This cute thing is a bear cub whose mother has been killed by poachers. (via Assorted Russia, Part 44 | English Russia)
The Darjeeling Limited.
Michigan Song
Does anybody remember singing this song when they were in Elementary school in Michigan?
“Oh, it’s great to live in Michigan,
With it’s forest painted green,
Where a boy can spend a summer day,
Fishing in a clear blue stream,
or can pass a care free hour ‘way,
Sailing near a sandy shore,
Oh, it’s great to live in Michigan,
Make it mine forever more.”
I used to love singing this song in music class and can’t find it anywhere. I remember all the lyrics by heart. I even remember the melody.
It’s Mozart’s Birthday today. This is one of my favorite pieces by him.
8.Mozart’s Requiem-Lacrimosa (lyrics+translation) (by hryzunik)
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I just got these #redhairdontcare @gingerproblems promo items from a co-worker who ordered from the site for her daughter for Xmas! She told her to give them to me since she got some already with her Xmas order! Sweet!
I don’t understand people who don’t find redheads attractive. I’ve always loved red hair on a woman and think it’s very sexy and very unique. Although, I think I act different around redheads because I’m just in awe of their beauty and become a bit shy. Don’t get me wrong, I look for more in a woman than just the color of her hair (After all, we’re all going to be gray eventually) but it definitely is a big turn on for me.
Jammed to this song on my way into work this morning.
Shine a Little Love (by happydude010)
Happy 175th Birthday, Michigan!
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October 15, 1963: Backstage before a show in Southport.
fuck really fuck
UNCONTROLLABLE.NEED.TO.RUFFLE.HAIR.
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Pizza?
I was just sitting here thinking about my days in elementary school. I still, to this day, do not understand how elementary cafeterias managed to make pizza, an easy to make, delicious food, taste like garbage. You’d think with how many slices they had to churn out weekly, that they would have perfected the pizza somehow. Did they just take the uneaten pizza and recycle it? Were the ingredients older than I was at the time? And why was it always rectangle with exactly two pepperonis? The world may never know.



