professorfangirl:

prokopetz:

This is the one time of year that I love wasps.
Not because the wasps themselves get any nicer. They’re horrid little creatures year round. No, it’s because I have a couple of big apple trees out back, and late August, early September is when the apples start ripening.
Now, if you don’t harvest your own fruit, there are two things you need to know about apples.
The first thing you need to know about apples is that, when apples get ripe, they tend to fall from the tree at the slightest breeze.
I often work late at the office; by the time I get home, there are piles of apples scattered everywhere - and sure enough, the wasps are out in force, gorging themselves on the fruit. When I go to clean up the windfallen apples, the wasps naturally do the “rawr, I’ma fuck you up!” routine for which wasps are known.
The second thing you need to know about apples is that they ferment very rapidly in the late August heat.
So: the wasps try to come at me, but they’re too drunk to fly. They get about an inch off the ground, then faceplant directly into the turf, flip over onto their backs, and lay there, legs twitching in the air as they try in vain to find something to sting.
Perhaps I’m a man of simple pleasures, but I bust up laughing every. single. time.
Fucking wasps.

I tried to reblog this with a witty tag, but Tumblr took it as serious advice:

professorfangirl:

prokopetz:

This is the one time of year that I love wasps.

Not because the wasps themselves get any nicer. They’re horrid little creatures year round. No, it’s because I have a couple of big apple trees out back, and late August, early September is when the apples start ripening.

Now, if you don’t harvest your own fruit, there are two things you need to know about apples.

The first thing you need to know about apples is that, when apples get ripe, they tend to fall from the tree at the slightest breeze.

I often work late at the office; by the time I get home, there are piles of apples scattered everywhere - and sure enough, the wasps are out in force, gorging themselves on the fruit. When I go to clean up the windfallen apples, the wasps naturally do the “rawr, I’ma fuck you up!” routine for which wasps are known.

The second thing you need to know about apples is that they ferment very rapidly in the late August heat.

So: the wasps try to come at me, but they’re too drunk to fly. They get about an inch off the ground, then faceplant directly into the turf, flip over onto their backs, and lay there, legs twitching in the air as they try in vain to find something to sting.

Perhaps I’m a man of simple pleasures, but I bust up laughing every. single. time.

Fucking wasps.

I tried to reblog this with a witty tag, but Tumblr took it as serious advice:

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awwww-cute:

I tried to shame him for eating all my shoes. I’m not sure what I expected

awwww-cute:

I tried to shame him for eating all my shoes. I’m not sure what I expected

the-hunter-and-the-magic-fingers:

ironmanarlert:

windydouche:

lifewasted:

arisonas:

the-fury-of-a-time-lord:

beartier:

My grandma borrowed the computer for 2 minutes while i inspected a box.
what the fUCK DID YOU DO WOMAN

but
HOW

right click on firefox > inspect element (Q) > click the cube (3D view)

wh-HOOOOOLY FUCKIN SHIT


YOOOOO


i aM LAUGHIGN SO UFCKING HAR D I TASTE BLOOD 

YOOOOOOOooo

the-hunter-and-the-magic-fingers:

ironmanarlert:

windydouche:

lifewasted:

arisonas:

the-fury-of-a-time-lord:

beartier:

My grandma borrowed the computer for 2 minutes while i inspected a box.

what the fUCK DID YOU DO WOMAN

but

HOW

right click on firefox > inspect element (Q) > click the cube (3D view)

wh-HOOOOOLY FUCKIN SHIT

YOOOOO

i aM LAUGHIGN SO UFCKING HAR D I TASTE BLOOD 

YOOOOOOOooo

97chainz:

It scares me when you stay up really late like 3am and you hear a car go down the road like where are you going