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On Stalin’s birthday, the custom was that Stalin would meet with honor students and ask them questions. Maria meets with Stalin, she is a senior in high school. “Who is your mother?” he asked. “Russia,” she said. He then asked, “Who is your father?” “Stalin” she said. “What do you want to be?” he asked. “A doctor” said Maria. She was sent to one of the best medical schools.
Second student, Vladimir greets Stalin. Stalin asks the same two questions, and Vladimir answers, “My mother is Russia and my father is Stalin.” “What do you want to be?” asked Stalin. “An engineer” replied Vladimir. So he was sent to the best engineering school.
Then Boris meets with Stalin who asks him the same two questions. Boris answers, “My mother is Russia and my father is Stalin.” “What would you like to be?” asks Stalin. “An orphan” replies Boris. joke from late 1940’s in Romania, as recited by Eva Mozes-Kor. (via gedenkenbrauchtwissen)
979. One of the Muggleborns enchants some blue-bound books to act like Tumblr, and then distributes them to all their Muggleborn friends. Word gets out and they’re forced to make more, and then the purebloods get into it and the staff members are so confused, what the heck is ‘Hogblr’? Why are they all talking about their ‘feels’? They have no clue, except for Flitwick. He’s the John Green of Hogblr.
My dad just said: at your age you’ll probably wanna try a lot of things. Boys, girls, being a girl, being a boy, being punk or goth or spunky. And im okay with that. As long as you don’t come home and tell me youre a republican
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As long as you don’t come home and tell me youre a republican