AGH!!!!

Peter: How much do you bet I can fit these 10 marshmallows in my mouth?

Charles: You are a hazard to society.

Billy: And a coward-

Tommy: -Do twenty!

Erik: Peter nO

Miss Piggy-Piggy Carter

Kermit the Frog-Steve Frogers

Fozzie Bear-Bucky Bear

Bonus:

Gonzo-Helmut Gonzemo

New meme:

type in “I’m” in the tags and use the first tag that appears

A small Wirt from Over the Garden Wall.

Dudes, Dudettes, and all of you in between, I present to youuuuuuuuuu:

The cast list(so far)for HAWKEYE!!!!!

Reblog if you write fanfic and would be totally down with your followers coming into you askbox and talking to you about your fic

Nat took the picture.

Happy Birthday Hawkguy!!!!!

Probably gonna lose all my followers for this but-

If you call someone racist, you are saying there is more than one race. Everyone is a person.

The is only one human race.(Then there’s NASCAR)

Something is wrong. I don’t know what it is, but I don’t get sad when people die. When I was nine, my neighbor, who I had known practically my whole life at that point and was like a second grandpa, died and I forced myself to cry because that’s what I thought people did when someone dies. Two years ago my cousin, who was more like an uncle to me, died and I didn’t cry because I physically can’t force myself cry anymore. Believe me, I’ve tried. Last year, my rabbit died and my mom cried, but I didn’t. That’s just a few. I don’t feel sad when people or pets die. I don’t feel...anything really. Why?

Is it good or bad that I got the meaning when Cooper tells his brother to “Stop being a bunny and step up to the plate” after using the examples “She took bat out of your hands” and “She’s the bear and you’re the scared little bunny”?