Green Day’s lovely cover of Eye of the Tiger
Rising up BA NA NA NAAAA
BA NA NA NA NA NA NAAA NAAAA
Went the distance now I’m BA NA NA NAAA
Gotta fight BA DO DOO DO DO DOOO
It’s the Eye of the Tiger it’s the
BLAH BLAH BLAH BLAH
BA DA DA BOO DOO BOO DOO BA DA BAAAA DAAAAAA
DOO DOO DOOOO
BooDoOoDOooDooDOoodOoo dadAAaaaDA DA
daaa ddaaa ;sldkfls the eye of the
i thought you were exaggerating holy shit
oH MY GOD
Reblogging this again because it’s so funny
this is the best day of my life
I can see Finnick’s eyes, green in the moonlight. I can see them as clear as day. Almost like a cat’s, with a strange reflective quality. Maybe because they are shiny with tears. “No,” he says. “I can’t carry them both. My arms aren’t working.” It’s true. His arms jerk uncontrollably at his sides. His hands are empty. Of his three tridents, only one remains, and it’s in Peeta’s hands. “I’m sorry, Mags. I can’t do it.”
What happens next is so fast, so senseless, I can’t even move to stop it. Mags hauls herself up, plants a kiss on Finnick’s lips, and then hobbles straight into the fog. Immediately, her body is seized by wild contortions and she falls to the ground in a horrible dance.
I cried soooo hard!!
This was the single funniest thing I have ever seen a president do.
I’M STILL LAUGHING.
I will never not reblog this.
Politics aside, he’s probably a person I could hang out with. Take him off the presidential pedestal and he’s someone you can play basketball with or go out to Denny’s with.