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I’ve had the fucking giggles all damn day

Matty’s colossal typo just started me up again

mattlikeofficial:

damewendy:

I just laughed so loud. Poor guy. But this so embodies that.

accurate.

I just got a belly laugh, complete with tears. SO fucking true.

mattlikeofficial:

damewendy:

I just laughed so loud. Poor guy. But this so embodies that.

accurate.

I just got a belly laugh, complete with tears. SO fucking true.

3rd ginormous cup of the morning. I may blast through the ceiling at any moment.

3rd ginormous cup of the morning. I may blast through the ceiling at any moment.

Me doing anything important

Me doing anything important

GPOY

GPOY

My Tumblr Crushes:deathbycexcawfeetalkthedude74blokelahomacloudyblueyeshadesonthedancefloormagicalassbitchshamanfoxblazing-marc

Well it looks like I was *cough* a tad mistaken on my upset pick for today. Fuck it, I’ll own it. Congrats, Broncos. Also, I hope the Titans learn this week that you’re supposed to play for TWO halves.

Sunday Seven

1. Had a good run in the cold today. 39 degrees is just on the border of being TOO cold, but it worked out good.

2. I went to church this morning and didn’t get struck by lightning, so there’s that.

3. My family was in the Christmas cantata so I figured I could go along with the gag just for today.

4. I love watching football games being played in terrible weather. From the comfort of my warm living room.

5. Work has been weighing heavy on my mind all weekend. Lots of things going on, and it’s making it hard to enjoy my down time.

6. I’m picking the Titans over the Broncos as my upset special today. Hey, a guy can dream, right?

7. Trying to not care about something that matters a lot to you is next to impossible. I wish feelings had an off switch.

wentdog:

It’s been nine years now. R.I.P. 

I first heard Pantera when they were still glam and his name was still Diamond Darrell. I thought they were ok, but the guitar sound is what really stood out to me. It was chunkier and heavier than most pop metal and I remember going to Hastings and picking up their I Am The Night album. None of my friends had heard of them so they were like this cool secret band I had. A few years later, grunge had hit, Metallica had broken through with the Black Album, and glam metal had fallen by the wayside. I’d forgotten about Pantera until I saw a review of their Vulgar Display of Power album in Circus magazine. The description it gave of the music was radically different than the Pantera I remembered, so I went to the very same Hastings store and picked it up. While Phil Anselmo’s vocals were definitely a taste it took me some time to acquire, Dime’s guitar work was even more amazing than I remembered. The unique tone, raw power, and aggression was a punch in the throat. While I related so well to Phil’s badass posturing that attempted to conceal an insecure, scared white boy, it was always Dime’s bludgeoning riffs that kept my head banging and my fist pumping & made me a hardcore fan for life. RIP Dimebag. We miss you bro.

wentdog:

It’s been nine years now. R.I.P. 

I first heard Pantera when they were still glam and his name was still Diamond Darrell. I thought they were ok, but the guitar sound is what really stood out to me. It was chunkier and heavier than most pop metal and I remember going to Hastings and picking up their I Am The Night album. None of my friends had heard of them so they were like this cool secret band I had.

A few years later, grunge had hit, Metallica had broken through with the Black Album, and glam metal had fallen by the wayside. I’d forgotten about Pantera until I saw a review of their Vulgar Display of Power album in Circus magazine. The description it gave of the music was radically different than the Pantera I remembered, so I went to the very same Hastings store and picked it up. While Phil Anselmo’s vocals were definitely a taste it took me some time to acquire, Dime’s guitar work was even more amazing than I remembered. The unique tone, raw power, and aggression was a punch in the throat. While I related so well to Phil’s badass posturing that attempted to conceal an insecure, scared white boy, it was always Dime’s bludgeoning riffs that kept my head banging and my fist pumping & made me a hardcore fan for life.

RIP Dimebag. We miss you bro.

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