Miguel Mialichi agfhgfvf true 😂 that reminds me of when we were in our sports hall which has no windows and someone turned the light off and you couldn’t see more than a cm in fronting your face and everyone legit screamed like that
Game? Ha, I would lose 5 hours tops. Now a final paper with all of my research in the middle of class because it is an in class writing assignment, that would be truly bad.
And here, we discover the Markiplierous Rage-anorous in his natural habitat. Here, this delicate creature demonstrates his dominance and masculinity by playing what the animal world calls rage games. Every time the Rage-anorous dies in each game, he exerts a variety of mating calls which include: howls of anger, cursing, cries of anguish, whines of frustration, and finally, a moan of satisfaction as the young creature's rage levels begin to decrease exponentially. And so, the Markiplierous Rage-anorous has demonstrated his place in his world.
I can picture Crocodile Hunter going like, "Crikey, look over dea. That's a Markiplierageanorous. One of the most deadliest creatures on the planet. One sound byte from him and I'm dead...I'm gonna poke him with a stick.". (MATING CALL SOUNDS) " AH, HE'S ANGRY...HE'S ANGRY".
TheSquishyGrape I once rode in Ford Fusion Uber and it kept making a circle and lost track of the GPS but luckily my dad was tracking where I was on his Uber app
1:17 That sounded kinda weird tho OH MY GOOOOD OH MY GOD OOOOOOOOOOOHHHHH MMMMMYYYYYYYYY GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOODDDDDD Also, at 2:54... Don't know where my mind's at...
It was always like this and still will be now, and will be forever. Fuck school and college, its bullshit. FUCK SCHOOL burn in hell fucking shithole school. fuck school. fucking hate it
Mark and his son: Son: “Let’s play an game on the Nintendo switch 302 dad!” *~ After a long time of concentration in Mario Kart 21. His son wins with a little amount of time. ~* Mark: “Oké, son, go stand by the door. Don’t call mom, don’t mind me I need my moment.” *mark throws away the controller and begins to scream: “I HatE My LIfE, I hAAaaaAaTe iT,” his son stares at him scared. There are standing a few cactuses and Mark is punching all around him. He knocks them over. Then he clams down.”* Mark: “So son, what do you want to play next?”