Ok def was not expecting this level of relatability
*submits this to the library of congress as a culturally, historically or aesthetically significant film*
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DEAR READER
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Ok def was not expecting this level of relatability
*submits this to the library of congress as a culturally, historically or aesthetically significant film*
how the vaccine works
Big mood
I slept in and laughed way too much at this
THE NOISESSSSS LMFAOOOOOOOO
Paranoia Agent (2004) dir. Satoshi Kon
If you guys aren’t following oneshotquesters on tiktok are you even on tiktok???
Massive L to our ancestors for not domesticating the Bear for the ultimate friend
We can start now
UNMUTE FOR THE LOVE OF GOD!! #intears #lmao
Art by CottonValent
ghost choir 👻 🎵
I DID NOT THINK ANYTHING COULD TOP GHOST DUET
I WAS WRONG
I HAVE NEVER BEEN SO HAPPY TO BE WRONG IN ALL MY LIFE
Happy Halloween the 1st!
This was so ridiculously drawn out and the conclusion was so obvious yet still I couldn’t tell where this was going
There was an old man who lived by a forest.
As he grew older and older, he started losing his hair, until one day, on his deathbed, he was completely bald. That day, he called his children to a meeting.
He said, “Look at my hair. It used to be so magnificent, but it’s completely gone now. My hair can’t be saved. But look outside at the forest. It’s such a lovely forest with so many trees, but sooner or later they’ll all be cut down and this forest will look as bald as my hair.”
“What I want you to do,” the man continued, “is, every time a tree is cut down or dies, plant a new one in my memory. Tell your descendants to do the same. It shall be our family’s duty to keep this forest strong.”
So they did. Each time the forest lost a tree, the children replanted one, and so did their children, and their children after them. And for centuries, the forest remained as lush and pretty as it once was, all because of one man and his re-seeding heirline.
Fresh air makes me gay
Roses are red, that much is true, but violets are purple, not fucking blue.
I have been waiting for this post all my life.
They are indeed purple, But one thing you’ve missed: The concept of “purple” Didn’t always exist.
Some cultures lack names For a color, you see. Hence good old Homer And his “wine-dark sea.”
A usage so quaint, A phrasing so old, For verses of romance Is sheer fucking gold.
So roses are red. Violets once were called blue. I’m hugely pedantic But what else is new?
My friend you’re not wrong About Homer’s wine-ey sea! Colours are a matter Of cultural contingency;
Words are in flux And meanings they drift But the word purple You’ve given short shrift.
The concept of purple, My friends, is old And refers to a pigment once precious as gold.
By crushing up molluscs From the wine-dark sea You make a dye: Imperial decree
Meant that in Rome, to wear purpura was a privilege reserved
For only the emperor!
The word ‘purple’, for clothes so fancy, Entered English By the ninth century
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Why then are voilets Not purple in song? The dye from this mollusc, known for so long
Is almost magenta; More red than blue. The concept of purple is old, and yet new.
The dye is red, So this might be true: Roses are purple And violets are blue
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While this song makes me merry, Tyrian purple dyes many a hue From magenta to berry And a true purple too.
But fun as it is to watch this poetic race The answer is staring you right in the face: Roses are red and violets are blue Because nothing fucking rhymes with purple.
Hirple - To limp or walk awkwardly
Cirple - An old Scots word for the hindquarters of a horse
“Roses are red, violets are purple,
My boner for you has caused me to hirple.”
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My, how romantic!
DYING. I AM DYING.
Calling theshitpostcalligrapher! We need @theshitpostcalligrapher
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This post has evolved.
Averaged Faces of Members of the 116th United States Congress
It’s him, Gerry Mandering
Sometimes i feel i’ve got to
*Tchaikovsky physically manifests in my house and fires two canon balls, destroying my home*
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