Stay Gold, Pony Boy
 
 

The Dean offered me a job at the library. Three hours a day in exchange for gift certificates for the cafeteria. Troy said I should take it because I’ll be literally paid in tacos. 

Advanced Gender Studies

purplepenprinciple:

iambatmannow:

purplepenprinciple:

iambatmannow:

purplepenprinciple:

Okay guys, we should probably go ahead and study, right?

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Studying can wait until some other time… or should I say space. Somethings shifted. There’s a good chance we’re dealing in parallel universes. 

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We’re getting way off focus here, guys…

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The possibility of parallel universes suggests the danger of time paradoxes the likes of which could destroy the world as we know it. It’s been a reoccurring cautious tale throughout 50 years of Inspector Spacetime.  

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Parallel or not, I don’t want to be in a world where we all fail our midterms! Okay, five more minutes to get it all out of your systems, and then we’re buckling down and studying for real.

TO THE TIME BOOTH! 

Advanced Gender Studies

wingercharm:

iambatmannow:

purplepenprinciple:

Okay guys, we should probably go ahead and study, right?

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Studying can wait until some other time… or should I say space. Somethings shifted. There’s a good chance we’re dealing in parallel universes. 

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Abida, you should have a page on TV Tropes where you list every moment you’ve been “meta”

A variation on the old dictionary joke. Classic Winger. 

Advanced Gender Studies

purplepenprinciple:

iambatmannow:

purplepenprinciple:

Okay guys, we should probably go ahead and study, right?

image

Studying can wait until some other time… or should I say space. Somethings shifted. There’s a good chance we’re dealing in parallel universes. 

image

We’re getting way off focus here, guys…

image

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The possibility of parallel universes suggests the danger of time paradoxes the likes of which could destroy the world as we know it. It’s been a reoccurring cautious tale throughout 50 years of Inspector Spacetime.  

Advanced Gender Studies

purplepenprinciple:

Okay guys, we should probably go ahead and study, right?

image

Studying can wait until some other time… or should I say space. Somethings shifted. There’s a good chance we’re dealing in parallel universes. 

I’m Alive! And also very very pregnant.

brittasbetrippin:

iambatmannow:

purplepenprinciple:

brittasbetrippin:

purplepenprinciple:

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It’s not even subtext at this point

What do you mean?

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1x02 | Spanish 101Spoilers!

Britta’s therapizing me. She’s been using terms like subtext and consensual validation. She’s gone into overdrive since Jeff returned.

I think you’d call it a coping mechanism, Britta. 

First, I never used “consensual validation”. I had to Google the term, if you must know. 

Second, out of curiosity, what do you think I’m coping with?

It was in your psychology book. I read them all when Troy bet me Friday night’s movie choice that fear of oddly colored cats was a real phobia. 

You’re upset that the one man you thought wouldn’t fall into a traditional life, and who you saw as a free spirit like yourself, is doing exactly what you thought he wouldn’t. You’re beginning to examine your life choices. Like in every sitcom involving attractive people in their 20s and 30s, when a single character begins to doubt herself and her choices when an immature ex-boyfriend gets married. 

I’m Alive! And also very very pregnant.

purplepenprinciple:

brittasbetrippin:

purplepenprinciple:

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It’s not even subtext at this point

What do you mean?

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1x02 | Spanish 101Spoilers!

Britta’s therapizing me. She’s been using terms like subtext and consensual validation. She’s gone into overdrive since Jeff returned.

I think you’d call it a coping mechanism, Britta. 

I’m Alive! And also very very pregnant.

purplepenprinciple:

iambatmannow:

purplepenprinciple:

iambatmannow:

I’ve 97 percent certain that was the line you used on an elf maiden during our Fat Neil centric adventure. Annie was much more persuasive. 

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I’m Alive! And also very very pregnant.

purplepenprinciple:

iambatmannow:

wingercharm:

justaskann:

Hey everyone! I’m so, so sorry about the ridiculous amount of inactivity the past few months. Things have been crazy for me, being pregnant and planning my move here to Greendale and finalizing things at work for my maternity leave.

So yeah! I am now in Greendale with Jeff, and we’re just finishing up the nursery. Lukas is due in just barely am month, can you believe it? I sure can’t, though I’m excited to finally meet him.

Anyway, I need to get back to settling in, Jeff and I still have a lot of baby-proofing to do around his apartment before Lukas gets here. Talk to you all soon!

Ah, my swollen, beautiful girlfriend. 

How I missed you. 

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I’ve 97 percent certain that was the line you used on an elf maiden during our Fat Neil centric adventure. Annie was much more persuasive. 

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Homicide Analysis 101

Abed

You find a piece of notebook paper taped on the wall of your mini-dreamatorium. Written on it is a haphazardly written note in handwriting that you recognize to be…your very own.

The end is nigh for you and your lame study group. Greendale. Thursday @ 8.

Taped onto the note is a small purple pawn. You can’t help but think that this is the way that horror movies start. Well, not all of them. Actually, a strikingly small percentage. It’s hardly relevant. However, if you’re going to be trapped in some B-list horror flick with your evil counterpart, you’d better come prepared.

Thoughts of a parallel universe themed board game was enough to occupy Abed’s mind throughout his walk to Greendale. He felt very middle school doing so. Though he’d never walked to school in the dark before. It added to the ominous atmosphere, as well as provided as his only mode of transportation given that Troy had taken the car. In hindsight, he should have put more thought into the conflict in means of arrival than what pen to use. (He’d settled on the official Greendale pen. It read, “GREENDALE COMMUNITY “COLLEGE”*” on one side and, “*experience” on the other in a considerably smaller font. The pens had been “raffled off” to the Dean’s favorite students in a mid-lunch ceremony.)

By the time he’d reached his destination, Abed had decisively switched his focus on writing a board game centric horror movie. Sure it had been done before, but the young filmmaker was certain he could do better than The Black Waters of Echo’s Pond and similar Razzie fodder.  

Abed entered the school through a side door, careful not to attract the attention of any of his fellow study group members that may have already arrived. Any early interference would mess with his master plan. He felt rather sinister thinking that. “Master plan.” He rubbed his hands together evilly for dramatic effect.

It was a short walk from Abed’s chosen entrance to the Communications Center;  a wing of the building that for whatever reason housed the Intro to Statistics classroom. (A class that added drama given Jeff’s involvement with the teacher, and a classroom that was used for the much more popular class, Baby Talk, on Thursdays and Saturdays.)

He hadn’t gotten a chance to shut the door of classroom before he heard loud “thump” noise in the distance. Abed could only assume Jeff had found the surprise he’d laid out for him. 

(Source: nbcooc)