The world’s first live lip-dub marriage proposal.

Sobbing. 

I think I need to have this in my life. 

whatshouldwecallnorthwestern:

This is just… perfection. 

(Source: my-not-so-secret-love, via carolinapineda97)

It would save me so much trouble…

animalstalkinginallcaps:

THANK HEAVENS YOU’RE BACK. WE’RE SO BORED WE’RE ACTUALLY DYING FROM IT. 

I’M ACTUALLY FINE. I TOOK A GLORIOUS NAP.

COMCAST IS DOWN AGAIN. SURPRISE, SURPRISE. WE WERE GOING TO BURN THROUGH SOME DOWNTON ABBEY BUT INSTEAD WE LISTENED TO HIGHLIGHTS FROM THE REPUBLICAN PRIMARIES ON AN OLD-TIMEY AM/FM TRANSISTOR RADIO WE FOUND IN THE GUEST HOUSE.

I DIDN’T ACTUALLY LISTEN BECAUSE I WAS NAPPING.

WE TRIED TO DISCUSS THE CANDIDATES’ VIEWS ON IMMIGRATION WITH THE MAID, THE ENTIRE KITCHEN STAFF, THE GARDENER, AND THE ORGANIC PRODUCE DELIVERY GUY BUT NONE OF THEM SPEAK ENGLISH.

I SPEAK FLUENT CATALAN BUT THIS MEXICAN SPANISH, IF YOU CAN CALL IT THAT, IS JUST GARBLED NOISE TO ME. PLUS I WASN’T AWAKE.

NOT TO ALARM YOU, BUT IF ANY OF THOSE MEN GET ELECTED WE’RE GOING TO STARVE TO DEATH IN A VERY DIRTY HOUSE.

Excuse me while I sit here and sob.

Ryan O’Shaughnessy’s “No Name” on Britain’s Got Talent

amplifiction:

Puppy love.