‬ @pebblesisidore (via)
Looked: animalrates:

This is Pebbles. He got a carrot because he looked so h*ckin handsome in his new bow tie. 13/10 super good dog‬ @pebblesisidore (via)

animalrates: This is Pebbles. He got a carrot because he looked so h*ckin handsome in his new bow tie. 13/10 super good dog‬ @pebblesisi...

Looked: My nephew turned 6 a few days ago. He loves sharks a desperately wanted a cake that looked like a shark eating a person, so my sister made this.
Looked: My nephew turned 6 a few days ago. He loves sharks a desperately wanted a cake that looked like a shark eating a person, so my sister made this.

My nephew turned 6 a few days ago. He loves sharks a desperately wanted a cake that looked like a shark eating a person, so my sister mad...

Looked: My nephew turned 6 a few days ago. He loves sharks a desperately wanted a cake that looked like a shark eating a person, so my sister made this.
Looked: My nephew turned 6 a few days ago. He loves sharks a desperately wanted a cake that looked like a shark eating a person, so my sister made this.

My nephew turned 6 a few days ago. He loves sharks a desperately wanted a cake that looked like a shark eating a person, so my sister mad...

Looked: bogleech: lynati: movemequotes: Once a little boy went to school.One morningThe teacher said:“Today we are going to make a picture.”“Good!” thought the little boy.He liked to make all kinds;Lions and tigers,Chickens and cows,Trains and boats;And he took out his box of crayonsAnd began to draw. But the teacher said, “Wait!”“It is not time to begin!”And she waited until everyone looked ready.“Now,” said the teacher,“We are going to make flowers.”“Good!” thought the little boy,He liked to make beautiful onesWith his pink and orange and blue crayons.But the teacher said “Wait!”“And I will show you how.”And it was red, with a green stem.“There,” said the teacher,“Now you may begin.” The little boy looked at his teacher’s flowerThen he looked at his own flower.He liked his flower better than the teacher’sBut he did not say this.He just turned his paper over,And made a flower like the teacher’s.It was red, with a green stem. On another dayThe teacher said:“Today we are going to make something with clay.”“Good!” thought the little boy;He liked clay.He could make all kinds of things with clay:Snakes and snowmen,Elephants and mice,Cars and trucksAnd he began to pull and pinchHis ball of clay. But the teacher said, “Wait!”“It is not time to begin!”And she waited until everyone looked ready.“Now,” said the teacher,“We are going to make a dish.”“Good!” thought the little boy,He liked to make dishes.And he began to make someThat were all shapes and sizes. But the teacher said “Wait!”“And I will show you how.”And she showed everyone how to makeOne deep dish.“There,” said the teacher,“Now you may begin.” The little boy looked at the teacher’s dish;Then he looked at his own.He liked his better than the teacher’sBut he did not say this.He just rolled his clay into a big ball againAnd made a dish like the teacher’s.It was a deep dish. And pretty soonThe little boy learned to wait,And to watchAnd to make things just like the teacher.And pretty soonHe didn’t make things of his own anymore. Then it happenedThat the little boy and his familyMoved to another house,In another city,And the little boyHad to go to another school. The teacher said:“Today we are going to make a picture.”“Good!” thought the little boy.And he waited for the teacherTo tell what to do.But the teacher didn’t say anything.She just walked around the room. When she came to the little boyShe asked, “Don’t you want to make a picture?”“Yes,” said the little boy.“What are we going to make?”“I don’t know until you make it,” said the teacher.“How shall I make it?” asked the little boy.“Why, anyway you like,” said the teacher.“And any color?” asked the little boy.“Any color,” said the teacher.And he began to make a red flower with a green stem. ~Helen Buckley, The Little Boy … I hate that I hesitated to reblog this just because I expect people to think it’s pretentious or melodramatic when it’s seriously real as fuck and I’ve witnessed it
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lynati:

movemequotes:

Once a little boy went to school.One morningThe teacher said:“Today we are going to make a picture.”“Good!” thought the little boy.He liked to make all kinds;Lions and tigers,Chickens and cows,Trains and boats;And he took out his box of crayonsAnd began to draw.
But the teacher said, “Wait!”“It is not time to begin!”And she waited until everyone looked ready.“Now,” said the teacher,“We are going to make flowers.”“Good!” thought the little boy,He liked to make beautiful onesWith his pink and orange and blue crayons.But the teacher said “Wait!”“And I will show you how.”And it was red, with a green stem.“There,” said the teacher,“Now you may begin.”
The little boy looked at his teacher’s flowerThen he looked at his own flower.He liked his flower better than the teacher’sBut he did not say this.He just turned his paper over,And made a flower like the teacher’s.It was red, with a green stem.
On another dayThe teacher said:“Today we are going to make something with clay.”“Good!” thought the little boy;He liked clay.He could make all kinds of things with clay:Snakes and snowmen,Elephants and mice,Cars and trucksAnd he began to pull and pinchHis ball of clay.
But the teacher said, “Wait!”“It is not time to begin!”And she waited until everyone looked ready.“Now,” said the teacher,“We are going to make a dish.”“Good!” thought the little boy,He liked to make dishes.And he began to make someThat were all shapes and sizes.
But the teacher said “Wait!”“And I will show you how.”And she showed everyone how to makeOne deep dish.“There,” said the teacher,“Now you may begin.”
The little boy looked at the teacher’s dish;Then he looked at his own.He liked his better than the teacher’sBut he did not say this.He just rolled his clay into a big ball againAnd made a dish like the teacher’s.It was a deep dish.
And pretty soonThe little boy learned to wait,And to watchAnd to make things just like the teacher.And pretty soonHe didn’t make things of his own anymore.
Then it happenedThat the little boy and his familyMoved to another house,In another city,And the little boyHad to go to another school.
The teacher said:“Today we are going to make a picture.”“Good!” thought the little boy.And he waited for the teacherTo tell what to do.But the teacher didn’t say anything.She just walked around the room.
When she came to the little boyShe asked, “Don’t you want to make a picture?”“Yes,” said the little boy.“What are we going to make?”“I don’t know until you make it,” said the teacher.“How shall I make it?” asked the little boy.“Why, anyway you like,” said the teacher.“And any color?” asked the little boy.“Any color,” said the teacher.And he began to make a red flower with a green stem.
~Helen Buckley, The Little Boy

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I hate that I hesitated to reblog this just because I expect people to think it’s pretentious or melodramatic when it’s seriously real as fuck and I’ve witnessed it

bogleech: lynati: movemequotes: Once a little boy went to school.One morningThe teacher said:“Today we are going to make a picture.”“G...

Looked: ups-dogs: The Bandanna of Betrayal.The Shawl of Shame.The Horrible Hankie of Hunger.The Do-Rag of Dietary Deprivation and Despair.Upon my arrival at the Patricia Green Winery in Newberg Oregon, I was confronted with a horrific sight that left me with an awful and impossible dilemma; I could either respect the cruel and inexplicable demands of the customer by denying biscuits to their dog Maggie, or I could break their rules and yield to the almost hypnotic, yearning gaze of her pleading eyes as she beseeched me to proffer her daily treats.I considered my options carefully as I looked around to see if anyone was watching. Their wishes were clear, but what harm could *one* biscuit possibly do? What kind of barbaric monster would force their sweet dog to wear a sign around her neck prohibiting treats? How could I possibly be expected to withhold her daily Milk Bone? What had she done to deserve such barbaric treatment? And how many biscuits could I sneak to her without getting busted?Fortunately, my questions were soon answered by the arrival of her owner who graciously explained the reason for this seemingly abusive act. It turns out that the vineyard had been hosting their annual fall wine tasting all week long, and was providing the guests with salami, prosciutto, breads, and various types of gourmet cheeses to be paired with the wines. And in her role as official tasting room mascot, Maggie was allowed to circulate freely amongst the guests, who of course were rendered as powerless as I by her beseeching gaze. The result of their copious offerings of such rich meats and sharp cheeses upon her digestive system are best left to the imagination, and her humans were left with no alternative but to take drastic action in order to prevent Miss Maggie the Manipulative and Malodorous Moocher from rendering the tasting room uninhabitable.Fortunately for her, however, the feeding ban did NOT apply to ordinary dog biscuits, thus leaving me free to be the hero and ease her pangs of hunger on what turned out to be Quadruple Biscuit Friday. All was right with the world once again!By Scott Hodges.
Looked: ups-dogs:

The Bandanna of Betrayal.The Shawl of Shame.The Horrible Hankie of Hunger.The Do-Rag of Dietary Deprivation and Despair.Upon my arrival at the Patricia Green Winery in Newberg Oregon, I was confronted with a horrific sight that left me with an awful and impossible dilemma; I could either respect the cruel and inexplicable demands of the customer by denying biscuits to their dog Maggie, or I could break their rules and yield to the almost hypnotic, yearning gaze of her pleading eyes as she beseeched me to proffer her daily treats.I considered my options carefully as I looked around to see if anyone was watching. Their wishes were clear, but what harm could *one* biscuit possibly do? What kind of barbaric monster would force their sweet dog to wear a sign around her neck prohibiting treats? How could I possibly be expected to withhold her daily Milk Bone? What had she done to deserve such barbaric treatment? And how many biscuits could I sneak to her without getting busted?Fortunately, my questions were soon answered by the arrival of her owner who graciously explained the reason for this seemingly abusive act. It turns out that the vineyard had been hosting their annual fall wine tasting all week long, and was providing the guests with salami, prosciutto, breads, and various types of gourmet cheeses to be paired with the wines. And in her role as official tasting room mascot, Maggie was allowed to circulate freely amongst the guests, who of course were rendered as powerless as I by her beseeching gaze. The result of their copious offerings of such rich meats and sharp cheeses upon her digestive system are best left to the imagination, and her humans were left with no alternative but to take drastic action in order to prevent Miss Maggie the Manipulative and Malodorous Moocher from rendering the tasting room uninhabitable.Fortunately for her, however, the feeding ban did NOT apply to ordinary dog biscuits, thus leaving me free to be the hero and ease her pangs of hunger on what turned out to be Quadruple Biscuit Friday. All was right with the world once again!By Scott Hodges.

ups-dogs: The Bandanna of Betrayal.The Shawl of Shame.The Horrible Hankie of Hunger.The Do-Rag of Dietary Deprivation and Despair.Upon m...

Looked: I Knew That Quarantine Protester Looked Familiar…
Looked: I Knew That Quarantine Protester Looked Familiar…

I Knew That Quarantine Protester Looked Familiar…

Looked: My wife said our daughter looked cute. I replied that she looks like Nathan from South Park.
Looked: My wife said our daughter looked cute. I replied that she looks like Nathan from South Park.

My wife said our daughter looked cute. I replied that she looks like Nathan from South Park.

Looked: My wife said our daughter looked cute. I replied that she looks like Nathan from South Park.
Looked: My wife said our daughter looked cute. I replied that she looks like Nathan from South Park.

My wife said our daughter looked cute. I replied that she looks like Nathan from South Park.

Looked: My friend thought her chicken nugget looked like a lamb so she gave him tooth pick legs
Looked: My friend thought her chicken nugget looked like a lamb so she gave him tooth pick legs

My friend thought her chicken nugget looked like a lamb so she gave him tooth pick legs

Looked: schwarzekatzen: positive-memes: collection of wholesome memes with cute twist endings… I looked at the comments and dont worry they’re indeed separate memes Yes of course 😊
Looked: schwarzekatzen:

positive-memes:

collection of wholesome memes with cute twist endings…


I looked at the comments and dont worry they’re indeed separate memes


Yes of course 😊

schwarzekatzen: positive-memes: collection of wholesome memes with cute twist endings… I looked at the comments and dont worry they’r...

Looked: My parents wanted to see my brother for his 32nd birthday. This is what he saw when he looked out his window. What a strange time.
Looked: My parents wanted to see my brother for his 32nd birthday. This is what he saw when he looked out his window. What a strange time.

My parents wanted to see my brother for his 32nd birthday. This is what he saw when he looked out his window. What a strange time.

Looked: My parents wanted to see my brother for his 32nd birthday. This is what he saw when he looked out his window. What a strange time.
Looked: My parents wanted to see my brother for his 32nd birthday. This is what he saw when he looked out his window. What a strange time.

My parents wanted to see my brother for his 32nd birthday. This is what he saw when he looked out his window. What a strange time.

Looked: My parents wanted to see my brother for his 32nd birthday. This is what he saw when he looked out his window. What a strange time.
Looked: My parents wanted to see my brother for his 32nd birthday. This is what he saw when he looked out his window. What a strange time.

My parents wanted to see my brother for his 32nd birthday. This is what he saw when he looked out his window. What a strange time.

Looked: My six year old looked at me all serious and said “mom, can I Lion King the baby?”. This is what ensued.
Looked: My six year old looked at me all serious and said “mom, can I Lion King the baby?”. This is what ensued.

My six year old looked at me all serious and said “mom, can I Lion King the baby?”. This is what ensued.

Looked: My six year old looked at me all serious and said “mom, can I Lion King the baby?”. This is what ensued.
Looked: My six year old looked at me all serious and said “mom, can I Lion King the baby?”. This is what ensued.

My six year old looked at me all serious and said “mom, can I Lion King the baby?”. This is what ensued.