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goteamjosh:

ispeakinhaiku:

kev-n:

keyofmgy:

candlehat:

thejediwalking:

Look Sir…
Droids

LAUGHING MY F*CKING ASS OFF OH MY GOD

THE PHOTO I HAVE BEEN WAITING FOR SINCE I WAS THIRTEEN

these are the droids were looking for

*sobs*

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zodiacchic:

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boobs95:

cubedborg:

Take this to heart ladies…

Poor duck

I agree with the top one, but like, poor ickle duck duck. :(

justthatgirlsguardian:

THISTHISTHISTHISTHISTHIS

doctorwho:

via Radio Times:

Doctor Who’s festive special will air on Christmas Day at 5.15pm on BBC1 in an hour-long slot, the BBC has confirmed. 

The episode, entitled The Snowmen and written by Steven Moffat, will see Matt Smith’s Doctor teaming up with governess Clara (played by Jenna-Louise Coleman) for an adventure that takes place on Christmas Eve, 1892. Guest performers for the 60-minute instalment include Richard E Grant and Tom Ward. 

The official plot synopsis provides a few extra details of what we can expect: 

“Christmas Eve 1892, and the falling snow is the stuff of fairytales.

When the fairytale becomes a nightmare and a chilling menace threatens Earth, an unorthodox young governess, Clara, calls on the Doctor for help. But the Doctor is in mourning, reclusive and determined not to engage in the problems of the universe. As old friends return, will the Doctor really abandon humankind or will he fight to save the world – and Christmas – from the icy clutches of this mysterious menace?”

As mentioned before, The Snowmen will air at 9/8 central on BBC America (U.S.) and 9E/6P on Space (Canada), and on Boxing Day, Wednesday 26 December 2012 at 7.30pm on ABC1 (Australia).

breathinginblessings:

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I was walking around in a Target store, when I saw a cashier hand this little boy some money back. The boy couldn’t have been more than 5 or 6 years old. The cashier said, “I’m sorry, but you don’t have enough money to buy this doll.” Then the little boy turned to the old woman next to him: ”Granny, are you sure I don’t have enough money?” The old lady replied: ”You know that you don’t have enough money to buy this doll, my dear.” Then she asked him to stay there for just 5 minutes while she went to look a round. She left quickly. The little boy was still holding the doll in his hand. Finally, I walked toward him and I asked him who he wished to give this doll to. “It’s the doll that my sister loved most and wanted so much for Christmas. She was sure that Santa Claus would bring it to her.” I replied to him that maybe Santa Claus would bring it to her afterall, and not to worry. But he replied to me sadly. “No, Santa Claus can’t bring it to her where she is now. I have to give the doll to my mommy so that she can give it to my sister when she goes there.” His eyes were so sad while saying this. “My sister has gone to be with God. Daddy says that Mommy is going to see God very soon too, so I thought that she could take the doll with her to give it to my sister.” My heart nearly stopped. The little boy looked up at me and said: “I told daddy to tell mommy not to go yet. I need her to wait until I come back from the mall.” Then he showed me a very nice photo of him where he was laughing. He then told me “I want mommy to take my picture with her so she won’t forget me. I love my mommy and I wish she doesn’t have to leave me, but daddy says that she has to go to be with my little sister.” Then he looked again at the doll with sad eyes, very quietly. I quickly reached for my wallet and said to the boy. “Suppose we check again, just in case you do have enough money for the doll?” “OK,” he said, “I hope I do have enough.” I added some of my money to his without him seeing and we started to count it. There was enough for the doll and even some spare money. The little boy said: “Thank you God for giving me enough money!” Then he looked at me and added, “I asked last night before I went to sleep for God to make sure I had enough money to buy this doll, so that mommy could give it to my sister. He heard me!” “I also wanted to have enough money to buy a white rose for my mommy, but I didn’t dare to ask God for too much. But He gave me enough to buy the doll and a white rose.” “My mommy loves white roses.” A few minutes later, the old lady returned and I left with my basket. I finished my shopping in a totally different state from when I started. I couldn’t get the little boy out of my mind. Then I remembered a local newspaper article two days ago, which mentioned a drunk man in a truck, who hit a car occupied by a young woman and a little girl. The little girl died right away, and the mother was left in a critical state. The family had to decide whether to pull the plug on the life-sustaining machine, because the young woman would not be able to recover from the coma. Was this the family of the little boy? Two days after this encounter with the little boy, I read in the newspaper that the young woman had passed away. I couldn’t stop myself as I bought a bunch of white roses and I went to the funeral home where the body of the young woman was exposed for people to see and make last wishes before her burial. She was there, in her coffin, holding a beautiful white rose in her hand with the photo of the little boy and the doll placed over her chest. I left the place, teary-eyed, feeling that my life had been changed forever.. The love that the little boy had for his mother and his sister is still, to this day, hard to imagine. And in a fraction of a second, a drunk driver had taken all this away from him. Now you have 2 choices: 1) Reblog this message. 2) Ignore it as if it never touched your heart

bdsmgallery:

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mok-ranaa:

Im bawling right now. You must read this ~ ra’naa 

~ As I read this the tears started to flow. All I want to do is find a little boy to give money to so he can buy roses for his mom. ~

Just one act of random kindess at a time and we would be living in a whole different world.

sweetsweetchippy:

themostfunniestposts:

And no one has noticed because tourists are constantly looking at it.

If you follow this blog, you will finally achieve true and lasting happiness

I don’t know if I’ll be able to go to New York now…