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I feel like I could pull the ears off a gundark.
I’m gonna complete my daily mundane tasks so hard now.
I am so pumped for my genetics lecture!
I am now ROCKIN’ in my Advanced Spredsheets class! Thanks La Flamma Blanca!
I am actually really jealous of the class, because I am a nerd. A spreadsheets nerd. That must be super fun.
AHHHHH!!!! LET’S GET READY TO DICKINSON!!!
I am going to SLEEP THE SHIT OUT OF THIS SLEEP BITCHES WOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!
It makes me really sad that I can’t find this in moving picture form:

Oh Papelbon…please don’t suck this year.
I have every confidence in him. I hope.
As much as I love the transition from celebration to violence, it should be made clear that Zidane failed his team and lost the World Cup with that, whereas Varitek got the whole team determined to win for the rest of the year and won the World Series.
I may or may not have started a slow clap after an especially uplifting meeting this morning. Incidentally, we lost the Thomas & Thomas account.
Fuck! What! *knocks over the water cooler*
Frank, with that kind of unmitigated enthusiasm for workplace distruction, I think there may be an opening for you at Felcher & Sons.
Does anyone else find it pleasing when a funny comment and the funny response comment have the same number of upvotes?
Yes. I’ll sometimes try to even them out if I feel like one isn’t getting as much love as the other when they both deserve equal recognition. Especially if the original comment is trailing, since it originated the symbiotic joke.
God, I’m a dork.
Yeah, even if the oop part is funnier, you still gotta recognize the alley.
these things happen when people pay attention to the commenters name, as opposed to the commenters comment.
Fuck yea.
Whoops, I didn’t know it would be that big.
…nah. :walks on by:
OK, I’ll do it: That is #literally what “She” said.
The only thing I got out of that is a strong desire to watch Little Giants. (I’m OK with being an underachiever.)
That kid with the glasses … LOL every time.
*pumped from this pep talk, Frank Lloyd Wrong ran out on to the field, fired to comment, but then pulled a groin muscle and had to sit out the rest of the season*
When I first read fired to comment, I read it as a typo for “tried to comment,” but joyfully held the image in my mind of you running out with some sort of comment gun, hefting it up on your shoulder (obviously it resembles a rocket launcher), twinging your groin in the process, almost crumpling, trying to hold yourself steady to line up your shot, before succumbing to the groin pull.
Then I realized you meant fired as in energized, stoked, amped.
I still like my version though.
I will take a phrase from my boy West, and flip it for the purposes here –
I love when someone Spills a little DSpin in my Vgum
Goddamnit. I JUST finished working out. What I’m I supposed to do with all this manufactured enthusiasm now?
Start a fight with someone who was just minding their own business?
So I took your advice and totally kicked this lady’s ass. I’m worried that she’s gonna snitch, though. Any advice for this situation?
Work out in a log cabin in Soviet Russia to “Hearts on Fire” in preparation for your big upcoming fight for democracy.
I’ve been fighting a cold for the last week or so, this clip has me determined to blow my nose, free and clear, once and for all. I will breath again!
I’m going to sit at work today and try and figure out which movie I love more: Little Giants or The Mighty Ducks???
There can be only one Gordon Bombay.
Mom, always remember: Ducks. Fly. Together.
I have this image of a child version of you (so basically, no mustache, smaller hat, smaller monocle, less defined chin, but showing what will come) shouting this, with deeply felt meaning, as you rush out the door, leaving your mom to shake her head, wondering what you were talking about.
You’re right in that aspect. But 11 year old me is having a hard time seeing past Devon Sawa. So dreamy.
also remember that greenland is full of ice, but iceland is very nice.
I once sat next to two people who were having a bad date and the guy pulled that line on the girl. My date and I recognized it immediately. It was awesome. This was also after 20 minutes of him parroting our conversation to try and get this girl to not hate him.
“Good story.” -You guys
“Shut up!” -Me
BRB. Gotta do a quick Flying V.
turns out the game was delayed.
So, sports, they’re, like, a metaphor? For life?
Huh.
Interesting.
I need to wake up to a slow clap every day, I think. It’s just the thing I need to get riled up to get out of bed in the morning.
Woooooooooo. Time to study bar notes! Woooooooo! :’(
There goes my habit of using Explosions in the Sky to fall asleep!
But you can dream so hard now!
I used to have The Earth… as my alarm in the morning, and “First Breath After Coma” always went into my dreams. It was great. Appropriately, I was playing football in one of them.
Any monsters seeing Explosions at Radio City Music Hall in April 6th? I know that is a very specific time and place, just wondering. I am going and it will be great, probably.
Gabe, thank you for the Friday Night Lights reference. Can’t lose.
A Coach Taylor supercut would put this to shame.
Here’s why this was annoying to me.
Yep. I felt like I’ve been complaining a lot lately, so I didn’t say anything, but I prefer that one.
I don’t know what it says about me that I recognised such a high percentage of those movies. I’m going to blame my mother.
I had to hit the shower after watching this…and by hitting the shower, I mean roid rage made me punch the showerhead.