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Twas the nizzle before Christmizzle, when all through the hizzleNot a creature was stirring, not even a mizzle; fo shizzleThe stocking caps were worn by the homies with care,In hopes that St. Nizzle soon would be there;The bitches and hoes were up all snug in their beds,While visions of bling sparkled on their heads;And mamma with her swag, and me in my cap,Had just settled down for a long ass nizzle,When out on the stoop some bitch came around,I sprang from my crib, to knock this fool down.Awizzle to the window I flew like the Flash,Tore open this bullshit and threw out the trash.The moon had her fine titties glistening on the snowDamn son, now I gotta clean this up too yo,When, what to my wondering eyes should appizzle,But a tinyass sleigh, and eight tinyass reindizzles,With a little old pimp, so lively and quick,Woah wait, hold up one moment, is that St. Nick?!Faster than shots in a bar his homies they came,And he whistled, and shouted, and called them by name;“Yo, Dasher! Hey, Dancer! Damn, Prancer and Vixen!Yo, come on, Comet, Cupid , Donder and Blitzen!To the windows! to the walls!Now run bitches! Run bitches! Goddamn y’all!”But I heard him shout, fore he flew outta sizzle,“Happy Christmas to all, and to all a good-nizzle.”
Fo shizzle. 

Dear god.

But a tinyass sleigh, and eight tinyass reindizzles

I LOVE THE INTERNET OH MY GOD.

BLESS THE INTERNET
i finally know the true meaning of Christmizzle.

colour-my-world:

inferni:

stop-wait-listen:

fiveserpentsteeth:

Twas the nizzle before Christmizzle, when all through the hizzle

Not a creature was stirring, not even a mizzle; fo shizzle

The stocking caps were worn by the homies with care,

In hopes that St. Nizzle soon would be there;

The bitches and hoes were up all snug in their beds,

While visions of bling sparkled on their heads;

And mamma with her swag, and me in my cap,

Had just settled down for a long ass nizzle,

When out on the stoop some bitch came around,

I sprang from my crib, to knock this fool down.

Awizzle to the window I flew like the Flash,

Tore open this bullshit and threw out the trash.

The moon had her fine titties glistening on the snow

Damn son, now I gotta clean this up too yo,

When, what to my wondering eyes should appizzle,

But a tinyass sleigh, and eight tinyass reindizzles,

With a little old pimp, so lively and quick,

Woah wait, hold up one moment, is that St. Nick?!

Faster than shots in a bar his homies they came,

And he whistled, and shouted, and called them by name;

“Yo, Dasher! Hey, Dancer! Damn, Prancer and Vixen!

Yo, come on, Comet, Cupid , Donder and Blitzen!

To the windows! to the walls!

Now run bitches! Run bitches! Goddamn y’all!”

But I heard him shout, fore he flew outta sizzle,

“Happy Christmas to all, and to all a good-nizzle.”

Fo shizzle.

Dear god.

But a tinyass sleigh, and eight tinyass reindizzles

I LOVE THE INTERNET OH MY GOD.

BLESS THE INTERNET

i finally know the true meaning of Christmizzle.

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When you put hot water or milk in it, it turns white with the mischief managed and then that fades away as it cools down.

Click to follow this blog, you will be so glad you did!

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