I Hear My Mom Shrieking Downstairs, Shouting Up To Me About “THE CATS! THE CATS!”

Should I? For MacGyver, of course. 

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Today’s adventure

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MacGvyer - Gag Reel, Season 1

Fake dating AU where instead of Eddie getting back together with and kissing his wife in 2x07, he panics and tells her that he has a boyfriend, despite the fact that he hasn’t been on a single date since she abandoned left them, let alone started a serious relationship with anybody. When she starts asking questions about him, and later to meet him- “For Christopher, Eddie. I might not have been doing a good job of it lately, but I’m still his mum and I still care about him; I deserve to know whose apart of his life now, especially if it’s a big a part as this.” -Eddie panics more and starts talking about the first person that comes to his mind: Buck. 

Cue Eddie nervously approaching Buck the next day and asking him to come to dinner with him and his unofficial ex-wife as his boyfriend to help cover up his lie and Buck eagerly agreeing because that’s what friends are for right?

and I had more but it’s late and I’m tired and my brains refusing to cooperate with me enough to get it all down. 

Reblog if you're black tumblr.

You don’t have to be black, it just means you support us, you stand by us and you’re for us.

okay but where’s the story where mac and jack get drunk together and promise that if neither of them is in a relationship when mac turns 30, they’ll get married.

mac turns thirty, and they’re both single. they go to vegas to get married.

at the county clerk’s office to get their marriage license, they are told they can’t get a license because they filed a marriage certificate in california like four years previous.

cue hijinks as they try to figure out how they got married while trying to hide their feelings from each other.

About an hour ago, I was in Walmart looking for my conditioner because today is wash day for my hair. As I’m looking for my product, this older white lady approaches me and she says, “Excuse me, miss. Please don’t be offended by this.” And usually when white people tell me not to be offended, 9 times out of 10, whatever they are about to say is going to be offensive af.

Anyway, she follows it up with, “My husband and I just recently won our custody battle with our foster daughter and she means the world to us. She’s a beautiful African American girl and her hair looks a lot like yours. But I’m afraid because I don’t know what to do with her hair. It’s a lot different from mines and our other children and we are at a total loss. I’ve tried looking up the YouTube videos and my husband went to the braiding shops so they can teach him how to properly braid her hair, but he’s still pretty new and it will be a while before he gets used to it. Do you have any tips you can give me? If you don’t have the time, it’s okay, really! I just needed a little advice because I want her to look beautiful.”

Y’all. swear I almost started crying on aisle 6. So for the last 30 minutes, I spent my time talking to her and what products to use and how to properly detangle and comb her hair with the proper tools and what not to do with natural hair. And I showed her a bunch of easier to follow natural hair tutorials on YouTube and saved them for her. (I also had to create a YouTube account for her so she could save it for later.) but omfg, she was so sweet, and I could tell that she listened to every single thing I had to say and she took little notes on her little notepad.

And what really filled my heart was the fact that her husband actually taking classes from African braiding shops. And she showed me a picture of him wearing a little sweater vest and loafers in a little shop surrounded by beautiful black women showing him how to braid black hair and even the lady he’s braiding on is guiding his hands. And omfg. Bless these old white people and their black daughter who I know have new loving parents because they are willing to step out of their comfort zone just to make her feel and look beautiful.

I really hope our paths cross again one day, Mrs Cicilia. 💖💕