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I meant 10 but 19 oso works

I have chronic bedheadness. My hair is always in a constant state of 'just woke up' no matter how much I brush it

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One of my friends said that I belong in a shampoo ad with how much my hair flows when I walk. Or when I do my murder walk. After like 19 mins it'll look like bedhead.

I have chronic bedheadness. My hair is always in a constant state of 'just woke up' no matter how much I brush it

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Sometimes me and my sib act like birds. He go bobbing and I go head tilt. A lot.

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Why hasn't anyone mention how convenient it is to be shorter than train handrails???

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I have chronic bedheadness. My hair is always in a constant state of 'just woke up' no matter how much I brush it

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😭🤚💀⚰️🙏😭

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Very poorly drawn Bulbasaur line.

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Danny 'not very civilian-like' Fenton: "my parents are not mad scientists.. I think..?"

Batfam: 🤨

“The what?”

Danny and Duke had been having a pretty okay day. Duke got a ridiculous packet to complete from his professor, and Danny tripped down the stairs in the library, causing a ruckus that got everyone’s attention.

So yea, everything was going well until they decided to push their luck and go to a new coffee shop a bit further away. It wasn’t the coffee shop itself, but the goons that came out of nowhere to kidnap Tim Drake-Wayne who was getting an order to go, which turned into a gang fight in the middle of the street.

Danny and Duke, along with Tim, ended up sheltered behind a car and missed the opportunity to bunker down inside the shop.

“Well, this isn’t what I planned today,” Tim comments.

“Same,” Danny agrees.

“Maybe we can wait it out?” Duke suggests.

The other two give a look that says that it was not going to happen.

“Rock, Paper, Scissors for peeking,” Danny says, already holding out his fist.

“Bet.”

They look at Duke.

Peer Pressure works and he groans with clear discomfort at the situation.

Duke loses. A bullet whizzes past his head.

“Nope! Nope. Not doing that again.”

Tim rolls his eyes at the dramatics, but with Danny still there he bit his tongue.

“What’d you see?”

Duke looks at Tim like he’s crazy.

“Lots of people with guns,” he answers hysterically.

“Need a hand?”

Red Hood had swung down from the nearest rooftop, hand gun in both hands. He pops off three shots before having to duck behind the car with them.

“Hood, what are you doing here? This isn’t Crime Alley,” Tim asks like they bumped into each other at the supermarket.

Hood shrugs, “Close enough.”

“Oh sweet, can I borrow that?” Danny randomly asks.

Before anyone can question what he was talking about he was already reaching out to take the handgun off of Hood’s thigh.

“Whoa-“

Danny turns to look over the car’s hood and pulls the trigger. Nothing happens.

The others pull him back quickly. He winces at the hard fall to his tailbone.

“Holy crap! Danny!”

“Dude, are you trying to get yourself killed?”

“What is wrong with you?”

“Hey!” Danny interrupts their freak out. “It’s not my fault his gun is broke.”

“The safety is still on, idiot,” Hood tilts his head.

“The what?” Danny asks in genuine confusion.

The three brothers all pause and look at him.

“The safety? On the gun? So there isn’t a misfire?” Tim explains. He was stuck between shocked and judgmental.

“This is why people who don’t know how to shoot shouldn’t touch guns,” Hood says in frustration while reaching to take it away.

Danny pulls it back out of reach.

“I know how to shoot, thanks. My parent’s weapons just don’t have safety things. I’m not used to it,” he grumbles.

“What do you-“

But Danny was already finding the safety and flicking it off before trying again. This time he hits two goons, one in the shoulder and another in the leg.

The batboys glance at each other.

“So,” Hood tries to be casual, “what do your parents do?”

“They’re scientists,” Danny answers, mainly focused on shooting another person dressed in a mask, “but they make their own weapons.”

“Are they by any chance mad scientists? Or borderline rogues?” Duke asks as half a joke.

“Of course not,” Danny answers. Then he pauses to actually think about it. “I don’t think so.”

“Cool. That’s fine.”

**

After that Danny had a few more ‘meet and greet’s with the local vigilantes and saw some lingering shadows around their apartment. They had the weirdest questions about his family.

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humiliation e ddition

Option 1. get hit by a 2kg bowling ball. And falling on the person u r afraid of being embarrassed in front of (ur boss, crush, children, etc etc). Everyone who saw it will remember it for the rest of lives. Guaranteed .

option 2. U try to cheat by running onto the slippery bowling lane but fall. U did not hitting a single pin down. It is broadcasted. On social media for an entire week.

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Option 1. u stub ur toe at every door (except car door) and will have a [very] high chance of breaking one bone in ur toe once every year on ur favorite holiday. For a decade.

Option 2. iPhone explodes in a library. like bigass kaboom. And u have to pay for whatever damages but it only happens once.

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Sometimes I can't believe that tumblr is real

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Haha.

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HELP I REMEMBERRD A POST ON HERE BUT CANT FIMD IT.

It was basically talking about ending an argument with a third, worse option.

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my dumbass thpught it was the cheezy brocoli and ruce thingy.

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Chickalata.