more gif for friend,
look at this Crab, it’s cheering for you! go go go go.
cheer up friend~
I’ll be reading if anyone’s needs me….not like it mattered anywY
do friend need cute/funny things?
IT KINDA HIT ME THAT SOMETHING HORRIBLE COULD HAPPEN TO ONE OF MY INTERNET FRIENDS AND I’D NEVER KNOW AND I’D SIT HERE AND WAIT AND WAIT FOR THEM AND THEY’D NEVER COME BACK SO I JUST WANT TO SAY I LOVE ALL OF YOU OKAY NO MATTER WHAT HAPPENS TO YOU GUYS OR TO ME OR ANYTHING OKAY I LOVE ALL OF YOU SO MUCH
Some of you are reblogging because you think its funny that programmers would talk to ducks. I’m reblogging because I think its funny picturing a programmer explaining their code, realizing what they did when they explain the bad code, then grabbing the strangling the duck while yelling “WHY WAS THE FIX THAT SIMPLE!? AM I GOING BLIND!”
AS A PROGRAMMER I CAN TELL YOU THAT THIS IS EXACTLY WHAT YOU FUCKING DO WE HAD TO BAN THE DUCKS FROM MY CLASSES BECAUSE EVERYONE WOULD FLIP THE DUCK OR THROW IT AT A WALL OR SOMETHING WHEN THEY FIGURED OUT THE PROBLEM IN THEIR CODE
I don’t have any skin tone colour pencils…
little drawing of my seafoam dragons.
just in case you somehow forgot how horrible the pro life movement is
if people have the right to the hospital then i have the right to critically wound them
If people have the right to education then I have the right to give them brain damage
If people have the right to speak freely then I have the right to silence them permanently.
"I learned at a very young age how fragile life is. When I was 15 years old I found out I had a brain tumor. The doctors said I had a very small chance that I could outlive it. The only alternative was to get on a long waiting list for open face surgery in hopes of removing it. I guess the first blessing happened on my 16th birthday, when the surgery was scheduled. I found out shortly after waking from the surgery that they went into the palette of the roof of my mouth instead of opening up my entire face. I guess you could say that was the second blessing. But the real blessing was that I overcame it completely and I survived something that most people never live through. I was close to death and I escaped it, and now I celebrate life because of it.
I wanted to be free. After this literal escape from death, I had some challenges at home and left at a very young age to spend my teenage years literally on the streets. I started with a hitchhiking tour all through Canada. Essentially I was homeless, sleeping on rooftops and under bridges and free. I met tons of interesting people, and experienced life to the fullest. Surviving the death sentence of a brain tumor was like defying death. I felt like the walking dead. I wasn’t supposed to be here. The doctors had told me there was no hope. But here I was, alive and breathing and being so free to live my life. When you live on the streets, you really appreciate just being alive. On the streets, you don’t have first or last names. So they started to call me Zombie, a person who is living but so close to death.”
He has a beautiful smile
he has a beautiful everything
he has a cupcake tattoo on his butt