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thememedaddy

anotherknifeinmyhands

#hilarious

anotherknifeinmyhands

wormpdf

#important

helloitsbees

got asked “why are you open on Easter Sunday?” by a very angry woman at work today…my literal sister in christ it’s because you are also here

helloitsbees

if you think that god doesn’t want people to sell jeans today then ma’am perhaps you should not be buying jeans today

helloitsbees

#my //literal// sister in christ #dying

guooey

#lyrics

dingdongyouarewrong

do y’all remember that short story where a scientist like, raises his daughter with no contact from the outside world and teaches her english wrong, like he teaches her that ‘yes’ and ‘no’ have the opposite meaning than they actually do and that ‘up’ means ‘down’ and vice versa, and then this guy meets her and starts to teach her what the words actually mean and she kinda sorta starts to get it and like, realize that it’s fucked up

and then one day she’s not home and the house is on fire and her dad’s inside and the firefighters are like ‘is there anyone inside’ and she says ‘no’ and we don’t know whether she understands what she’s saying or not

wild

quinintheclouds

no I do not but please tell me more

headspace-hotel

What IS it with short stories that are just seven crunchy layers of fucked up?

aokozaki

There’s another one from the same author about a salesman who goes from town to town selling his miracle glue. He gives demonstations showing that if you rejoin two pieces of cut rope with it, the rope can hold up a car! (And of course, a chain is only as strong as its weakest link).

But it turns out he’s a conman, and while the glue does work, it dissolves after a few hours of use, which is why the salesman keeps moving from town to town. And we see a few scenes of people caught up in the scam, like a guy who’s canoe sinks because he plugged a hole using the glue, or an old lady crying because her fine china - which she thought she could finally repair for good - breaks apart again.

And then the salesman meets another inventor, who presents his portable flying machine. It’s a little box you attach to your wrist like a watch, and it really lets you fly! The inventor says he actually made two, and lets the salesman borrow one, and they go flying together. It’s quite fun, to the point of losing track of time, and the two seem to get along, conversing all the while.

The salesman loves the flying and the conversation, they’re miles up and it’s thrilling. But the inventor admits the two flying machines are miles apart in terms of quality, and he decided to give the better one to the salesman for their little flight.

After all, it’s made using the salesman’s miracle glue.

#okay but who is the author??#written

iblost

(Jamie Anderson)

#oof.

angst-and-fajitas

Maybe it’s just my soup-loving instincts, but food in a bowl is so much better than food on a plate. Why eat a salad on a plate when I can eat it in a bowl? Why eat pasta on a plate when I can eat it in a bowl? Mashed potatoes and gravy! Pie and ice cream! Curry! Soups and stews! Beans! Bowls are Round and Good and shaped for your hands! Hold bowl close and feel warmth!! Heck yeah!!

#except for when its a cold food.

thefugitivesaint

Vera Bock (1905-1973), “The Heroes” by Charles Kingsley, 1954 Source

#art

gaycommunist

i wish i knew you when i was young

“wish i knew you” the revivalists // word of honor/山河令 , 天涯客/ faraway wanderers // “it’s a miracle we ever met” hallie bateman // “the great believers” rebecca m // @poeticsuggestions // “tim i wish you were born a girl” montreal // @dogmotifs // “come under the covers” walk the moon

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