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Kevin’s reaction to the video that his sons made him for Father’s Day

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Nikon really has their shit together.

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NECESSARY

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I travel the world for the perfect tea

Everybody’s looking for Darjeeling

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Some of them want to infuse you

Some of them want to be infused by you

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im laughing so hard you’re so fucking stupid

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Proof that people behind anon-hate are nothing but fucking cowards. So the next time an anon sends you hate, just remember this post and know you’re so much better than they are.

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Storyboard artist and scribbler Marty Cooper uses sharpies and white out to draw mischievous cartoon characters on transparent film, which enables him to pose and photograph them interacting with the real world in all sorts of unexpected ways. By playing with perspective Cooper’s drawings sometimes appear to be both giant - like the polar bear scratching his back on the Transamerica Pyramid in San Francisco - and tiny - like an anthropomorphic banana hitching a ride on a llama.

Check out lots more of Marty Cooper’s playful creations by following him here on Tumblr or over on Instagram.

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Loki: The First Avenger - Commentary by Tom Hiddleston

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It is an unusual school in an unusual location and is run by an unusual teacher.

Rajesh Kumar is a shopkeeper by profession but spends hours every morning teaching around 80 children from the poorest of the poor in India’s capital.

The 43-year-old visited the construction of the Delhi transit station a few years ago and was disturbed by the sight of many children playing at the site instead of attending school.

When he questioned the parents working at the sites they all said there were no schools in the vicinity and no one cared.

Consequently, his open-air class room was born - between pillars and beneath the tracks of the Delhi transit system, known as the Metro.

Every few minutes a train passes above, the children unperturbed by its sounds.

There are no chairs or tables and the children sit on rolls of polystyrene foam placed on the rubble.

Three rectangular patches of wall are painted black and used as a blackboard.

Anonymous donors have contributed cardigans, books, shoes and stationery for the children, as their parents cannot afford them.

One unnamed individual sends a bag full of biscuits and fruit juice for the pupils every day - another incentive for the children to turn up for their studies.