What if One Googles Irish…?

So i was hit with this memory of seeing this one 9gag post where a dude had googled ‘the most british picture on the internet’, hit images, and saw the first picture that caused the post to be born. It was Mr. Bean, riding a horse, on a black Sedan-like Mercedez Benez and the Big Ben in the background with the queen waving in a corner, the union jack everywhere, that epic Royal Guard with their red uniform and black furry skyscrapper hats…and other stuff i cant recall =P

SO i wanted to google something like that too =) but German was pretty expectable, with those bartenderish chicks with huge boobs in green plaid dresses and braided up hair and white lace. Holding alotta beer, in those huuuge, tall and glass mugs. And then id already seen the american one- i shall now proceed to find it since it was REALLY hilarious. both, actually. if i do find them, i shall post them in here too. hang on. lemmeh get mah google on ^_^

WO-o-ooW. I just googled ‘the most american picture ever’ and there are just too many good ones!! So ive put some of the best ones. Yay =3

Now, this was the first one, and i think its pretty epic. who wouldnt?

bad george washington, trying to copy natsumi and shit

^Badass Washington. Copying Natsumi and shit (Luka) (from Alice Academy.)

Now the rest are just too cool to be ignored. Like Honest Abe here in the top left corner, on a bear…

come at me, bro! said Honest Abe

'Merica Since

^The eagles got lazer eyes…different colored lazer eyes O.o and theres Captain America, very nice, oh, look! Wooven bacon. now that IS american =P

Dat Hamburger

^Two words. Dat Hamburger. *Ham Burger. *three words. he he he, woops =P

Now, fair warning, the next ones explicit with some chicks in bikinis. avert your eyes now if you mind or find it indecent or whatever. scroll fast, fast! Theres still the British photos i gotta post with the Doctor and the Queen…

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^Is Lady Liberty brandishing a lightsaber? Wickeeeeeed.

And, aplty enough with the wicked (Ron Weasleyyy~!), onwards to Great Britain!

The most british thing everrr!

^And here she is, the most British picture. Its got The Doctor, Her Majesty in a photoshopped jearesy, what i assume to be an incomplete Union Jack on her face, and the Royal Guard, course. And atleast one pair of monocles. And a Cocker Spaniel, i think? well, whatever, dat dog. and tea. mhmm. clear pass. its also got Sherlock so alls right in the universe ❤

now just for one other coolio Brit pic i found. And this ones got Harry Potter, Mary Poppins, and even 007, my senior partner in beating up crime. atleast, when im 003.

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And nooow, finallyy, to move on to the POINT of this post in the first place. What came up when i googled ‘the most Irish picture ever on the internet?’ THIS.

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^ZE CATS IN AN IRISHY GREEN LEPRECHAUN HAT!! and theres another kitteh tooo! ❤ aaaaand lookie at all that green, and THEM SHAMLOCKS everywhere! im in love with this pictuuuure. D’aaaw =)

[Perfectly, its got snowflakes on the table cloth too <333]

-Frosty
the cool as hell snowman that inspires everyone and anyone

(Not so Much) Poetry Insipired by Sickitude

So i was planning out a sick song in my head just now, and thought- hey, i should record it, and just post it here.

as future me can recall quite vividly, im sure, and if not, this account should shed some light on the memories that i get quite a bit, well, wonky when sick.

like willy wonka wonky. (HA HA. arent i funneh?)

anyhoo, im lamer than usual (i typoed lamer as lamber and i was seriously considering leaving it like that for a second and then making a bad pun about going for the lion rather than the lamb. yes, i had a pll marathon yesterday, duuh.) and weirder and crazier and make NO SENSE AT ALL.

but rather than reminece about such stories of the past where i have embarrassed myself expertly and proffesionally, lets sing out that sick song now shall we?

wait. i cant sing. (no, not just cant cant, but i reallyyyy cant cant cant. i has a throat infection.) so i will now write a sick poem.

i forgot. damn. oh well. lets start from scratch…in a bit. i feel dizzy. so im going to minimize this, lie down for a bit then get back to it later. and yeah, im THAT sick, im getting woozy. and my eyes are tearing up…

gosh,  i hate being sick -__________-

around four and a half hours (i read HP and the Half-Blood Prince, i slept, i was on fb, i slept some more, moaned, complained, froze and shivered, sweat and turned on the ac, then read just a taaad bit more. and watched Night at the Museum for the second time since its RELEASE. wohoo!) i am exhasted, sleepy, and feel like puking. and like theres a knife being twisted in my gut. i hate being sick =/

yeah, i think i reaaaallllyyyy need to get to sleep now. i just temporarily (2 and a half seconds, dammit!) forgot how to spell nife. i mean, knife. crap. i just did it again.

yeeaah, so i need sleep now. ‘night.

Ze Sick Ze,
-Ze

haha. repetition is funny. no? nevermind. i am lamer than usual. especially since im sick aaand sleep deprived/had too much sleep (sixteen hours. no wonder im still up in the ams.). so yeah. sleep. i covet it dearly.

Amature-Bookreader- My Sister and The Fan

My sister amazes even me, which should be pretty difficult by now, since my expectations are the lowest of all (in the family or otherwise). And yet, when she still manages to stoop lower than that, it leaves me speechless, mindnumblingly shocked, and totally mindblown.

This happened to be one of those incidencts.

So my sister just started an adventure that scared even the over-couragous me (becasue if my siter was infact about to set out doing this…then what may become of the world as we know it?). and that adventure was reading. yes, my sister started to READ. even i am shocked.

and yet, that is not todays particular incident of shock, oh no. However, while on the topic of her reading id like to ellaborate a bit.

Still disappointed and depressed over the books she decided to read, im still not sure how i feel about my sister reading terrible books i hate like Vicky Angel by Jacqueline Wilson (a book that manages to be controverisal to almost all world-widely famous religious beliefs about life-after death) instead of something truly epic like my re-reading Harry Potter. i mean, realllyyy? Wilson’s…shtuff over Harry-inspiring-kids-to-look-forward-to-their-eleventh-birthday-for-a-letter-from-hogwarts-Potter?! really?!

ahem. so er…yeah =P to the actual incident of shock now…

The rooms cool, but both the AC and fan are off…so i tell my brother to turn the fan on. Hadia, isntantly starts complaining, saying that itll mess with her book. so i ask her HOW in the world the fans managed to do that. She responds- and here it comes- with how if the fans on, the pages of the book will begin to flip, because theyll get blown away by the fan. Just just- what? So she ellaborates, exasperated, asthough this is something as easily understood as needing food to live. that basically, the fan will blow air towards her book (factually incorrect. the fan does not blow air, it turns, causing already existing air in the room to move.) and thus turns and moves the pages, making it totally IMPOSSIBLE to read. DUH.

um…how about just trying hold the book properlyy?? you know, in such a way that you can actually READ it without worrying about the pages being moved by something normal like having a fan on in the summer…

and then she showed me how she held the book. it was like she was pinching it tentively, like it might try to bite her, or that shes considering how much cooler itd look on the floor…, anyways, basically, if i so much as turned the fan on, the might might have flown out of her hands.

As a porffesional and awesome mega bookreader nerd-mhmm, self bestowed title, course =D- that i am, i couldnt even COVNEY the level of hugeness of the facepalm i wanted to and nearly did attempt having witnessed and HEARD all of this…but out of fear of smushing my head and killing all my brain cells, making it pretty unlikely to get into say Yale or Standford or even THINK, i decided not to. it was a VERY close call at that too.

aaaand she just did another face palm worthy moment just now as i was typing all this out…she asked me if i wrote in the book shes particularly reading right now and not the author cuz the FONT HAD CHANGED when they showed what was written…um, i cant explain it too well, what i mean so ill show you and examples. (cuz like im all about the examples ^_^ )

so then i elegantly scrawled a message across the corner of her page. the message read,
Oi, what do you MEAN by Percy Jacksons not awesome?!
^the above scrawl being in an actual different font…it didnt work here for some reason =Y

SO YEAAAH…it was like that. but it was basically a girl writing a message with frosting on a cake or something. it couldve been ketchup on a hotdog too so…yeah, whatever, she basically thought wrote it…just no…no.

hmm =/

ladies and gentlemen, my sister. wohoo.

keep your facepalms ready.

Ze Out!

A Weasley Twins Interview

A Weasley Twins Interview

i found this on http://www.9gag.com and just found it hilarious =) i totally adoooorrreee the weasley twins, in both books and movies. they are seriously my favs in harry potter =) i hate how the death and minor ear injury of them is so badly portrayed in the movie. i HATE that, but because everyone loves them so much, so many people (almost everyone in the hall) was crying at that scene. As it happens, a friend of mine asked me at this particular scene, while everyone and she herself, asks me ‘is my kajul ok?’ or is my kohl/eyeliner/eye make up? it was this ridiculous yet depressingly sad moment =P that happened to be funny =)