Posts tagged 9GAG
Because I can.
My oven was taking its time with the bacon so I decided to fire up my computer. Since it was still Sunday morning, the first page I went to was 9Gag, obviously. I went through some posts and found this gem:
After laughing for quite a while, I decided to post it here, along with my very own shameless ball pit invasion (originally I wrote ‘invation’ but it somehow felt wrong so I looked it up):
I look rather gloriously undignified in that photo, if I say so myself. But who cares? And why ever not? Because I can. Besides, it means Sir Patrick Stewart and I have one thing (that I know of) in common now. Speaking of which, I’ve also had the good fortune of meeting him. Well, the wax version of him. But still. Thought you would want to know.
I look like a mess, I notice. But in my defence, before getting in there, I had to walk in the snow for almost half an hour. I’m not complaining, though. Now I miss the old days…
Kids don’t get any cuter than this. They can’t. Society deserves mercy. Society can only deal with so much cuteness.
Kiddy Version of Firefly
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Excuse me, it’s just too bloody awesome.
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I wish I could turn back the time to the year of 2002.
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Why are you here?!
In NZ, Elves Get on a Bird-shaped Flying Boat to Travel
Look what’s on 9GAG!
So, if I committed an act of treason and somehow got denaturalised, would you ever be so kind and grant me asylum, o marvelous New Zealand?
Thank you, 9GAG!
Early this year, the number of notifications I got on Facebook from stupid game requests was ridiculously huge. I didn’t post statuses on Facebook but those bloody requests took their toll on me, so I wrote:
“I choose my words carefully. You FB game numpties are embarrassment to the human race. When you die, I’ll drink wine and sleep like a baby.”
I meant it then and I mean it now. I can totally relate to this particular post on 9GAG:
It’s nice to know there are other people who share the feeling.
As a girl with a bag permanently glued to her back, I can say that this is rather accurate :-P
“Whatevah, man.”
I found a certain image on 9GAG just now and laughed so hard I made weird, disgusting sounds. Oh, check it out yorself:
Funny thing is, I remember stepping on a Yankee gnome (broke it into pieces) in a friend’s frontyard sometime last year and not even feeling sorry. When he found out it was me, I was like, “Whatevah, man.”
Before posting this, I actually spent a considerable amount of time thinking whether or not Linda (my Australian friend) would hate me over this and then I remembered, she’d made a similar joke sometime last month, so yeah. We’re even, baby!
So I just finished the one article which had been giving me headache for a couple of days and decided to get on 9GAG and LOOK WHAT I FOUND! Oh, this seems propitious! If my day doesn’t turn out to be great since I’ve seen a sighting of Tardis on 9GAG, well, I might as well give up.
Still waiting for one last article before I can jump into conclusion, but it’s looking auspicious!
Here I'm talking to myself. To remind myself about things because I'm a forgetting person. I don't give a damn what people think. If you read this and you think this is about you, well, you’re an egocentric brat who thinks the world revolves around you. Either that or you’re right. You think I'm posting rude stuff. Wait till you read the ones I don't post.
