I Can’t Believe Today’s An International Holiday,

“In my youth,” reminisced the old man, scratching his beard thoughtfully, “I was quite the quirked up white boy. No one in the village could best me at busting it down sexual style.”

“And were you goated, sir?” the young boy queried.

“My dear boy, I most certainly was!” The old man chuckled, a merry twinkle in his eye. “With the sauce, I daresay.”

I FUCKING LOVE SPONGEBOB, IM A TRUE FUCKING SPONGEHEAD. REBLOG IF YOUR A FELLOW SPONGEHEAD

Me @ celery 

you are not necessary to the broth. you give no nutrients to the broth. you do not season the broth. you bring no value to the broth. you are nothing.

Wait for it.

“let all cats old enough to catch their own prey gather here beneath the highrock for a clan meeting!"

pat pat :)

ominous wet floor bot my beloved <3

watching mark’s playthrough and i love this little fella

literally ahead of its time