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Teen Bruce being a band (Gorillaz type band, that’s why he wasn’t recognised) while training the world. It was mainly for a mission but it was fun.
It’s not until years later when a old band becomes really REALLY popular that Bruce is hoping no one realises that it’s him singing
Fucking PLEASE I need Bruce to have cool lore
Please please please
The older batkids refusing to accept that Bruce and Uncle Clark finally dating means they're also having sex now.
Dick: Yeah, I think I'll be joining them on their trip to Seychelles. Sounds real fucking nice right now. Some ocean and sun after that case from hell.
Wally: Dude, I think they'll probably want some alone time. They've been on a mission for over a week with like six other people and no privacy.
Dick: Why would they want alone time?
Wally: I mean… You do know…
Dick: No, I dare you. Tell me, what would they want alone time?
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Jason: Yeah, I haven't seen him in a while. Got a bad injury that he couldn't shake off. Old age and shit.
Diana: I don't recall many times I've seen Bruce take time off willingly. Remember that pregnancy scare they had back in June?
Jason: Who?
Diana: Bruce.
Jason: Bruce, who? How do these two correlate?
Diana: His pregnancy scare? Back in June? He was feeling off, incredibly nauseous, and overstimulated. He and Kal had to go to the Fortress for a couple of days because they thought Bruce was pregnant, but he wasn't.
Jason: No, he didn't. He can't. He couldn't.
Diana: Jason, you do know your father and Kal copulate, right?
Jason: Oh my god, no. Please stop.
steve rogers + the avengers (2012) suit
Oh Captain, I forgot that that suit does nothing for your ass
This post is almost 11 years old now, so I feel like it’s time for an update:
Im enjoying the longevity of tumblrs recontextualization style of humor. a seemingly innocuous post followed by like "posts that a gnome would make" or like "are you a phone"
More from the notes:
I love this post
The horse thinks as it scratches an itch
Actual roman epitaph for a dog
humans are the same
I’ve seen this one doing the rounds a few times (and it makes me cry every time I see it), but was curious about the original Latin text, so I did some digging: it’s a shortened version of CIL 10, 00659, a tombstone from Salernum (modern Salerno, Italy). (source; CIL is the Corpus Inscriptionum Latinarum).
Portaui lacrimis madidus te, nostra catella,
Quod feci lustris laetior ante tribus.
Ergo mihi, Patrice, iam non dabis oscula mille
Nec poteris collo grata cubare meo.
Tristis marmorea posui te sede merentem
Et iunxi semper manib(us) ipse meis
Morib(us) argutis hominem simulare paratam,
Perdidimus quales hei mihi delicias.
Tu, dulcis Patrice, nostras attingere mensas
Consueras, gremio poscere blanda cibos,
Lambere tu calicem lingua rapiente solebas,
Quem tibi saepe meae sustinuere manus,
Accipere et lassum cauda gaudente frequenter
And here’s my translation:
Wet with tears I have carried you, our little (female) dog, just as I did in happier times fifteen years earlier (lit. “three periods of five years). For myself, Patrice, now you will not give me a thousand kisses nor will you be able to lie lovingly around/against my neck. I have sorrowfully placed you, merit-worthy, in a marble tomb and I have joined you always to myself in death, as by your cleverness you matched a human. Alas, we lost such pleasures for myself! You, sweet Patrice, were accustomed to join us at our table, to beg charmingly for food (while sitting in our) laps. You were in the habit of greedily licking our cups with your tongue, which my hands often held for you. Frequently and joyfully (you) receive a weary one with your (wagging) tail...
tl;dr: this dog was named Patrice and was very, very loved. (another translation with some glossing of the text.)
It's the fact she's joined to them in death, it's the fact that she sat in her owner's arms and ate their food. That he held the cups down for her to drink from....
Hundreds of years and we still know she was loved. We still know how she liked to sleep. All these years!! Loving dogs is the same!!!!
gonna point out too that 15 years is an INSANELY long lifespan for a dog in ancient Rome. This dog was both well loved and well cared for to have lived so long. Obvs there's going to be some statistical overlap with ancient dogs with loving epitaphs having longer lifespans, but in a world without modern vetrinary science or medicine, no canine vaccines, and no nutritionally formulated dog food, this Roman's beloved pooch exceeded even the average pet dog lifespan today.
happy anniversary
Oh, hey Charlie, sorry you didn’t make it to the 8 year anniversary
gordon ramsey: is the food good here?
underpaid server:
My favourite thing about that show is how he treats servers. It was also the source of some very intense fantasies when I was a barista of him busting into my cafe, calling my boss a fucking idiot, then taking me against the broken dishwasher.
hottest fucking thing one can read, really (x)
posting this on twitter will get you put into witness protection
The magic of childhood is that you were constantly encountering new things. The best way to feel that way again is to fill your life with new experiences.
The magic of childhood is that you were constantly encountering new things. The best way to feel that way again is to fill your life with new experiences.
It’s an enamel pin of a cat biting another cat’s butt. No further explanation needed. (IT'S AVAILABLE HERE)
@theunknowngrowshere
... I found it. Love they made it into a pin–
Yay ill order it
Palestinians harvesting olives in Gaza, Palestine
Photographed by Majdi Fathi, Sept. 30 2023
I may not remember how to quote every single one of your verses but I have never stopped being able to read them.
I’m sure that someone has pointed this out already, but Spock’s “nobody’s perfect” in response to Saavik pointing out that Jim is “so human” mirrors the ending of Some Like it Hot where Osgood says “nobody’s perfect” to Jerry admitting he’s a man.
In Some Like it Hot, the “nobody’s perfect” line is basically Osgood admitting that he doesn’t care about Daphne/Jerry’s gender—he still loves and wants to marry him anyway. So, by the same logic, TWok’s “nobody’s perfect” line is Spock saying how he doesn’t care about Jim’s species: he loves him regardless.
i use flipaclip btw and i cant think of a caption my stomach hurts
One thing I treasure about this parallel in TOS is that it reminds us that being a “good person,” while it can ultimately become part of our being, is a series of constant, difficult choices. We are shaped by our experience and circumstances, and choosing to do good is more difficult in some situations and for some people than others.
It’s much more admirable knowing that Jim makes the choice over and over again to do the “good” thing, despite everything that has happened to him, so that he becomes the person the people who know him best think of as having an unassailable goodness, rather than just making a simple claim that some people are born to goodness and some are not. This extends to every character on the show, and into our own lives.
Goodness is not who we are, it’s what we do. Eventually, those actions become “what kind of people” we are. Knowing the other choice was possible makes the decision more meaningful.
