snorlaxatives:

legalize peruvian puff peppers

mushiemallows:

the office is such a stupid show i love it so much

baby's first words
baby: d-d-da..
father: daddy?
baby: dada /ˈdɑːdɑː/ or Dadaism was an art movement of the European avant-garde in the early 20th century. Many claim Dada began in Zurich, Switzerland in 1916, spreading to Berlin shortly thereafter but the height of New York Dada was the year before, in 1915.[1] To quote Dona Budd's The Language of Art Knowledge,
Dada was born out of negative reaction to the horrors of World War I. This international movement was begun by a group of artists and poets associated with the Cabaret Voltaire in Zurich. Dada rejected reason and logic, prizing nonsense, irrationality and intuition. The origin of the name Dada is unclear; some believe that it is a nonsensical word. Others maintain that it originates from the Romanian artists Tristan Tzara's and Marcel Janco's frequent use of the words "da, da," meaning "yes, yes" in the Romanian language. Another theory says that the name "Dada" came during a meeting of the group when a paper knife stuck into a French-German dictionary happened to point to 'dada', a French word for 'hobbyhorse'.[2]
The movement primarily involved visual arts, literature, poetry, art manifestoes, art theory, theatre, and graphic design, and concentrated its anti-war politics through a rejection of the prevailing standards in art through anti-art cultural works. In addition to being anti-war, Dada was also anti-bourgeois and had political affinities with the radical left.
130186:

Chanel Haute Couture Fall 2014

130186:

Chanel Haute Couture Fall 2014

awwww-cute:

This is Finn. He thinks everyone he meets is his best friend so he sits by the door waiting for people

awwww-cute:

This is Finn. He thinks everyone he meets is his best friend so he sits by the door waiting for people

if u coulf chnge ur name what would u change it to
Anonymous

iguanamouth:

fourty exclamation points in a row and it is pronounced like a person screaming

mcdolands:

Me: “dad am i adopted?”
Dad:no, ur David. why woud anyone name you ‘Adopted’? even if we wanted to, ur name was alredy David when we adopted you