i'm teresa. twenty-three. english-education major at ucf. in love with and engaged to an adorable boy named benjamin. i live in winter park, fl. also a student at hogwarts school of witchcraft and wizardry.
EW’s Comic-Con ‘13 Star Portraits: Chris Pratt.
mmmmm. yes please.
I never knew how true and realistic and non-exaggerated this episode was until I went to college.
Forever and ever is a very long time, Pooh
PLEASE READ. WILL NOT HURT TO AND FORWARD.
Kids are putting Drano, tin foil, and a little water in plastic drink bottles
and capping it up - leaving it on lawns, in mail boxes, in gardens, on driveways etc. just waiting for you to pick it up intending to put it in the rubbish, but you’ll never make it!!!
If the bottle is picked up, and the bottle is shaken even just a little - in about 30 seconds or less it builds up enough gas which then explodes with enough force to remove some your extremities. The liquid that comes out is
boiling hot as well.
Don’t pick up any plastic bottles that may be lying in your yards or in the gutter, etc.
Pay attention to this. A plastic bottle with a cap. A little Drano. A little water. A small piece of foil.
Disturb it by moving it; and BOOM!! No fingers left and other serious effects to your face, eyes, etc.
Please ensure that everyone that may not have email access are also informed of this.
I’ve dealt with these before. If you find one:
- Do not touch it
- Do not touch it
- Clear the area around it. It will explode on its own in time.
- Once it explodes, do not make contact with the liquid inside. If needed, flush it away with large amounts of water.
- Do not try to detonate it. You’ll probably be disfigured.
I’ve seen what these can do. The acidic liquid inside can strip the paint off a car.
when i visited vancouver these were everywhere. it’s not a fucking joke they’re actually scary
Just a reminder that there are awful shitty people out there doing awful shitty things to everyone else
there was a bunch of these at disneyland
i found one in my back yard, when i let my dogs out, i pulled them back inside, took my cousins bb shotgun and shot it from a safe distance (i was in my house and shot from the screen door. When it went off, my family and neighbors came running to see if everything was ok. I told them what happened and to watch out for them.
These things are not a joke! When we went to check the damage there was a fucking hole in the ground. The dirt in my yard is like CLAY.
This shit is bad news
PLEASE DON’T BE AN ASSHAT. PLEASE DON’T LEAVE BOMBS IN PEOPLE’S YARDS.
hoLY FUCKING SHIT ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME!? JESUS CHRIST! Please followers keep this in mind and do not touch those things. Fuck. I can’t believe that something like that even exists…
Not that there are many, but did we have to share the ingredients list?
We should all just understand that sometimes life is directed by Michael Bay and all we can hope is that Morgan Freeman is narrating.
Lol kids today and their iPhones, justin biebers and explosives
Guardians of the Galaxy—Official Behind-the-Scenes Sneak Peek [x]
"I need to remember.”
look dudes those of you who know me know I am occasionally prone to hyperbole (don’t all deny it at once) but this is THE WORST, THIS IS AWFUL, I AM CLUTCHING MY FACE, I SQUEAKED IN THE CINEMA, LOOK AT HIM, LOOK AT HIS FIVE DAY BEARD HE CAN’T REMEMBER HOW TO SHAVE AND HIS BASEBALL CAP HE STOLE FROM SOMEWHERE BECAUSE HE NEEDS TO BLEND IN, LOOK AT HOW HE’S STANDING A LITTLE HUNCHED, JUST IN CASE ANYONE IS LOOKING.
LOOK AT HOW HE’S LOOKING AT HIMSELF WITH ALMOST THE SAME EXPRESSION
THIS IS THE WORST.
The fact that Bucky has forgotten how to take care of himself and doesn’t know how to act like a person is incredibly heartbreaking. And there he stands staring at the man he used to be, or at least, the man Steve said he was. But he is not Bucky Barnes. Not anymore. He can’t remember how to be Bucky Barnes. He stands there hearing a voice mention his name and narrate how he and Steve were friends and how he had sacrificed his life for something important. But that is not him anymore. Not after everything he has done and the things that were done to him. This is probably the first time he has actually stopped to look at himself. The only times he saw his reflection before were the moments before he got turned back to ice or the brief seconds when he caught a glance of it in car windows and rearview mirrors. A hero, they called him. He can’t remember ever doing anything remotely heroic.