When a person loses their khakis, they lose a pair of pants.
When someone from Boston loses their khakis, they can’t start their car.
goats are assholes and I fucking love them for it
Wee prancy bastards
May this person make themselves known?
I have a creative spark, but it’s going nowhere. I have the idea, but nothing is coming of it.
I swear, I have an idea for a song, a great idea, but it feels like someone else has already written it and has done a better job at it.
I’m losing it. It kills me to think so.
Thank you, college, for killing my passion.
Have a good Christmas to you, kindly stranger :)
Good grief, you’re such a cunt.
As stupid of a photo this is, this man is a bro.
I really actually miss him.
RIP Mr. Crocodile Hunter. Its sad you didnt die by a crocadile tho…
awh I just realised how much I miss watching him on TV when I was little
If you don’t reblog this you don’t deserve to be Australian
I really do miss him :( I was at the zoo when I found out!!
Aw I remember meeting him, he was holding a baby crocodile and he let me pat it, 2 years later, I went back and he’d died 2 weeks earlier :(
i remember when i was flying from new york to hawaii we had to stop in dallas and on our flight from dallas to hawaii the like air hostesses were like omg your from australia did you know steve irwin?! and the talked to us about him the whole flight haha
i remember when he died i was like 8 or something and i cried and made a whole folder with pictures of him and the newspaper artices hahaha :( RIP
poor stevie. even though your daughter is ridiculously annoying, i still respect yew
You’re family are so brave Steve, just like you! R.I.P
I’m not even australian and i reblogged this. He was the hero of my childhood. xx