hipsterkittypostingteenybopper:

rapispoetryandpoetryisart:

zitao1:

sniffing:

oh my god

DONT MUTHA FUCKEN LIE!!!!!!! PLEASE LORDT!!!! 

Well it’s not so much that he’s officially disqualified for his comments – it’s more that he couldn’t take the oath of office and remain consistent at this point. If he took the oath and then tried to push his anti-Muslim agenda he’d be up for impeachment for violating the First Amendment. At least that’s my understanding.

emina-brasco:

This is what Scotland looks like in autumn, in particular the Isle of Skye and the West Highlands. The colors as well as the weather vary quite a lot at that time of year which makes the country even more exciting. Can’t wait to go back to see the beautiful scenery of Scotland once again.

please do make a real post about how much you love baron von steuben

seiya234:

falsedetective:

ok here’s some facts about my guy baron von steuben

  • very dubious claims of
    nobility. i’m too drunk and lazy to look it up right now but i’m pretty
    sure he shouldn’t have actually been called a baron
  • anyway he served in the prussian army under frederick the great but he was discharged because of some big gay sex scandal
  • he spent a while in germany but – you guessed it – got into another big gay sex scandal
  • eventually
    he realized his best option, to avoid prosecution for all these big gay
    sex scandals, was to leave europe entirely and go to america where they
    had way bigger fish to fry at the moment
  • so he’s recruited by
    the continental army, with the assistance of a letter of recommendation
    from ben franklin that HUGELY exaggerates his experience, probably
    unintentionally (the french title “Lieutenant General Quarters Maitre”
    was mistranslated as “lieutenant general” even though it really
    meant “deputy quartermaster”)
  • so he rolls into america – first
    of all, he’s arrested at the dock because he accidentally dressed
    himself and all his men in red coats and everyone thought they were
    british soliders. awkward
  • so once that’s all worked out, he rolls
    into valley forge with his whole crew – like, several aides, a chef, his
    dog, the whole shebang, and he’s greeted by an army of dudes who don’t
    even have matching coats and haven’t showered in 10 years. these guys
    are literally using their bayonets as cooking skewers, that’s how
    piss-poor an army they are. steub is like “WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS?” he is so disgusted with them
  • so the steub starts devising a
    bunch of drills for them to kick their ass into shape. the problem here
    is, he doesn’t speak a word of english, so he generally conducts drills
    by cursing at the soldiers in an incomprehensible mix of german, french,
    and english, leaving his french-speaking aides (alexander hamilton and
    john laurens among them) to translate for him
  • language barrier aside, everyone absolutely loves him. he’s such a dude. at one point in the war he holds a pantsless party, like, where you’re only allowed into the tent if you’re not wearing pants? flaming shots were served. this really happened i can source it if you want
  • literally america would not exist without this guy. the army was a fucking DISASTER before he showed up and taught them how to fight
  • anYywaY after the war he moves in with two of his aides/sugar babies, future senator william north and future state representative benjamin walker. the actual situation among these housemates is unclear but some of them were definitely banging each other. anyway, later in life he legally ADOPTS these two guys because he’s such a dedicated sugar daddy
  • he takes in a whole harem of hot young twinks including, at one point, john adams’ son and hercules mulligan’s son after the adamses try to break the two lovebirds up
  • he had no idea how to handle money and poor alexander hamilton had to manage all his finances and save him from bankruptcy lmao
  • i love him though we didn’t deserve him

#bearon von sugardaddy

@publius-esquire that is like, the bestest fucking tag in the history of forever

breaktotheotherside:

danceswithphantoms:

A couple is walking in St. Petersburg Square on Christmas Eve. They feel a slight precipitation.

“I think it’s raining,” says the man.

“No, it’s snowing,” replies the woman. 

“How about we ask this Communist officer here? He is always right!” exclaims the man. “Officer Rudolph, is it raining or snowing?”

“Definitely raining,” Officer Rudolph replies before walking off.

The man turns to his wife with a smile. “See? Rudolph the Red knows rain, dear.”

What pisses me off is the complexity of the context required to throw this pun so it made any sense.

The beginnings of the American Revolution, simplified

BRITISH EMPIRE: All right, fine, your stupid embargo worked. We won’t levy any more taxes-
AMERICAN COLONIES: Huzzah! Time to get drunk!
BRITISH EMPIRE: Except on tea.
AMERICAN COLONIES: What?
BRITISH EMPIRE: Get over it, it’s just tea. Seriously, where do you get this idea that you’re special and should never have to pay taxes? We hope that idea doesn’t go on to infect your political discourse centuries from now.
AMERICAN COLONIES: We’re not buying your stupid tea.
BRITISH EMPIRE: Are you being serious right now? What are you going to do, just stop drinking tea?
AMERICAN COLONIES: Yes. We’ll drink coffee.
BRITISH EMPIRE: Do you even know what that is?
AMERICAN COLONIES: No, but we’ve heard it’s good and we’re feeling surly.
BRITISH EMPIRE: Fine, whatever, we don’t even care what you do anymore.
BRITISH EAST INDIA COMPANY: Actually, we are pretty much bankrupt, so you need to make them drink the tea.
BRITISH EMPIRE: Oh, for—just drink the tea.
AMERICAN COLONIES: No.
BRITISH EMPIRE: Do it.
AMERICAN COLONIES: NO.
BRITISH EMPIRE: Drink it.
AMERICAN COLONIES: Fuck you.
BRITISH EMPIRE: Drink it or we’ll punch you in the face.
AMERICAN COLONIES: *Boston Tea Party*
BRITISH EMPIRE: What the hell?
AMERICAN COLONIES: We heard it was Indians.
BRITISH EMPIRE: That’s interesting, because we heard it was a bunch of colonists wearing paint and dressed in costumes that were remarkably similar to what a crowd of drunks who wanted to look like Indians would assemble if the only supplies they had were found in an alley behind a bar.
AMERICAN COLONIES: You get all types in Boston.
BRITISH EMPIRE: …*Coercive Acts*
AMERICAN COLONIES: Oh, it is ON.