sovietmachine:

unclesamgotanamechange:

Oh, yeah, ‘cess pit’, even though the majority came over because Europe was treating them like shit. The melting pot gave ‘em a home.

I do got people to call my own. They’re called Americans. They’re mutts, and they’re mine. No one else can claim ‘em. Sure, they ain’t like my mom’s or England’s, or yours, or China’s— but that’s what makes ‘em even better. E pluribus unum, bitch.

My goodness.

You are so entertaining to rile- it’s easy too.

I may have to do this more often.

NO, YOU SHOULDN’T.

//But he is easy to rile up. Incredibly easy.//

In any case you are an average height.

Is not good, is not bad.

17 May 2013

unclesamgotanamechange:

sovietmachine:

unclesamgotanamechange:

Actually pretty sure Europeans who don’t understand the fact that I’m the melting pot look more like ‘fools’ than I do when I tell ‘em that. I get your guys genes so when ya’ brag about your people, I got a right to ‘em too.

Wow, a Russian guy’s taller than me- that ain’t surprising, y’know. You’re just a bunch of tall white guys in one, congrats.

Melting pot? Cess pit more likely.

Just because you don’t have a people to call your own is no reason to get so bent out of shape, Jones.

Oh, yeah, ‘cess pit’, even though the majority came over because Europe was treating them like shit. The melting pot gave ‘em a home.

I do got people to call my own. They’re called Americans. They’re mutts, and they’re mine. No one else can claim ‘em. Sure, they ain’t like my mom’s or England’s, or yours, or China’s— but that’s what makes ‘em even better. E pluribus unum, bitch.

My goodness.

You are so entertaining to rile- it’s easy too.

I may have to do this more often.

17 May 2013

unclesamgotanamechange:

sovietmachine:

unclesamgotanamechange:

You just said that to the melting pot.

Bro, some of those men became mine.

As did alot of the short ones, shortstack.

You also have alot of short Italians, Asians and various other petite minorities.

Also I am still taller than you by at least 3 inches, maybe more.

What was your point in responding to me? You made yourself look like a fool.

Actually pretty sure Europeans who don’t understand the fact that I’m the melting pot look more like ‘fools’ than I do when I tell ‘em that. I get your guys genes so when ya’ brag about your people, I got a right to ‘em too.

Wow, a Russian guy’s taller than me- that ain’t surprising, y’know. You’re just a bunch of tall white guys in one, congrats.

Melting pot? Cess pit more likely.

Just because you don’t have a people to call your own is no reason to get so bent out of shape, Jones.

17 May 2013

unclesamgotanamechange:

sovietmachine:

unclesamgotanamechange:

6’ 1”, REPRESENTIN’.

YOU SHORT EUROPEANS CAN’T DENY—

I know men from my home that are at least 6’7”

Have fun with that Jones.

You just said that to the melting pot.

Bro, some of those men became mine.

As did alot of the short ones, shortstack.

You also have alot of short Italians, Asians and various other petite minorities.

Also I am still taller than you by at least 3 inches, maybe more.

What was your point in responding to me? You made yourself look like a fool.

17 May 2013

chocobo-strider:

the-disney-words:

SHARE TO SAVE TUMBLR!

- Let’s try and get 100k notes

True shit

A review by one of the folks sums it up perfectly:

“What worries me about Yahoo! buying Tumblr is how it would choose to incorporate the website into its email and homepage features. One of the reasons why Tumblr is so unique is because it’s a niche market. By adding more users who don’t fit into this niche, it would make it more difficult for communities to develop within Tumblr, and Tumblr would have to change to accommodate these new users. Tumblr as a website is not the kind that you can sign up for in a day and be on your way. It is a website crafted so that you can immediately post but must spend several weeks, sometimes even months, to build a community. With new users who would not be willing to spend time growing a community, Tumblr would have to be changed, which would alienate its current users. Those users have spent time and effort to make Tumblr what it is today, and they are the ones who spend time on the website daily. A user who is checking onto Tumblr because it’s attached to their homepage is not going to be as strong of a user nor as dedicated. By changing the website to suit this new user, you would lose the strong users while building an undedicated usership.

To any website that would think of buying Tumblr, they must understand that it is a website that cannot be changed to make it more user friendly to a casual blogger. I think that many Tumblr users would be less worried about a buy-out if they were promised that their communities and ways of using Tumblr would not be changed. No one is going to mind Yahoo! buying the website and gaining a few extra million dollars per year from the minimal advertising; what we will be upset with is if a company like Yahoo! then changes the website to increase casual users and decrease dedicated users. Yahoo! would gain nothing by losing this “cool” group of bloggers in an age group they so desperately want to reach, so they must cater to these individuals by leaving the website exactly as is.” - houseoftombombadil

As much as is does sound like a load of bullshit for someone to buy Tumblr, it’s a possibility. I Personally think it should stay independent and I hope David Karp keeps a hold of it like his own child. Or we make enough noise to where such major changes (if bought) will not happen. I would hate to see Tumblr turned into an advertising dump.

We’re not a ‘hip fad group’ to be marketed to. I hate the fact that’s all we look like to businesses in the end.

(Source: my--teen--quote)

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17 May 2013

After all these years…………

thelandofthemorningcalm:

sovietmachine:

thelandofthemorningcalm:

It had been a while since he had seen the Russian. What a joke this meeting had been this time. He couldn’t wait to get home after all the arguments and fights that went on this time about some political view that one country had. Nobody ever got really much done in the way of politics without at least disagreeing with one person, and it made the Korean really stressed. Even more, the damn Russian was here again, what joy. The feeling of coldness and hate still lingered somewhat as he stared at the Russian for a while, the memories of being divided from his brother still strong in his head. After all, it had been his fault that he wasn’t able to see his brother any longer. If he had just kept his damn ideology to himself, none of this would have happened. Nevertheless, he looked up at the Russian as he passed by him, and then moved out of his way as he walked home.

the meeting, as with most things when he came over to Korea, was little more than an awkward few hours- nothing seemed to come from the time spent here, other than giving the representative more than ample time to glare holes into his suits and to make it more than apparent that talking to the Russian was the last thing he wanted to do.

Not unless he could talk with something a little more damaging, maybe. Either way, it had been a less than wonderful waste of time. He nodded his thanks to the other man that took part in the meeting, trying not to meet the other man’s stare as did his best to stare through him, holding out his hand to shake and pushing a half-hissed thanks through his teeth.

Once this was over he could actually do something he might take an interest in; food was always something he could enjoy in any country, and as far as he had been told, the alcohol in Korea was especially good. His accent, he realised, might cause him some problems, but he could always play the part of the dumb tourist- it was usually a good way of diffusing aggression, at the cost of a little currency.

He watched the Korean’s back as he stalked away, waiting on the word of the leader of his embassy before taking his leave. The trip back to his hotel was gratefully quick and, after freshening up, he was ready to leave again. He was almost out of the door when something came to him and, while he was halfway dismissing the idea, he moved towards the phone, dialling the outcode and tentatively typing in the Korean’s number, waiting tensely for the other man to answer.

Even if this ended in violence, at least he could tell his embassy he had tried to be friendly.

He had gotten home a good thirty minutes later, and had a nice quick shower and got dressed in something more casual. Being in formal clothing wasn’t something he liked that much. He had gotten used to it, but, did it make him all itchy. Something about what it was made of maybe. He was just making some dinner when he heard his house phone ring. Quickly looking at the caller ID, he looked at it for a few seconds before slowly pressing the “talk” button.

He knew exactly who it was. It was Ivan, that man. Of course, he wouldn’t just hang up on him. Something inside of him made it feel that doing that would be a bit too harsh and besides, maybe they would have a possibly interesting conversation. Taking a deep breath, he answered in the most calm tone that he could muster.

“안녕하세요?” he said in Korean. He gave a few moments for the other to respond, trying to not say anything else in case he said something wrong without being able to stop himself.

He took a quiet breath as the other man spoke to him in his native language, quickly forcing down to slip into his own in retaliation. While he was petty enough, it wasn’t the time or the place at the moment. He’d leave the pettiness for another time… Or later on, depending on whether or not the dialect was the only cheap shot the other man was going to pull.

“Korea…” He pulled a face, mostly at how formal the words were. It didn’t seem like the best way forward, but he did regardless, not quite willing to let the Korean have an entirely easy time.

“I have some spare time before I have to pack, I was wondering if would not mind showing me around Seoul…”

He wasn’t entirely sure if it really was as awkwardly silent on the other end of the phone as it seemed, or if it was just his imagination, but he found himself pacing, taking a look out at the view in his hotel window. He wasn’t lying when he said he wouldn’t mind being shown around- the entire trip had been business and the lack of personal time was starting to drive him crazy… But Asian cities were always so much different to his own that they confused him. Seoul was no exception.

He felt himself sigh, the sound most likely audible on the receiver as he ran a hand through his hair, his pacing carrying him away from the window and back towards the ensuite.

“If you can that is… I think it would at least be beneficial for us to try and be hospitable to each other.”

17 May 2013

blauekornblume:

sovietmachine:

blauekornblume:

sovietmachine:

blauekornblume:

sovietmachine:

blauekornblume:

sovietmachine:

Why is this bullshit every year?

*This displeases him*

Something about peace and unity and keeping ties with other countries or some trite shit like that.

Are you serious?

I never see you rip each other apart and bait each other more than I do with this ‘Eurovision’.

Is utter bullshit- I hate pissing contests for the sake of a wet floor.

…….So what was it that you and America were doing not thirty years ago?

No.

Not particularly.

*He doesn’t remember any pissing contests between him and Alfred in 1911.

None that really jump out at him anyway.*

Anyway, everyone freaks out about Eurovision, then things cool down and go back to griping about it for the rest of the year.

…

*He doesn’t get the future.*

You look very stupid when you’re confused, but I suppose that can’t be helped.

You look stupid whatever you do, so I am unsure how to take that comment.

17 May 2013

Reblog if you are a MALE rper.

ALRIGHT YOU LITTLE SHITS

After all these years…………