Don’t let that image fool you. Click on the video; you won’t regret it.
(You’ll probably also shed a few tears at the end.)
AHHHHHHHHH. So good!
See this, THIS is how adult education and illiteracy should be in real life.
People being kind, supportive, encouraging, not mocking because you took a little longer to learn something.
I’m sorry I get really emotional about people learning and education and I’m crying really hard right now because I really wish this was a commercial for a adult education network/organization that was becoming mainstream and commonplace and celebrated and not about alcohol
This is a beautiful commercial. Even though it is a commercial for alcohol, it hands down beats the usual marketing devices for such products.
this is fucking fantastic
I’M NOT CRYING YOU’RE CRYING
you know I used to be a person who did not cry at things?
NOT TRUE ANYMORE.
jeez. watch this.
This is stunning!
One of the best things I’ve seen in a long while. Well done.
So my school runs on quarter systems and we’re currently on Spring Quarter. So when my dance crew sent out an email on the listserv “SQ 14” made sense.
But I’ve been so used to reading SQ as Swan Queen, I was just
"Swan Queen episode 14?"
Anonymous asked: heehee how about one of the two being like, fucked with the (unloaded) gun
Follow-up from this.
Jamie quirks an eyebrow at Joan, naked and panting and pointing the gun at her.
"Really?" her lips stretch into a slow smile and she sits up to pull off her shirt.
"Mhm," Joan hums and pulls herself up on her knees, watching as Jamie flings the material to the floor. The blonde smirks and leans in to kiss her.
Joan humors her for a moment before pressing the gun against her chest and pushing lightly. “Now everything else,” she gestures to Jamie’s clothing, “off.”
"All right, all right," Jamie complies, keeping her eyes locked with Joan’s as she strips.
"Now roll over," Joan commands once she’s naked. Jamie does as she’s told, lying flat on her stomach and waiting. She feels the cool metal press to her neck as Joan leans over her.
"How did you know?" Joan asks, trailing the gun slowly along Jamie’s spine.
Jamie shivers. “It wasn’t very subtle, darling.”
Joan laughs quietly. “I suppose not. Spread your legs.”
"Oh, yes, have I heard any bad jokes… I have a pretty bad joke. I may be wasting your time if you’ve heard this joke. A grasshopper hops into a bar. The bartender says, ‘Hey, man, we’ve got a joke named after you.’ Grasshopper says, ‘You got a drink named Bob?’"