Hey there. I'm Jack and my only role in your life is to annoy the hell out of you with what I post/reblog.
i liked the page for my school’s lgbt* center on facebook and my mom just sent me a message that said
“now all of china knows you’re queer”
please deliver this reply to your mother:
she laughed so hard i think she exploded
It’s back and still beautiful!
oh my god
Jack is hardcore as fuck
scare me like one of your french girls
For money money, the most interesting thing about this confrontation is how completely it inverts the final scenes of a typical Disney film. In most cases, the hero is physically and/or supernaturally outmatched, and triumphs through determination and ingenuity; here, the villain spends the the whole fight running scared, while the protagonist casually no-sells everything that’s thrown at him. And there’s no ironic Disney Death keeping the protagonist’s hands clean, either. Jack just straight-up murders Oogie with malice aforethought while Oogie is running away - and by having Santa Claus himself strike the final blow, the film legitimises Jack’s killing of Oogie as the morally correct course of action.
You don’t fuck around with the motherfucking pumpkin king
i just hid 27 of these little bastards around the house
and im waiting for my parents reaction
”WHY THE SHIT IS THERE A CHICKEN IN MY COFFEE CUP”
the first chicken has been found
“amiee we think you have a problem” my parents say as they hold 15 tiny chickens in their hands
1000 notes because i terrorized my family with small chickens