1. When someone mentions MMFD

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    stagecoachjessi:

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    Apparently friends are being made WORLDWIDE because of the show - and this gives me the JOYS!

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  2. Since it’s #nationaldogday, check out these furry, little jerks that I adore. #shihtzu #wheaten #dogs

    Since it’s #nationaldogday, check out these furry, little jerks that I adore. #shihtzu #wheaten #dogs

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  6. beatonna:

time for haircut

    beatonna:

    time for haircut

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  7. Strike up the band, it’s Freshman #URmovein. Welcome Class of 2018! #rochester #universityofrochester #uofr

    Strike up the band, it’s Freshman #URmovein. Welcome Class of 2018! #rochester #universityofrochester #uofr

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  10. rnazerunner:

hangin out the passenger side of his best friend’s ride trying to holla at me

    rnazerunner:

    hangin out the passenger side of his best friend’s ride trying to holla at me

    (via insanelycool)

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  15. danagould:

Two years ago, I was performing at The Punchline in San Francisco, and Robin came to the show with our mutual friend, Dan Spencer. 

This particular batch of material was the first time I had touched upon my then still-fresh divorce wounds, and big chunks of it were pretty dark. The next day, I got a text from a number I didn’t recognize. Whoever it was had obviously been to the show and knew my number, so I figured they would reveal themselves at some point and save me the embarrassment of asking who they were. 

The Mystery Texter asked how I was REALLY doing. “You can’t fool me. Some of those ‘jokes’ aren’t ‘jokes.” By now I knew that whoever this was had been through what I was enduring, as no one else would know to ask, “What time of day is the hardest?” 

He wanted to know how my kids were handling it, all the while assuring me that the storm, as bleak as it was, would one day pass and that I was not, as I was then convinced, a terrible father for visiting a broken home upon my children. 

I am not rewriting this story in retrospect to make it dramatic. I did not know who I was texting with. Finally, my phone blipped, and I saw, in a little green square, “Okay, pal. You got my number. Call me. I’ve been there. You’re going to be okay. - Robin.”

That is what you call a human being.

    danagould:

    Two years ago, I was performing at The Punchline in San Francisco, and Robin came to the show with our mutual friend, Dan Spencer.

    This particular batch of material was the first time I had touched upon my then still-fresh divorce wounds, and big chunks of it were pretty dark. The next day, I got a text from a number I didn’t recognize. Whoever it was had obviously been to the show and knew my number, so I figured they would reveal themselves at some point and save me the embarrassment of asking who they were.

    The Mystery Texter asked how I was REALLY doing. “You can’t fool me. Some of those ‘jokes’ aren’t ‘jokes.” By now I knew that whoever this was had been through what I was enduring, as no one else would know to ask, “What time of day is the hardest?”

    He wanted to know how my kids were handling it, all the while assuring me that the storm, as bleak as it was, would one day pass and that I was not, as I was then convinced, a terrible father for visiting a broken home upon my children.

    I am not rewriting this story in retrospect to make it dramatic. I did not know who I was texting with. Finally, my phone blipped, and I saw, in a little green square, “Okay, pal. You got my number. Call me. I’ve been there. You’re going to be okay. - Robin.”

    That is what you call a human being.

    2 weeks ago  /  8,478 notes  /  Source: danagould