Notes from a Scoundrel

I am way less dirty here than on twitter. Well, less dirty.

I don't know how these work, but I guess ask me questions and try to get stuff on my tumblr.
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Reblogged from discocharliebrown
siddman:

Grant

I can’t think  of a pun that says, “I would go gay for Cary Grant,” so this sentence will have to do.

siddman:

Grant

I can’t think  of a pun that says, “I would go gay for Cary Grant,” so this sentence will have to do.

(via coloredmondays)

plasticcities asked: If tink was a real woman today, based on her proportions, she'd be Coco, Ice-T's wife.

I really don’t have a problem with that. If Coco has that wonderful attitude, prankster personality, and sauciness, Ice T has some new competition.

Reblogged from iriseyesandwhitelies
flouncyfine:

Tink

My first love.

flouncyfine:

Tink

My first love.

(Source: , via coloredmondays)

Reblogged from lauramcnulty

i want a cigarette

areadersfancy:

lauramcnulty:

i rarely smoke, yet i am so very badly craving one.

my life. 

All our lives.

‎”The more times you can punch someone in 2 minutes the more likely you can knock them out.

Jim Gaffigan

Reblogged from exponentialtitillations
rrrick:

Take your child to work day?

Best ad for coke I have ever seen.

rrrick:

Take your child to work day?

Best ad for coke I have ever seen.

(via retrospace)

Reblogged from flyingscotsman
flyingscotsman:

(via)

Laughed out loud in class.

flyingscotsman:

(via)

Laughed out loud in class.

(via yayaa)

Reblogged from walkingencyclopediaofweirdness
Freddy looks exactly like my best friends dad. His mom looks like P Swaze from Tu Wong Fu.

Freddy looks exactly like my best friends dad. His mom looks like P Swaze from Tu Wong Fu.

(Source: walkingencyclopediaofweirdness, via rothsteins)

Reblogged from amethyste-heart
shesinacoma:

Charles Bukowski

shesinacoma:

Charles Bukowski

(Source: amethyste-heart, via pigtailsandcombatboots)

Reblogged from lickypickystickyfree
lickypickystickyfree:

This is when you become a vegetarian.Or a vegan.
O_O

What a meat head.

lickypickystickyfree:

This is when you become a vegetarian.
Or a vegan.

O_O

What a meat head.

Reblogged from breakfromlife777
The problem with the world is that the intelligent people are full of doubts while the stupid ones are full of confidence.

Charles Bukowski (via materialistic-lust)

(Source: breakfromlife777, via herzvonherz-deactivated20111217)

Reblogged from emptycupboard
I read a lot of things I don’t have to, but I’ll probably end up the back of a box of fruity pebbles.

I read a lot of things I don’t have to, but I’ll probably end up the back of a box of fruity pebbles.

(via coloredmondays)

Reblogged from stonerparty
fuckyeahdementia:

fuck this shit i’m out of here

Never not funny, but the very first time you see the loop is the best moment of your life.

fuckyeahdementia:

fuck this shit i’m out of here

Never not funny, but the very first time you see the loop is the best moment of your life.

Reblogged from miladyalex

I recently had my identity stolen,

and it took the bank two days of violent spending, on the part of my hijacker, to notice. After that my accounts were frozen for weeks, investigations were drawn out in spite of the bank telling me how obvious a fraud this was, and I got my money back, but wasn’t reimbursed for all the things I had to do to get by when every dollar I owned was frozen and I was left accumulating late charges on the many services I use and also had nights of hunger. On top of all this, I had DAILY two hour meetings with the bank for the last week of the ordeal. All of which wen’t relatively poorly since the crafty son-of-a-bitch changed the address name and telephone on my account, but kept my social security number. 

Today, I tried to sign into tumblr and got a message that there was ONE suspicious action on my account and I needed to reset my password. Tumblr, you got my back. If you were a bank, I’d get into bed with you.