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@captainflowerbird
Leather fetishes are back in cuz everything is polyester these days.. touching real HQ material in 2026 is enough to give anyone a little sexual zing
“why’s he whimpering like that” do you ask why the sun shines? why birds sing? why you can simply pick a grape off of a vine and eat it?
happy donna sheridan unprotected sex day (1/3), everybody!!!
I don’t care if Monday’s yuck
Tuesday, Wednesday tread through muck
Thursday maybe eat a duck
It’s Friday, Flat as Fuck
your car: *bounces back and forth, defeated, its hood swinging by a mere thread*
my car: *triumphantly leaps six feet in the air, spraying hubcaps in victorious fervor*
What?
When we were children, my sister had private music lessons at her violin teacher’s house. I only visited there once, but I still remember that afternoon. The teacher had an artificial pond in her yard, a large beautiful thing with lily pads and plant life. And in the pond, there were goldfish. I had never seen such enormous goldfish.
I spent several minutes just staring at them (and trying to convince them to bite my fingers.) When my sister’s violin lesson ended, her teacher came out to the yard and explained that these goldfish were the same small creatures that were often unfortunately sold in plastic bags at state fairs. They were only about two inches long apiece, when she bought them and put them in the new, empty pond. In essence, they were like every goldfish I had seen before, but they had been given a much larger, much richer environment in which to flourish. As a result, they had grown into some of the most remarkable, vibrant creatures my twelve-year-old self had ever met with. All because of a pond.
Funny what lessons children remember. My sister doesn’t play the violin anymore, but that was the first time I caught a glimpse of the overwhelming extent to which it matters, the way the world treats us.
Reblogged again for this drawing I made for it
Give us room to grow and see how we flourish.
Love how there are like three main genres of PHM fanart:
Gorgeous full color paintings that may or may not have heavy religious imagery
What if Grace and Rocky could HUG
Grace doing something stupid (in front of Rocky)
How do you know you're not Asexual? Maybe you just haven't met the right nobody.
This "allosexuality" thing is just a phase. You just need to have really bad sex, and then maybe you'll change your mind.
cat
hottest fucking thing one can read, really (x)
these quotes answered all my questions ^^ very cool!
Hallo nette deutsche Menschen of Tumblr, mein Britischer Kumpel hat mich was gefragt und ich gebe diese Frage nun an Sie weiter.
Wie ist Ihr Mittag-/ und Abendessen normalerweise? (warme/kalte Gerichte)
Mittag warm essen, Abends warm essen
Mittags warm essen, Abends kalt essen
Mittags kalt essen, Abends kalt essen
Mittags kalt essen, Abends warm essen
Und bitte auch schön weiter rebloggen :) damit wir ne größere Gruppe befragen. Oder so.
Mfg, eine Rote Beete
My British friends version btw falls ihr sehen wollt was in der uk abgeht von @blueest-owl he started this debate
I love them both your honor.
Happy Pride Month for Rocky and Adrian for being together for almost two centuries and now have a controversial young trophy wife that's a leaky space blob who also saved the universe.
They both will be given a stink eye and called pebble snatchers behind their back lol
Sekt oder Selters
literally: Champagne or Seltzer
all or nothing
Origin: Selters is a German brand of sparkling mineral water bottled in the town of Selters an der Lahn (and in former times also from the town of Niederselters), which has become the common noun for any sparkling water in parts of Germany. The generic use of this term for sparkling water was officially abolished in West Germany in 1984 with the Mineral and Table Water Ordinance. In the GDR, this term continued to be printed on the labels of other producers until the German reunification. In inofficial language, the generic use continues in some region to this day.
The Romans referred to places where bubbling, water rose to the surface as Aqua Saltare, jumping / dancing water. Over the course of time, Saltare evolved first into Saltrissa and finally into Selters. In a charter from Fulda Abbey dating back to the year 772, the spring in Niederselters is designated by the name Saltrissa.
The English word seltzer is a direct adaptation of the German word Selterser—meaning "originating from Selters"—and is used predominantly as the compound expression seltzer water.
Do Eridians know they are different colours. I bet Grace's alien kids love finding out what colour they are. It means absolutely nothing to them but they're like :O :O
Some of them think he's making this whole 'colour' thing up to mess with them and try to catch him out by asking again on a different day to prove he's just saying random noises but he's like you are still blue buddy and they're like :O :O
Like if we met an alien species who had extra senses & they said that some humans felt spingly and some humans felt spoingly I bet we'd all want to know if we were spingly or spoingly humans
laser-free diet.
y'all need to hear about gerb.
gerb was my high school physics teacher. (gerb is short for mr. gerber.) when we were learning about radiation and whatnot, and we touched on radiation poisoning, gerb decided to tell us a story.
when gerb was in high school, he worked in a supermarket. a cashier. there was this one little old lady, mrs. cassopolis, who was a regular. mrs. cassopolis firmly believed that the lasers used to scan her food items would give her radiation poisoning. they tried to explain that’s not a thing. but old cass wouldn’t hear a word of it.
the employees had to punch in every. last. grocery. item. MANUALLY.
and this woman would buy cartfulls of food every week, like any good grandma trying to feed her five children and eighteen grandchildren every time they come for a Sunday visit. so pretty soon, the employees figured out a strategy to get her on her way and get on with their lives.
one or more employees would distract old cass while the cashier would scan all the items he could as fast as humanly possible while she wasn’t paying attention.
now this supermarket had a rewards program for its most efficient workers. the computer would track how quickly the cashiers scanned items, and how many total they scanned in one day, that kind of thing. so one day, gerb’s boss came to him and said “uh,”
“you scanned three hundred items in six minutes last Tuesday during your shift” and gerb says “i recall” “that’s about four times faster than anything i’ve ever seen” and gerb says “yea ok” “jeremy what happened?”
and gerb says
“i had to save a little old woman from placebo radiation”