I tried to draw Marisa so obviously some weird robotic eye is required.
If I ever see any of you in public, the code is “I like your shoelaces”that way we know we’re from tumblr without revealing anything
I’m just going to say this to strangers until i find a tumblr person
must keep reblogering!! Im going to be so suspicious if any one tells me this now!
Remember the answer is: I stole them from the president.
REBLOG: go to your blog and click the egg to see what hatches
I got Sonic the Hedgehog.
Sonic the Hedgehog.
Maybe I cracked the egg too fast.
I love how Tumblr teaches us how to be perfect criminals.
Also, if you’re burying a full body, make sure you bury them vertically. Satellites orbiting earth look for holes that are approx. 6ft long because that’s suspicious. Ideally though, drain your body of fluids in a tub ((mix fluids with bleach and let them soak before draining and take precautions to keep your house from smelling like death from your sink and whatnot. Draining the body also keeps decomp at bay a bit and makes it easier to portion)) and cut it to bits. It’s easier to bury a head than a whole body, and takes less time so you don’t have to tell your neighbors, “Oh, I’m night gardening!”
Also, if a dog happens across it, it’s more likely it will devour a single body part than all of your ex-husband.
Another method is to put it into a septic tank. They’re a plethora of bacteria, and the smell of waste covers the smell of decomposition very well.
You should also destroy all teeth, massacre the face and burn fingerprints/remove finger tips to keep from identifying by anything other than DNA.…I didn’t come up with these ideas, just what I’ve gleaned from reading on the internet.
i used to joke about Tumblr teaching us how to get away with murder, but fuck, man
the thing is when i see this i want to go kill a man just because i have the knowledge
thanks tumblr
Remember when you’re at the crime scene to wipe down all surfaces and then take the victims hands and touch things with them. Pick up cups and run the hands along table tops. A room with zero fingerprints is very suspicious.
If you live near the ocean you can drain the body and cut up the cadaver into small pieces then mix it all together with fish parts and dispose of it easily by pretending to chum the water for fish and sharks. Actually do chum the water a bit before dumping in your victim to be sure there are plenty of hungry fish around. Stick around and fish for a while so anyone who happens to see you won’t get suspicious. This way you don’t have any body parts lying around waiting to be dug up and identified. Plus you might catch a marlin or something.
PLUS YOU MIGHT CATCH A MARLIN
I’ve always wanted a marlin.
I ripped my bones from my
Body
Built a bridge across the river
Styx
You never cherished my
Well-being
Yet I still walk along side your
Soul
Across this dastardly bridge so you’re not
Alone
Age 4,
He sat in the funeral home
Where his great grandmother laid,
Stiff as a board, pale as a ghost,
Eyes closed, wearing a baby-blue dress,
The boy never lifted his head,
Never even questioned why his grandmother
Was laying in the coffin,
He played his gameboy in silence and shifted in his seat…
rubber barber - create hairstyles for each character by simply erasing
(via charzblue)
Where are these erasers when you need them?
On April Fool’s day everyone on tumblr should change their icon to different variations of Nicolas Cage’s face
Or all follow Cole Sprouse on Twitter, then unfollow him the next day and say it was a social experiment
everybody reblog this
spread the news
This isn’t something I would typically reblog, but I figured since it was on my dash I would share a story with everyone.
Back in October, I went to a Pierce The Veil and Sleeping With Sirens concert and something happened. I’m not sure what made me do this, and I’m not saying I regret doing it, but it’s not something I wouldn’t normally do to a stranger. To make a long story short, at the concert I drifted away from the friends I went with and found myself beside a girl whose wrists were covered in scars. Some of her scars still had dry blood surrounding them. I could tell she was under a lot of emotional stress and pain, just by looking at her face. We talked occasionally throughout the concert, sharing our love for each band. When this song started playing, some voice within me kept saying, “Reach for her hand. Just do it. You know she needs to know someone cares.” When Vic began singing this line,“I kissed the scars on her skin, I still think you’re beautiful, and I don’t ever wanna lose my bestfriend,”I gently took her hand in mine, flipped her arm over, and kissed her scars. She looked at me with the most beautiful smile I have ever seen. And I knew this smile wasn’t a fake smile she had mastered. It was pure happiness, radiating from her face. That night I realized how much of a difference a small action like that could impact someone’s life. I encourage everyone to perform at least one small, kind gesture for someone who needs it most.
i know i’ve reblogged this like a zillion times but i have to again because of how amazing that is ^^^^
this is the most beautiful thing i have ever read ^
So for those of you may or may not know the organization PETA is people against animal cruelty.
Well let me tell you a story that I just found out today.
Our dog Boulder is a show dog and he was at a show a few weeks or so ago. PETA was also there and they were protesting how dog shows are inhumane.
So what did they fucking do? They let all/most of the dogs out of their kennels and put rat poison inside the kennels.
Boulder got sick after the show and as they were doing tests and everything they found the rat poison in his system. PETA killed my dog.
My dog Boulder has cancer now which spread to his kidney and his lungs. He is not going to make it. He has lost a lot of weight and needs to be fed by hand because of fucking PETA.
So I want you guys to spread this like wildfire. Tell everyone about this. Because of PETA we are losing a member of our family who is near and dear to us.
fuck.
FUCK PETA.
*snarling and rage*








