assholedisney:

today I saw a preteen girl pick up Mean Girls at Target and ask her friend what it was. She didn’t even know. She said it sounded dumb. The people are forgetting. The world is changed. I feel it in the water. I feel it in the earth. I smell it in the air. Much that once was is lost, for none now live who remember it.

(via agitpropane)

It’s hard for me to reconcile how much I hate my job with how cool it feels to be on texting terms with one of the original Pips (Gladys Knight and the Pips). It’s like, really messing with my head.

I just hate crappy bosses. I can deal with shitty work. I’ve done mostly really mundane or physically taxing jobs since I was 15. A good boss makes that work easier. However a crap boss makes everything horrible. You dread going into work because of the way that they treat you, your productivity goes down if they micromanage (even worse if they micromanage incompetently), they don’t respect your time, they have outdated systems of doing things that make your life harder but aren’t open to suggestions.

my-dads-the-king-of-hell:

my-dads-the-king-of-hell:

so apparently an arm can sell on the black market for $885, ($500 for the shoulder plus $385 for the hand an forearm) 

and a leg can sell for $500 (at least thats the lowest price of an albino leg so im guessing here) 

So when someone says “That’ll cost an arm ad a leg” they are roughly asking for $1,335

which is less than i would have guessed. 

i didn’t spend this much time researching the cost of limbs on the black market for one note

(via asbestospoisoning)