Ramblings of a Classy Lady

Drama dork, closet tap dancer, total brony, honorary member of the Blondetourage, fangirl of life, and recovering bowling addict.

Green Day makes everything better.

campdracula5eva:

Punk’s not dead, just sleeping

Punks can sleep literally anywhere. I swear they’re part cat or some shit.

I have literally seen a punk sleeping draped over the ticket barriers at a train station before.

(Source: shadowassemblage, via stephaniedanielle)

In Yes, Please, Poehler describes a week in 2008 during which, nine months pregnant, she was set to do an SNL skit with Jon Hamm. Two days before her delivery date, her OB/GYN died; a “hysterically crying” Poehler received the news on the SNL set, dressed in Mad Men garb and in front of all her co-workers. Everyone else froze, but Hamm walked up to her, took her arm, and said, “this is a really important show for me. You need to get your shit together.”

oldmangangbang:

"sir we lost the platoon. all our men are gone"

a lone camouflaged fedora is seen in the distance

"not all men" 

(via burnlikeabeacon)

  • Watching A Goofy Movie As A Kid: Hahahaha oh man, poor Max, that's the most embarrassing dad ever
  • Watching A Goofy Movie As An Adult: YOU FUCKING BRAT YOU SHOULD APPRECIATE YOUR GODDAMN TREASURE OF A FATHER