REBLOG AND SEE IF YOU GET A COLOR.
PURPLE: I don’t talk to you but I really love your blog.
YELLOW: I wish we were friends in real life.
RED: (make your own for red)
GREY: I wish we talked more
TURQUOISE: I would hug you if we met
PINK: I love your blog it’s one of my favourites
TEAL: You annoy me at times.
BLUE: You are my tumblr crush.
ORANGE: I don’t like your blog.
WHITE: MARRY ME PLEASE.
GREEN: I think you’re cute.
CORAL: You should give more promos
BLACK: I would date you
BROWN: I don’t like you.
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i hate myself for that but i kinda fell for someone here on tumblr
When I was in preschool there was this really weird system of time-out where they’d put you in this giant plastic bucket sort of like this one:
And the rule was you couldn’t leave the bucket for ten minutes.
In case you didn’t know, I was what the teachers referred to as a “difficult child” which is code for “walking entity of sass” so I was in the time-out bucket quite a bit.
Once they put me in the bucket for thirty minutes— and I thought that was incredibly unfair so I grabbed the handles and shifted my body repeatedly until the bucket and I were out of the classroom, in the hallway, and through the front door. They found me in the parking lot scooting to freedom in the time-out bucket. The teachers were furious and I said, “Hey, I never left the bucket”
So they called my mum and told her what I did and she just said, “Well, he never left the bucket.”
I haven’t laughed so hard in ages
THIS WILL ALWAYS BE MY FAVORITE POST
TONIGHT, MY BUCKET, WE RIDE TO FREEDOM!
FOR NARNIA! AND FOR ASLAN!
WE RIDE AT DAWN
all the awards to this old man