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I live in Kentucky. I'm a firefighter at a small department in eastern Kentucky and a little bigger department back in Indiana where I'm originally from. Nationally certified EMT and an EMT in the Commonwealth of Kentucky. Secular Humanist Democrat. Ask me anything, I'm always around.

So I have two pictures of me on tumblr with over 100 notes. One of which has over 200 notes. Am I famous yet?

I literally cannot bring myself to give any semblance of a fuck about this class.


Rate My Professor. 

dippincountryboy:

My therapist is a beer

(via queenbitchashley)

slimydad:

I love the sims because I love architecture, interior design, and playing god

(via feminerrd)

(Source: fyspringfield, via lets-go-to-neverland)

Monty Python is so freaking hilarious when intoxicated.

There is classical music playing in the bathroom of the second oldest building on campus and I can’t find out where it is coming from and it’s freaking me out. I’m just trying to poop in peace, ghost.

mylittlebig-world-of-my-mind:

take-me-tom-hiddleston:

ship-it-all-the-way:

jadedfalling:

sickledsnake:

itsdorkgirl:


BOND is a tiny touch module. It can be a pendant or a bracelet but it comes in pairs. You keep one and you give one to a friend. When you touch it, your friend feels it. No matter where they are on the planet. We don’t do tweets, we do tickles.

gonna put it on my dick

THAT IS NOT THE INTENDED USE SIR

This is actually so cool because some people wear bracelets and necklaces and things as comfort items. I used to wear a necklace from my grandma to remind me of her and I would touch the pendant on it when I was feeling down or stressed. So imagine (if she were still alive), every time I did that she would know I was thinking of her, drawing strength from her.
And then imagine poking it and the other person feels it and pokes back and you end up in a real life facebook poke war.

I would send messages in morse code

magine you and your best friend have one. When the friend dies, he/she is buried with the bracelet. A couple weeks later, you feel someone touch your wrist.

Well this escalated from cool tech to perverted hilarity to something heartfelt then finally something out a creepypasta
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