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@eliasandwords
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Snape from Harry potter doing this….
‘Caroline’ rapper Aminé using his national television platform effectively
Patrick is waiting to be put in a fucking hole!
I arrive at the park
Dinosaurs: Released
Tits: Out
Life: Finds a way
I am forcibly airlifted from Jurassic Park.
my little pokemon fantheory :)
goku is ash’s dad
the gentle smile and kind eyes… broad huggable shoulders….. not to mention their obvious hair similarities, ash is definitely goku’s long lost son
@ op delete htis
There’s no deleting the facts
It explains why Ash’s dad is never around.
Can’t wait for Ash to go Super Saiyan in the XY series and be identified as the first human to Mega Evolve
x’D Laughing so hard bc my sis and I have joked forever that Ash was a Saiyan, but we never considered Goku
Also, this pic:
If ash is the son of two saiyans…..it would explain his inability to age correctly. He may have hit his mature look for life.
But that would mean Goku…….No not behind Chichi’s back……oh my god!!
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No tricks, kids. Just treat her right.
Dymlos!
~ Vessel with Two Feet. Culture: Near Eastern Date: ca. 1000-800 B.C. Medium: Ceramic
@ribbonflies
somebody please do it to em
you know i had to
this image literally manifested in my mind as soon as I saw the first image before seeing anything below it
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directions
a concept: a bus, but horizontal
i have to do all the work around here
I don’t know why but I was picturing this:
He had to fight his way to the top
Blind people must save a lot on electricity.
They do actually!
I had a blind professor, last semester, and I swung through his office to make up an exam. It was a while before I knew he was in there because he was sitting with the lights off. I finally went in, apologized, and took the exam by the light of a nearby window (which was fine). Forty-five minutes into dead silence he panicked and yelled in this booming voiced, “WAIT, YOU CAN SEE!!!” before diving across his desk to turn on the lights. I’m sure he was embarrassed but I thought it was endearing and it highlighted a large aspect of disabled life that I hadn’t previously considered.
Sort of relatedly I once had professor who was deaf, but she had learned to read lips and speak so she could communicate easily with hearing people who didn’t know sign language. One day she had gotten off topic and was talking a little about her personal life, so that one of the students said “Oh, I know, I grew up in Brooklyn too.”
She stared at him for a long time and then said “How do you know I’m from Brooklyn?”
And he said “You have a Brooklyn accent.”
She said “I do?” and the whole class nodded, and then she burst out laughing and said “I had no idea! The school where I learned to speak was in Brooklyn. I learned by moving my mouth and tongue the way my teachers did. So I guess it makes sense that I have their accent, I just never thought about it.”
“Is the man who is tall happy?”
human brain: sometimes we need to do boring things with no gratification or immediate benefit
monkey brain: absolutely not. die
Human brain: ok what if we eat chips while we do the boring thing
monkey brain: I’m suspicious but keep talking
I like to call my chickens “beasties” or “fat little monster trucks” and other such affectionate terms, but dad seems to take offence whenever I do and always gently refers to them as “the girls,” “the ladies” and sometimes “the dames” when he’s putting them away, like he’s a butler shepherding a group of well-bred country lasses into the parlour for tea
this post evokes such a pleasing mental image that my depression was completely cured for 5 and a half minutes