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raisedbyscreens:

A Rare Experience
I feel like I should apologize for the lack of updates - in this past month I started work on a few other comics, but ended up scrapping them. Any-who, this comic is inspired by Rare’s Banjo Kazooie, for the N64! It’s a brilliant platformer and it’s got fantastic theming. I love it to death.

raisedbyscreens:

A Rare Experience

I feel like I should apologize for the lack of updates - in this past month I started work on a few other comics, but ended up scrapping them. Any-who, this comic is inspired by Rare’s Banjo Kazooie, for the N64! It’s a brilliant platformer and it’s got fantastic theming. I love it to death.

bunkotchi:

mentalflossr:

Dog elected mayor of Minnesota town

He Did it

bunkotchi:

mentalflossr:

Dog elected mayor of Minnesota town

He Did it

fruits and vegetables

probertson:

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probertson:

SUPER SEXY BURGER TIME - "Battle Against Paula Deen" (The Seven Corrupted Burg Gods From Beyond The Veil)
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probertson:

SUPER SEXY BURGER TIME - "Battle Against Paula Deen" (The Seven Corrupted Burg Gods From Beyond The Veil)

CLICK ON IT FOR FULL SIZE!

pk-spankety:

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pk-spankety:

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aspaceshit:

visualgraphc:

Tarantino Movie Posters

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Blackdog Illustration
This is pure fucking love

dredsina:

YOU THINK I’M JOKING BUT I’M DEAD SERIOUS

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Song: Sandstorm
Artist: Darude
Played: 62,467 times.

og-sludgebone:

You’re at a bar with live music. A man in his late 30’s is setting up on stage. He’s wearing a black turtle neck blue jeans and cheap plastic sunglasses, and he opens a 2002 Macintosh laptop. He smirks, holds up on finger on his left hand and presses a button on the laptop. Sandstorm begins to play. The man pumps his left hand to the beat of the song. at first you laugh as you remember the song, but you soon turn your back to the set and have a couple more sips of your drink. about seven minutes later you clue in that the music is still playing. You dont recall the song being so long. You turn around and realize the entire bar is transfixed on the man behind the laptop still grinning smugly, left hand still pumping to the beat, with his index finger extended. You can turn away. the iconic beat is engraved in your mind. You try to meet the mans eyes with your own but you can’t. His sunglasses obscure his eyes from yours. Time passes you realize you have been staring at the man , pumping his fist for nearly three hours. You cant feel your body at this point, the beat is numbing and louder than it has ever been. No one in the bar can move. You realize they have met the same fate. With no one to stop him, the man will play Darude’s Sandstorm until everyone there perishes. You fear this is the end, yet you accept it, as the music grows louder still. You have no regrets, and this is the way you die…