(via fuckyeahrachelmaddow)
by erin
(via fuckyeahrachelmaddow)
I feel like that Fisher-Price record player was the defining thing of my life.
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Pitchfork: Guest Lists: Memory Tapes
So jealous he had that and all I had was the lously Fisher-Price cassette player. On the other hand, I could make my own a cappella songs. I was really into MC Hammer and r&b.
(via desnoise)
My Fisher-Price cassette player was royal blue with orange buttons and a microphone. Even with my library-school-taught image search skills I still can’t find a picture of it on the internet. DID IT REALLY EXIST? I don’t like it when the internet makes me doubt my childhood.
(via ninexthesame)
Here’s the thing. The cassette player was tan with brown buttons, the AM/FM radio with microphone is right here.
Fascinating.
Hilariously, the only time I’ve been gay-bashed was at an OSU women’s basketball game.
Keyboard Cat, eat your heart out.
The animal uprising has begun!
This made me throw up a little in my mouth.