this is my girlfriend
- *digs up steve jobs from his coffin*
- me: um....where are the black people emojis? why are you a part of the KKK?
- People in 2000: Y2K is going to kill us all!
- in 2001: Anthrax is going to kill us all!
- in 2002: West Nile Virus is going to kill us all!
- in 2003: Weapons of Mass Destruction are going to kill us all!
- in 2004: SARS is going to kill us all!
- in 2005: Bird Flu is going to kill us all!
- in 2006: E. Coli is going to kill us all!
- in 2007: Vaccines are going to kill us all
- in 2008: The Bad Economy is going to kill us all!
- in 2009: Swine Flu is going to kill us all!
- in 2010: BP Oil is going to kill us all!
- in 2011: Obamacare is going to kill us all!
- In 2012: The end of the world is going to kill us all!
- In 2013: North Korea is going to kill us all!
- In 2014: Ebola is going to kill us all!
- Me: Eh, it will work out.
never let your printer know that you waited until the last minute to print something and you’re in a hurry. they can sense fear
boy we weak as hell in america
It is an unusual school in an unusual location and is run by an unusual teacher.
Rajesh Kumar is a shopkeeper by profession but spends hours every morning teaching around 80 children from the poorest of the poor in India’s capital.
The 43-year-old visited the construction of the Delhi transit station a few years ago and was disturbed by the sight of many children playing at the site instead of attending school.
When he questioned the parents working at the sites they all said there were no schools in the vicinity and no one cared.
Consequently, his open-air class room was born - between pillars and beneath the tracks of the Delhi transit system, known as the Metro.
Every few minutes a train passes above, the children unperturbed by its sounds.
There are no chairs or tables and the children sit on rolls of polystyrene foam placed on the rubble.
Three rectangular patches of wall are painted black and used as a blackboard.
Anonymous donors have contributed cardigans, books, shoes and stationery for the children, as their parents cannot afford them.
One unnamed individual sends a bag full of biscuits and fruit juice for the pupils every day - another incentive for the children to turn up for their studies.