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I’m sorry I just can’t get over this seal I found on tiktok. Why does it look like that???

pretty sure that’s a baikal seal, they live exclusively in a single lake in siberia and have huge fucked up eyes because they usually use visual cues to hunt during the day rather than tactile cues

incidentally, here’s an image of two mandarins in a 1:1 replica baikal seal skull to show how big their eyeballs are

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i hope they find a stupid tiny fish or something on mars and make mining illegal, just like the devil’s hole in california

these endangered bastards and their bathtub-sized habitat (just the surface shelf of a giant cave structure thanks) singlehandedly pissed off SO many businessmen lol

deskgirl

@wannakissrobits How dare you hide this in the tags!

socklessfuck

May I present to you, the best scene out of all the Friday the 13th movies?

tyrantisterror

You know, this is a remarkable amount of restraint for Jason

saturnineaqua

Jason proving he’s a real New yorker

spoogliedoo

fox news now literally just looks like the shitposts my friends and i make. this fucking rips

by anatoly kochnev

bonjour

Translation:

:) “it’s a dog"

:( “it’s not a dog"

:) “it’s a dog!“

:) “Julie (?) I’m not going to know the dogs in my neighborhood?”

:( “But cant you see that it’s not a dog? Dogs have tails! Look-“

:) “look look look” (kissy sounds)

1queerengineer

“no es un perro, boluda’”= Argentine for “it’s not a dog, dumbass [affectionate]”

thefuzzydave

drinkyourjuiceshelby

stupidbeecandle

I lived and worked in a lighthouse at a previous job. There was a thick line painted in a circle around the shack where the fog signal was kept. The line represented how close you could get to the fog signal without experiencing physical harm in the form of eardrums shattering or worse.

Even in the house it was LOUD. Probably the loudest thing I have ever experienced but at a normal, predictable interval. You would begin to time your sentences with little pauses with the rest of the lighthouse crew so you would talk like this while making your………..HORN…………. tea and then carry on talking because you knew when it would go off. It rattled the walls and the dishes in our cabinet.

At least one girl had died there. They kept photos of her everywhere “in honor of her sacrifice” because she had decided to take the winter watch alone and died in a storm where bounders the size of mini vans had been lifted out of the ocean and left scattered across the island, to say nothing of the ice chunks. People weren’t allowed to be alone on the watch after that.

One day a dead moose washed up on shore and it took my entire crew all day but we managed to rig up a line to hang it up to dry because we thought having a moose skeleton in the house would really spice the living room up a bit. It did. Weird shit happens when six of you are left alone, like ALONE ALONE, no cell reception, no wifi, just a radio to contact the real world and not a lot of reason to do that. People don’t go on lighthouse jobs if they want to stay connected, I’ve found.

That said Id do it all again, I really do treasure those days