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  • Socialism: You have 2 cows and you give one to your neighbor.
  • Communism: You have 2 cows; the Government takes both and gives you some milk.
  • Fascism: You have 2 cows; the Government takes both and sells you some milk.
  • Nazism: You have 2 cows; the Government takes both and shoots you.
  • Bureaucratism: You have 2 cows; the Government takes both, shoots one, milks the other and throws the milk away..
  • Traditional Capitalism: You have 2 cows. You sell one and buy a bull. You herd multiplies, and the economy grows. You sell them and retire on the income.
  • An American Corporation: You have 2 cows. You sell one, and force the other to produce the milk of four cows. Later, you hire a consultant to analyze why the cow dropped dead.
  • A French Corporation: You have 2 cows. You go on strike because you want three cows.
  • Japanese Corporation: You have 2 cows. You redesign them so they are one-tenth the size of an ordinary cow and produce twenty times the milk. You then create a clever cow cartoon image called Cowkimon and market them Worldwide.
  • An Italian Corporation: You have 2 cows, but you don't know where they are. You break for lunch.
  • A Swiss Corporation: You have 5000 cows. None of which belong to you. You charge others for storing them.
  • Chinese Corporation: You have 2 cows. You have 300 people milking them. You claim full employment, high bovine productivity, and arrest the newsman who reported the numbers.
  • An Iraqi Corporation: Everyone thinks you have lots of cows. You tell them that you have none. No one believes you and they bomb your arse. You still have no cows, but at least now you are part of a Democracy.......
  • Counter Culture: 'Wow, dig it, like there's these 2 cows, man, grazing in the hemp field. You gotta have some of this milk!'
  • Surrealism: You have two giraffes. The government requires you to take harmonica lessons.
  • Apathyologism: You have 2 cows. You do not care.
  • Fatalist: You have 2 doomed cows...
  • Atheism: You have 2 cows. There is no God.
  • A West-Country Corporation: You have 2 cows. That one on the left is kinda cute.
  • A Brazilian Corporation: You have 2 cows. You pay taxes for 6 cows. You have to sell one cow in order to pay the taxes. Your remaining cow gets sick and dies while waiting for availability in the public vet hospital.
  • Russia: You have two cows. Since they are both female, if you happen to keep them in the same stable you will pay a 5,000 rouble fine for homosexual propaganda.
  • PETA: You have two cows. You kill them both. You then use naked women to convince other people that killing cows is wrong.
  • Moffat: You have two cows. Both of them are your daughters time traveling from the past where they had a brief love affair with Da Vinci making you the rightful Queen of England. As you assume the throne, you throw them off a building.
  • Hussie: You have 2 cows. You ask for another one. Instead of getting just 1 cow, you get 2,485,506 cows.
  • Romney: You have 2 cows. You are not the president of the united states.
  • Once-ler: You have 1 cow. Everyone decides to make 5 different versions of that cow.
  • Old Spice: You have 2 cows. The cows are now diamonds. I'm on a horse.
  • An Irish Corporation: You have a million cows because they're everywhere
  • Tumblr: You have 2 cows. You ship them together and make GIF posts screaming about how much you love your cows, but they should stop existing because they are so perfect.
  • Also Tumblr: I give you a hamburger.
  • Night Vale: You do NOT have two cows. Cows do not exist. What's a cow? Show me a cow! That's not a cow! Who let you in here?
  • Tom Hiddleston: You have two cows. You are very sorry for them.
  • Thranduil: You do not have two cows, you have an elk. Riding on two cows is not majestic. Also the dwarves are on fire.
  • Dwarves: You had two cows but now they're on fire.
  • Bilbo Baggins: You did not invite those two cows for dinner.
  • Cows: The shit you go through.
  • This post: Started off as a post that explained different goverments but then everything changed when the fire nation attacked
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queenofchalices:

FUCKING THANK YOU!!

queenofchalices:

FUCKING THANK YOU!!

(Source: tastefullyoffensive, via i-married-a-vox-populi)

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sodakick:

glux2:

The first one always gets me for all the little details, specially how Link seemingly tried to murder Ganondorf in his sleep.

Reblogging for grumpy dad Ganondorf.

(Source: nintendoreports, via starmie)

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euphoariam:

Dawg i fucking love cheese

(Source: maleficent-z, via mateonevarez)

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brinconvenient:

An owl on a towel.

(Source: a-dreamaway, via obsolescent-personhood)

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biddie5:

If I don’t become famous for this I’m going to be sad

(via best-of-tumblr)

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defranco:

No crazy lady, the Jesus insurance policy doesn’t cover dragging your one month old baby down the aisle on your wedding dress. (X

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cocastiel:

mellro:

edwardspoonhands:

karenhallion:

miss-nobody13:

itsprongs:

Oh god guys. JK Rowling is a genius, and so is this person.

the thing I love about this fandom is that there are 7 books and 8 movies to observe. so every once in a while some blessed soul finds a piece of information that makes all the magic resurface again

Mind. Blown. 

Oh Lord…it’s a metaphor too. It’s symbolic of Neville holding on to his past, the horrors of what happened to his parents, of being a passive vessel for that atrocity. As if the terrible thing kept happening and would never stop happening. 
When he moves forward and becomes part of his own story instead of the story of his past, his strength surges. 



TEAM NEVILLE FOR LIFE

It also shows that if you give a kid the wrong tool, he may be a genius but he’s never going to be able to build something with it.

cocastiel:

mellro:

edwardspoonhands:

karenhallion:

miss-nobody13:

itsprongs:

Oh god guys. JK Rowling is a genius, and so is this person.

the thing I love about this fandom is that there are 7 books and 8 movies to observe. so every once in a while some blessed soul finds a piece of information that makes all the magic resurface again

Mind. Blown. 

Oh Lord…it’s a metaphor too. It’s symbolic of Neville holding on to his past, the horrors of what happened to his parents, of being a passive vessel for that atrocity. As if the terrible thing kept happening and would never stop happening. 

When he moves forward and becomes part of his own story instead of the story of his past, his strength surges. 

TEAM NEVILLE FOR LIFE

It also shows that if you give a kid the wrong tool, he may be a genius but he’s never going to be able to build something with it.

(via christoferdrewology)

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apinecornrider:

sjiek-de-friemel:

cheycherry:

superjem94:

You better listen to your own words Sonic. 

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He’s obviously testing his limits with this whole “game jumping” thing

He’s gone turbo.

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spookytanuki:

I installed this little fucker on every computer I could get my hands on when I was a kid. I loved him. He told jokes, sang songs, and he’d read anything you wanted him to out loud with his robot voice.
Every once in a while, he’d ask to be sent to some kind of jungle school where he could learn new jokes and songs, but it cost real money, and I wouldn’t have dared to ask my mom for virtual monkey jungle school tuition. She hated him from day one. I don’t know why. He’d just pop up and try to sing to her when she was reading her Christian Evangelist chain mail in Outlook.
Turns out, he was adware all along, and was apparently selling my web browsing info to shady companies in secret. He eventually got caught, and I think they euthanized him. He never really loved me, I know. But I still love him. If I knew anything about programming, I’d resurrect him somehow without the spyware. He could be rehabilitated. I know he could.

spookytanuki:

I installed this little fucker on every computer I could get my hands on when I was a kid. I loved him. He told jokes, sang songs, and he’d read anything you wanted him to out loud with his robot voice.

Every once in a while, he’d ask to be sent to some kind of jungle school where he could learn new jokes and songs, but it cost real money, and I wouldn’t have dared to ask my mom for virtual monkey jungle school tuition. She hated him from day one. I don’t know why. He’d just pop up and try to sing to her when she was reading her Christian Evangelist chain mail in Outlook.

Turns out, he was adware all along, and was apparently selling my web browsing info to shady companies in secret. He eventually got caught, and I think they euthanized him. He never really loved me, I know. But I still love him. If I knew anything about programming, I’d resurrect him somehow without the spyware. He could be rehabilitated. I know he could.

(via tirnanogue)