Tumblr protip: Stop tagging a post with more than five tags. Only the first five are searchable in any tag. The rest just make you look desperate.
I passed a pill bug that was stuck on its back, and without thinking, I bent over and flipped him. If it could talk, it would have probably thanked me, but I felt really good about it anyway. That’s why I think I should be the next president of the United States.
The name's Tim. Nice to meet you, maybe.
I play guitar, sing silly songs, write stuff, draw shitty pictures and make people on the Internet mad on a professional level. I drink a lot of tea and write letters to pen pals. I also think about death a lot.
We’re going to play a really fun game right now called “Next person to say that they have ‘feels’ about something is getting shot with a Nerf gun until they die from it somehow”.
Tim Throws Up On His Computer, Part 1
In my perfect circle of Hell, I watch furiously as an old man selects 500 files on a computer, one at a time, instead of selecting them all at once, then right-clicking on them to copy them and paste them onto a flash drive, instead of just dragging them.
nice legs
daisy dukes
makes a man go
Tim Helps Tumblr, Part 7
(one of my favorites)
Tim Helps Tumblr, Part 6
It’s 2012 and you’re still writing 2011 on your school assignments?
It’s 2012 and you still think of Tumblr as a serious blogging website?
It’s sort of sad. I bought a Rage Face shirt (it has the Rage Guy on it) before they were really popularized on clothing. And since seeing them in stores everywhere, with Troll Faces on shirts that say “You Mad Bro” on them, I’ve become ashamed and haven’t worn my shirt out in public for years.
Please. Have a heart.
Keep Internet memes on the Internet.
Thank you.
(This message has been brought to you by the Association for the Prevention of Dead Horse Beating.)
