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çĽćĽ / Permanent Vacation
he wasn't even looking at me and he found me
Jules of Nature

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shadowzel textposts (if you see me reusing some of the textposts from my other posts. no u didnt. :3)
normal people in SF are fucking sick of every billboard being for AI slop
takes a real artist to go "i have to deface this billboard promoting an evil corporation's evil product. but cruciallyâď¸the typeface and kerning must match or else it's cringe"
discord, do not disturb has been on for like eight years straight. i am not available.
Unhinged Text Posts: Handers Edition
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A brand-new THE BAD BEGINNING: Deluxe Edition has hit the shelves this week! It features bonus content from Mr. Snicket himself and new illustrations from Mr. Helquist -- some of which can be seen above -- as well as leather lamination, full-color edges and endpapers. Available wherever books are sold.
Thanks to J. S. for providing the photos. There are a total of fourteen pages to this new character guide (the pages above can also be seen in a promotional sneak peek video here).
are we not feeling very pious today, brother lionel
I canât wait for October: cozy sweaters, cool weather, jack'o'lanterns, pumpkin spice lattes, halloween, autumn leaves, the violent sport of hockeyâŚ.
EVERYONE KEEPS REBLOGGING THIS SAYING âMINUS THE HOCKEYâ
THIS IS A HOCKEY POST
THE ONLY IMPORTANT THING IS THE HOCKEY
I COULD GIVE LESS OF A FUCK ABOUT PUMPKIN SPICE LATTES
Hockey Heritage Post
I'm high as fuck at medieval times and trying so hard to look normal. My friend pointed at a QR code and went "What is the meaning of this Rune..." and I almost threw up trying not to laugh
Never before has an animalâs face so clearly expressed âYou think youâre hilarious, donât you?â
*evil villain voice* it's time to say labyebye to your labubu you big fuckin lababy *woodchipper sounds*
There was one of those hyperspecific polls that had an option like âyour grandfather told you war stories that he never told anyone elseâ and now I feel like I have to tell the story about how a spider saved my grandpaâs life in WWII and how my family doesnât kill spiders because we owe our existence to that One Single Spider
So to set the scene, it's the height of WWII in France and my grandpaâa 6'3" 20 year old upper Michigan farm boyâhas been separated from his company after their temporary camp was shelled. My grandpa (who, I have to add, was nicknamed 'the Suicide Kid' at this point because he worked in demolitions and bomb interception and kept taking the jobs no one wanted with the expectation that he was never going home anyway) is scared out of his wits, wandering around the French countryside alone. He has to move at night and sleep in barns and sheds during the day to hide from people who most definitely want him dead.
On one of these days, he finds a farmhouse of a very jittery couple who agree to let him sleep in the barn, with the conditions that he sleeps in the barn loft and if he's found, they disavow all knowledge that he was there. He agrees, because he's exhausted and will sleep in a hay pile if he has to. My grandpa manages to fit all six foot three inches of himself into a feed trough stored upstairs and tries to get some sleep.
However, right when he's half-snoozing, he hears motors outside and sure enough, here are some very angry officers of mixed Nazi and Vichy make confronting the couple saying someone up the road spotted an American soldier walking this way. They wouldn't know anything about that, would they? No, of course not.
All the while, my grandpaânow trying to figure out how to either escape the barn unseen or how to fight off six? seven? eight? people at onceâfreezes up and waits for the inevitable. While he does, a HUGE spider crawls next to his head and onto the loft railing. For one second, he thinks about swatting it away, but that would risk him being seen and killed.
So, instead, he lays there and waits to either fight to the death or get executed in a feed trough. And while he lays there, the spider starts making a huge web on the railing. My grandpa's transfixed by this thing. He watches her go around and around, building a solid web before plopping herself off to one side and waiting for breakfast. At the same time, the officers finally go into the barn.
My grandpa can hear them searching around, turning over crates and checking animal pens. Then, he hears one say to check the loft.
And then another say, "Don't bother. Look at the spiderwebs up there. No one's been there in a while."
And they leave.
Because my grandpa didn't swat the spider away and let her build her web, the officers thought no one was there and left him alone. They drive off and my grandpa immediately thanks the farmer couple and hauls ass out of there as soon as he can.
After this, my grandpa refused to kill any spider, and his kids did the same. Because if it wasn't for her, he wouldn't have lived and would never have had kids or grandkids. So we owe her one.
There's the man himself. Go grandpa!!
wyllstarion for comfort
I really canât believe we all grew up together on this goddamn bitch of a website
⢠They will all die. Every templar, every holy sister who stands in the way of our freedom will die in agony and their deaths will be our fuel. We will have justice. We will have vengeance. â˘
I will never get over that scene <3
for those who donât remember, âmole interestâ was an experiment I did 2 years ago because I wanted to test what causes tags to go trending on tumblr. My hypothesis was that all it takes is one (1) post blowing up in an established tag to make the entire tag trend.
I had randomly generated 2 words, which is where âmole interestâ came from. I failed to consider that by generating a new tag, it wouldnât have had enough posts already in it to prove what I now call âthe mole interest effectâ.
But now it does.
In 2023, we said âfuck itâ a la mythbusters and ended up doing whatever it took to get #mole interest to trend. And it did. And it happened to be September 11th that day, and we managed to get #mole interest to trend ABOVE #9/11.
So, in the name of science, I ask you to reblog just this post. Letâs put the mole interest effect to the test.
people who don't follow baseball are missing out they don't even know about the mariners etsy witch
Yeah