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This poster rules
Sorry Ma, Couldn’t Take Out The Trash Because The Bags Were All Full of Spiders
God: I am god
Moses: no way
God: Yahweh
Fun thing to try at the bank!
“Everyone stay calm, this is a rubbery!”
Holy shit, I've only just realised that The Rock was using non-gendered language to refer to The Rockself throughout The Rock's entire career.
This is relevant to my interests.
im putting together a couple of scottish folk mixes bc that’s what i do and im honestly curious if anyone in my country has ever been unequivocally happy about anything ever
scottish trad music genres:
Everyone I Love Is Dead
The English Have Stolen All My Sheep
You Want To Be My Boyfriend? First You Must Answer These Riddles Three
The Protestants Have Stolen All My Sheep
I Love You A Lot But You’ve Left Me And It’s Raining [fiddle solo]
The Sea Is Treacherous, Just Like The English
One Time Bonnie Prince Charlie Punched Me In The Face And It Was Awesome
The Fairies Have Stolen All My Sheep
We have of course the traditional Irish music genres to go with them:
* Everyone I Love Is An Allegorical Representation of Ireland
* The English Stole My Farm And Put Sheep On It
* You Were My Boyfriend But Now You Won’t Even Come To The Window To Look Upon Me And Our Dead Infant Child (In The Rain)
* Whack Fol Too La Roo Umptytiddly Good They’ve Stopped Listening Now Let’s Talk About Revolution
* Something In Irish, I Think It’s About Fairies, Or Maybe A Cow
English trad music genres
* Golly, I Should Certainly Like To Fornicate With That Comely Tavern Wench * All This Shit Is Ours Now * Cider-Fuelled Harvest Songs (I Do Most Of My Farming Drunk) * Casual Racism Is The Sincerest Form Of Affection * Remember When All This Shit Was Ours? Good Times.
J Hall Comics really delivered with this one (via Imgur)
I am never going to stop laughing at this.
“Icarus. The original myth had two parts. Daedalus said to his son, ‘I fashioned these wings for you. Two rules. Don’t fly too high, or the sun will melt the wax. But, more important, son, don’t fly too low. Because if you fly too low, the water and the waves will surely weigh down the wings, and you will die.’ We’ve left out the second part of the myth. We don’t say to people anymore, ‘Don’t fly too low.’ All we do from the time they are 4 years old is warn them against hubris. We have created this industrially led structure that says: How dare you.”
Seth Godin (via petrak)
flying too high melted his wings, yea, but it was the ocean that killed him in the end
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The third part of the myth is “watch out for jet liners”
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I’ve always thought the point of this myth was, “Daedalus is full of shit and you really shouldn’t fly at all on wings some dude in captivity made out of discarded fethers and wax.”
can someone who can use photoshop do me a picture of will smith in i am legend wearing one of those shirts that says 'last clean t-shirt' please i will pay you in high fives thank you
I’ll never stop being amused by how smug the Oscar Wilde statue in Dublin looks
How many innocent cats have been lifted in the air because of The Lion King?
not enough
i love how understandably horrified and upset everyone behind tommy looks as he unleashes this ultimate burn
Look at that subtle off-white coloring.The tasteful thickness of it. Oh, my God. It even has a watermark.
Nerding hard about everything in this photo. The ‘Black Beauty’ Les Paul is one of my favourite guitars of all time.
We all have the potential to fall in love a thousand times in our lifetime. It’s easy. The first girl I ever loved was someone I knew in sixth grade. Her name was Missy; we talked about horses. The last girl I love will be someone I haven’t even met yet, probably. They all count. But there are certain people you love who do something else; they define how you classify what love is supposed to feel like. These are the most important people in your life, and you’ll meet maybe four or five of these people over the span of 80 years. But there’s still one more tier to all this; there is always one person you love who becomes that definition. It usually happens retrospectively, but it happens eventually. This is the person who unknowingly sets the template for what you will always love about other people, even if some of these lovable qualities are self-destructive and unreasonable. The person who defines your understanding of love is not inherently different than anyone else, and they’re often just the person you happen to meet the first time you really, really, want to love someone. But that person still wins. They win, and you lose. Because for the rest of your life, they will control how you feel about everyone else.
Chuck Klosterman, Killing Yourself to Live: 85% of a True Story (via larmoyante)
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soul-rebel-impel:
sad thing is, you can’t beat this man in a fight so you can’t say shit about his fit
why would you say shit in the first place? this mans fits are on another level