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brownxsugarxlove:


Glass Fracturing At 5 Million Frames Per Second

This is beautiful

*AGGRESSIVELY BREAKS INTO LET IT GO*

actual-kili:

brownxsugarxlove:

Glass Fracturing At 5 Million Frames Per Second

This is beautiful

*AGGRESSIVELY BREAKS INTO LET IT GO*

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myafiani:

Here, have some awkward!Cas gifs 

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THINGS THAT ANNOY ME - Out Of Stock

Let me paint you an ugly story of disappointment and rage. It’s of a thing that had happened to everyone and no one enjoys. Picture it, you’re sat getting really involved in something like a film, tv show, game, music or even epic fail videos on YouTube all the while your hand becomes self aware and continues to feed you things like biscuits, sweets and popcorn while your mind is fixated on whatever brainwashing thing you desire and all is going well (unless you’re watching Game Of Thrones out The Walking Dead, then things won’t go well as something is going to upset you or piss you off in its storyline) but then your wandering hand freezes, your brain regains consciousness about what your crafty hand has been upto but instantly fills you with dread, you have just potentially eaten the last treat. Without even looking first you frantically start grasping around the packet or bowl trying to feel out any hidden goodness but to no avail so you quickly turn your head towards ground zero, hoping that your hand is playing you for a fool and that at least one foodstuff still linger in the darkens corner of the packet. Your heart sinks and breathing slows as you discover that your hands have not lied and the container is infant empty. The feels begin to kick in as a grown appears to wash over your face, be it a small disappointed look or worst case scenario if you REALLY REALLY liked the product and not yet had your fill and then a look that resembles the Germans faces when they open the lost arc in Indiana Jones. It’s not so much the fact that my packet was empty, it’s the fact that it was a nasty surprise. No matter what you snack on, you will always enjoy the last one more, maybe even take your time to savour it because you are aware that it is in fact, the last one but top have that feeling taken away from yourself is cruel and painful as it’s unexpected and leaves you a hollowed out husk. I wouldn’t of minded if I knew it was the last but because I wasn’t aware it was the last, I was left unsatisfied and with a cup of coffee with nothing to dunk in it except my sorrows.
THINGS I DON’T LIKE - FLIES AND EARS.
I dislike it when a fly enters my home uninvited and I especially don’t like it when its a wasp our a crane fly and the other day, a crane fly entered the man cave. With the window and room door left wide open the scraggly little git had 24 hours to rethink its plans and find a new stronghold but the next day it was still lurking like a stalker. I chose to leave it for a while and start to do Xbox stuff, racing but still having the occasional eye scout for it to keep tabs. After a while it gets bored of the light bulb and I would spot it drifting past the tv so naturally things start getting tense as it mobilised its impending attack. The thing floats around with its lifeless legs just dangling like it’s some form of airborne jellyfish but the cunning little beasts have the ability to vanish without a trace even when you’re following it with your eyes. As tensions run high I continue to race on but as I don’t know where it is then concentration becomes more difficult and hands start getting clammy (because NO ONE LIKES CRANE FLIES) then it launches the first attack by flying past my ear, so close that IT TOUCHES IT WITH ITS GOD AWFUL LEGS! I do the ridiculously stupid looking thing that people do when a fly passes someone’s ear and flail my accelerating hand sound my ear, almost ripping it off before pausing my fishtailing car and jumping to my feet and grabbing the fly killing bb gun (I’m a good soy and I don’t need to go near it because everyone knows that crane flies have a habit of charging at you. Also it’s quicker and smells better then spray). Once locked and loaded I go on the warpath. Taking the splinter cell approach so it can’t give me the slip and pass behind me, I stand and view the surroundings and before long he shows his long face so I train my sights on him and follow his movements. It then made a mistake and flew away from me in a straight line, I use his error to squeeze the trigger. A non-deafening pop erupted from the Dessert Eagle as the mighty plastic ball of doom ejected from the barrel and landed a direct hit. The behemoth fell to the ground, motionless before getting scooped up and deposited out of the window.
I don’t like flies in my vicinity, I don’t like crane flies and I don’t like things skimming past my ear. If large flies hang around for to long, they get shot. Because I’m heartless.
The crane fly in the photos above is not the one that attacked me but one that landed on my shop window and allowed me to take pictures of it.
An online newspaper posted this article, I obviously added the speech bubble and arrows but, am I right? Him and Buzz Lightyear of course.

An online newspaper posted this article, I obviously added the speech bubble and arrows but, am I right? Him and Buzz Lightyear of course.

It’s not uncommon to see 2 cars parked facing away from each other but when I saw these two for some reason, I’m guessing because of their size and because they are rivals but to me it just looks like that they have had an argument. It could just be me that thinks this. Anyway, BMW is the far more superior machine, BMW represent yo!

It’s not uncommon to see 2 cars parked facing away from each other but when I saw these two for some reason, I’m guessing because of their size and because they are rivals but to me it just looks like that they have had an argument. It could just be me that thinks this. Anyway, BMW is the far more superior machine, BMW represent yo!

The day I made a handle for my Mcdonald’s take out coffee. And it worked. Classing it up.

The day I made a handle for my Mcdonald’s take out coffee. And it worked. Classing it up.

This tiny rabbit is one of many wild rabbits that run around the grounds of my work. We do not pose a threat to them or even bother with them so we can get pretty close to them, good for photos then.

This tiny rabbit is one of many wild rabbits that run around the grounds of my work. We do not pose a threat to them or even bother with them so we can get pretty close to them, good for photos then.