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I think you mean wonderful analogies these are beautiful
please number 9 is the greatest thing i have ever read
i am l uaghing so ha rd at 4
what youâd think the ancient roman republicâs political system is like: a complex but generally functional collection of politicians working together to help rome thrive; after all, the romans took great pride in their republic!
what itâs actually like (roman millionaire voice) mom said itâs my turn on the consulship
how to draw arms ? ?Â
holy fuck
holy fuck is right⊠but⊠does it work with legs???
yes !!
but how much extend
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I NEARLY CHOKED
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finally. i can be accurate
This is too fucking great to not reblog
I give it MASCLES
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LMAOOOOOO
Okay but for anyone who legit wants to know how to calculate it correctly:
The elbow joint on average rests a couple inches higher than the navel, so if you measure how long the distance is from the middle of the shoulder to that point then you have the length of the upper and fore arms!
So if anyoneâs wondering about legs too, the simplest rule of thumb is that the length from the top of the leg to the knee is equal to the distance between the top of the leg and the bottom of the pectorals:
And I wanna stress that when i say âtop of the legâ iâm not talking about the crotch (please donât flag me tumblr itâs an anatomical term) iâm talking about the point where the femur connects to the pelvis, which is higher up on the hips:
Itâs easier to see what Iâm talking about in this photo of a man squatting:Â
So yeah if you use that measurement when using this technique you should get fairly realistically proportioned legs:
But remember! messing with proportions is an important and fun part of character design! Know the rules first so you can then break them however you please!
HOW THE HELL DID I FIND THIS POST OMG
my entire life changed when my dentist told me that the only time my teeth should be touching is when iâm chewing. every single time my teeth are touching i have to separate them. and i noticed that i clench my teeth a LOT.
when your mouth is closed and your teeth are touching or held tightly together, you are unnecessarily straining muscles out of stress. the healthiest way to hold your jaw is slightly apart, where it is relaxed. THIS HELPS WITH HEADACHES
I unclenched my jaw upon reading this.
WHAT???
WHAT
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anyone else bummed they have 2 sleep alone tonight and uh not in some1s arms
DIVORCE HIM
Our society has a number of loveable buffoons who fool around and are excused from acting like prats because theyâre funny. They might be rubbish at most things but as long as their banter is flowing, we put up with it.
These types are almost exclusively men. You donât get hilarious, idiotic women being lorded as icons of our culture. Diane Abbott is dismissed as a cretin while Boris Johnson is a joker.
Which begs the question: is conscious male incompetence a form of misogyny?
If you labour the point that you canât cook, then chances are that you wonât be made to cook. If you make a hash out of doing the laundry or hoovering, youâre forcing someone else to take over.
Few have the patience to watch someone do a job badly over and over again and so often, theyâll just take it upon themselves to do your chores as well as their own. Emotional labour is doubled when youâve got an incompetent clown on your hands.
I was recently listening Semi Circles, a BBC radio comedy starring Paula Wilcox, first broadcast in 1989.
Itâs about a housewife who recently wakes up to the fact that sheâs spent the past eight years being a slave to her kids and nice-but-emotionally-dim husband.
Part of this awakening is the realisation that she does all the housework because her husband is crap at it. Left alone, he makes inedible food. He lets the kids stay up well beyond their bedtime. He leaves the house a tip.Â
He doesnât even try to do a good job because he fears that if heâs too good at these jobs, his wife will make him do more of them.
https://metro.co.uk/2017/11/01/male-incompetence-is-a-subtle-form-of-misogyny-7046248/
Put these garbage men in the garbage where they belong.
I went and checked the original source and itâs worse. While most of the comments get the problem (the lying, not the eggs) some of them just cannot see that this shit is actually a big honking warning sign for bigger shit. A loving person is not capable of doing this.Â
He literally puts his mere convenience over her actual well being. This guy thought up and executed a plan where she has to do *all* the work (because of course it wasnât just this one specific thing) while he watches her tire herself out from the sidelines. Imagine this going on for *years*. âŠnow imagine this with kids. You think this guy cares if she gets off during sex? Would he take care of her if she were to get sick? Would he ever lift a finger if he could get away not doing it?Â
She canât trust a word he says and he doesnât give a shit about her needs. Itâs not about the *eggs*.
Sorry to reblog from you, stranger, but this commentary is all very good. I especially appreciate the emphasized statement that âa loving person is not capable of doing this.â That line is going to rattle around my brain for ages â the words feel good in my mouth. How youâve said it is just so right.
I want to add some of OPâs further comments on the thread she made:
âTo be fair, I have pretty high standards for cleanliness and his idea of clean vastly differs from mine and honestly, thatâs okay! But now Iâm starting to seriously wonder if he sabotaged cleaning, too, just to get me to do it. Dishes, for instance. He will wash half and leave a nasty sink full of the rest, claiming heâll do them later. This drives me nuts, so I just do them. Often he will leave crusted on shit on then, too, so okay, Iâll just do them, right? Now because of the egg business, Iâm seeing it as malicious.â
â The husband is lazy. He seemingly commits to housework, only to bail partway through, and doesnât even put in the effort required to do the job right in the first place.
âYes, he sucks at dishes and laundry to the point he is banned from doing them. He will leave clothes in the washer overnight and doesnt separate anything to the point Iâve had many white clothes ruined. My favorite white brassiere is now pink due to his bullshit.â
â The husband is inconsiderate of his wifeâs property, even that which is well-loved. Could his repeated failure to learn how to do this task have been a ruse? Did he anticipate his banishment from laundry duty? OP now has to genuinely wonder about this.
âIâm starting to think he does things wrong on purpose now just to get me to do it. Another example! My car. For a while my driver side door wouldnât open from the outside, so I had to crawl through the passenger side. He ordered a handle and kept putting it off for WEEKS. Finally, he says his hands are too big to do it, so I had to do it.â
â The husband makes excuses for himself that cast him as an unwitting victim to fate, with the implication that he would totally do [action], if only he could. He distances himself from any possibility of blame.
Obviously, anonymous forum posts are taken with a grain of salt â we, as readers, will never know for sure if OP is real. Thatâs not a concern for me, though. Like I donât care. The fact is that if one assumes this is all true, it is very obvious that the posterâs husband is a perfect example of maliciously feigned incompetence. Heâs manipulative and lazy to the point of cruelty, expecting his wife to work while he fails to lift a single functioning finger. The statement that âhe likes her eggs betterâ isnât cute like some have stated in the replies to this post; itâs just another excuse that walls him off from criticism, a bullshit reason he pulled out of his ass to make her feel guilty and unreasonable for being upset.
The absurdity of the situation when taken at face value â lying about eggs, getting mad about making eggs, even just the reality of deviled eggs (an inherently silly prep style) being someoneâs favorite food â extends an air of the absurd to the wifeâs concerns, and to othersâ warnings. I have noticed several comments to the tune of, âThese people are all mad about eggs? What a joke! How oversensitive. Thatâs just how men are; this is just what marriage looks like.â
Itâs fucked up, is what it is.
âŠdeviled egg lady, if youâre truly out there somewhere, I hope you told your husband to make his own goddamn eggs from now on. Itâs literally the least he can do.
When I was angry about this people reblogged from me to say it was no big deal and saying that itâs not as bad as I was making it sound and that he was actually just complimenting her and everyone takes things too seriouslyâŠthis is what you need to read.
Actions show you the mind of the person who decided to act on them. His actions told her that he was capable of lying to and manipulating her for his own benefit. That is never healthy. Itâs a sense of entitlement that can only be achieved when he doesnât view her as having equal value as him, that her labour can be exploited to compensate for his lack of contribution.
It will never be the only time he is manipulative, thatâs a place you can only get to when manipulation is very common and easy for you, you donât even consciously realise that anymore.
Itâs more than an abuse red flag, itâs abusive on its own.
Iâm just sitting here remembering that Shel Silverstein poem about drying the dishesâŠ
I see this all the time. My dad always says we (me and my 2 sisters) should help our mom whit her chores. She is very tired of doing everything alone in the evening, after she worked 8 (most of the times far more) hours bc she has a job.
But we almost never see our dad helping. We're used to the fact that mom is doing everything, and we don't help. I'm guilty of this, but also... Its terrible to do chores while others are just laying around, doing nothing. My mom want to have some rest too.
But she can't. And she can't change this. Bc someone has to cook, wash the dishes, wash all of our clothes, etc.
as you get older the phrase âwhen people tell you who they are, believe themâ becomes so much more important. people literally hint at their more shitty characteristics all the time but downplay them in a nonchalant way. you just gotta pay attention
dogs are toddlersÂ
Boo!
sighâŠ
Oh my fuck I just spit my drink everywhere
Iâm in fucking tears
I ugly laughed
Dirty talk but you both use your customer service voice
Thanks I hate it
partner: *cums*
me: great! will you be needing anything else today?
Customer service but you use your dirty talk voice
Youâre a nasty little bitch arenât you? Trying to return these shoes after 30 days.
Jeezus fuckin Christ
itâs ninety-nine degrees outside, four fuck-thousand percent humidity, and my husband was like, âiâm gonna go for a bike ride.â and i was like âwhy. no. why. donât put us on the news like that. local fool collapses on unnecessary journey. donât do it.â so he says he doesnât want to âhide in the houseâ because the sun is shining. bruh. honeybruh. âthe sun is shiningâ does not cover it. its hot outside. its motherfucking hot as fuck outside. our outdoor plants have been crying into their hands all week. whole cars are melting into the sewer. our fucking patio umbrella developed sentience to ask me for lemonade this morning
@robotmango, you need to work for the weather forecast - this was both hilarious and so vivid it made me stand up and get some iced tea.
this is a great idea, thank you. here goes. my audition tape for the weather channel. dearly beloved. we are gathered here today to have a fucking funeral for the outdoors. it had a good run, with all its creeks and clouds and shit. pretty great. now itâs ten-thirty at night but still ninety-two asshole-sweating degrees and humid as fuck. everything is hot and slimy, like being a âborrowerâ that got trapped inside a bottle of shampoo and then accidentally microwaved. you can see on my doppler radar that nothing is moving around out there because everything is probably dead. the only alive thing is the mosquito currently trying to drill a hole in my leg. no surprise that all the shitbag mosquitos are fine, since the thermostat of hell is always at the devilâs preferred temperature. this forecast has gotten away from me a little, but in conclusion fuck the sun
I think Iâve reblogged this before, but âthe thermostat of hell is always at the devilâs preferred temperatureâ is fucking poetry
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It was kind of a dick move to create animals that require air, then confine them to the freaking ocean
If you are talking about dolphins they used to be wolf like creatures that due to scarcity of food they had to hunt in water so they slowly evolved into water mammals, dolphins still have claw bones but they are unnecessary and dolphins will get rid of them with time and will develop abilities to breath under water
(This also partially applies to whales)
They were what now?
Legolas pretty quickly gets in the habit of venting about his travelling companions in Elvish, so long as Gandalf & Aragorn arenât in earshot theyâll never know right?
Then about a week into their journey like
Legolas: *in Elvish, for approximately the 20th time* ugh fucking hobbits, so annoying
Frodo: *also in Elvish, deadpan* yeah weâre the worst
Legolas:
~*~earlier~*~
Legolas: ugh fucking hobbits
Merry: Frodo whatâd he say
Frodo: Iâm not sure he speaks a weird dialect but I think heâs insulting us. I should tell him I can understand Elvish
Merry: I mean you could do that but consider
Merry: you can only tell him ONCE
Frodo: Merry. Youâre absolutely right. Iâll wait.
#legolasâ hick accent vs #frodoâs âi learned it out of a bookâ accent #FIGHT FIGHT FIGHT
Legolas: umm well your accent is horrible
Aragorn: *hollering from a distance* HIS ACCENT IS BETTER THAN YOURS LEGOLAS YOU SILVAN HICK
Frodo: :)
Frodo: Hello. My name is Frodo. I am a Hobbit. How are you?
Legolas: yâalldâveâffâve
Frodo, crying: please I canât understand what youâr saying
Ok, but Frodo didnât just learn out of a book. He learned like⊠Chaucerian Elvish. So actually:
Frodo: Good morrow to thee, frend. I hope we twain shalle bee moste excellente companions.
Legolas: Wots that mate? âEre, you avinâ a giggle? Fookinâ âobbits, I sware.
Aragorn: *laughing too hard to walk*
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i mean, honestly itâs amazing the Elves had as many languages and dialects as they did, considering Galadriel (for example) is over seven thousand years old.
english would probably have changed less since Chaucerâs time, if a lot of our cultural leaders from the thirteenth century were still alive and running things.
theyâve had like. seven generations since the sun happened, max. frodoâs books are old to him, but outside any very old poetry copied down exactly, the dialect represented in them isnât likely to be older than the Second Age, wherein Aragornâs foster-father Elrond started out as a very young adult and grew into himself, and Legolasâ father was born.
so like, three to six thousand years old, maybe, which is probably a drop in the bucket of Elvish history judging by all the ethnic differentiation that had time to develop before Ungoliant came along, even if we canât really tell because there werenât years to count, before the Trees were destroyed.
plus a lot of Bilboâs materials were probably directly from Elrond, whose library dates largely from the Third Age, probably, because he didnât establish Imladris until after the Last Alliance. and Elrond isnât the type to intentionally help Bilbo learn the wrong dialect and sound sillier than can be helped, even if everyone was humoring him more than a little.
so Frodo might sound hilariously formal for conversational use (though considering how most Elves use Westron heâs probably safe there) and kind of old-fashioned, but heâs not in any danger of being incomprehensible, because elves live on such a ridiculous timescale.
to over-analyse this awesome and hilarious post even more, legolasâ grandfather was from linguistically stubborn Doriath and their family is actually from a somewhat different, higher-status ethnic background than their subjects.
so depending on how much of a role Thranduil took in his upbringing (and Oropher in his), Legolas may have some weird stilted old-fashioned speaking tics in his Sindarin that reflect a more purely Doriathrin dialect rather than the Doriathrin-influenced Western Sindarin that became the most widely spoken Sindarin long before he was born, or he might have a School Voice from having been taught how to Speak Proper and then lapse into really obscure colloquial Avari dialect when heâs being casual. or both!
considering legolasâ moderately complicated political position, i expect he can code-switch.
âŠitâs also fairly likely considering the linguistic politics involved that Legolas is reasonably articulate in Sindarin, though with some level of accent, but knows approximately zero Quenya outside of loanwords into Sindarin, and even those he mostly didnât learn as a kid.
which would be extra hilarious when he and gimli fetch up in Valinor in his little homemade skiff, if the first elves he meets have never been to Middle Earth and theyâre just standing there on the beach reduced to miming about what is the short beard person, and who are you, and why.
this is elvish dialects and tolkien, okay. thereâs a lot of canon material! he actually initially developed the history of middle-earth specifically to ground the linguistic development of the various Elvish languages!
Legolas: Alas, verily would I have dispatched thine enemy posthaste, but yâallâdâve pitched a feckinâ fit.
Aragorn: *eyelid twitching*
Frodo: *frantically scribbling* Hang on which language are you even speaking right now
Pippin, confused: Is he not speaking Elvish?
Frodo, sarcastically: I dunno, are you speaking Hobbit?
Boromir, who has been lowkey pissed-off at the Hobbitsâ weird dialect this whole time: Thatâs what it sounds like to me.
Merry, who actually knows some shit about Hobbit background: We are actually speaking multiple variants of the Shire dialect of Westron, you ignorant fuck.
Sam, a mere working-class country boy: Honestly y'all could be talkin Dwarvish half the time for all I know.
Pippin, entering Gondor and speaking to the castle steward: hey yo my man
Boromir, from beyond the grave: j e s u s
Literally canon
@deadcatwithaflamethrower linguistics!!!
Help, crying laughing, SO NEEDED THIS RIGHT NOW, heeheheheee *snert*