There once was a singer of old, Who then broke away from the fold, He won’t give you up, He won’t let you down, In a word you have been limerick-rolled.
How dare you make me read this with my own two eyes…
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There once was a singer of old, Who then broke away from the fold, He won’t give you up, He won’t let you down, In a word you have been limerick-rolled.
How dare you make me read this with my own two eyes…
today I found out my mother doesn’t know what dandelions are and now I’m wondering what other strange secrets she’s been quietly harboring
Where do you live that you don’t have dandelions?
we have dandelions EVERYWHERE, they are basically our State Weed, it is absolutely impossible that my mom has never interacted with a dandelion before, this requires further investigation
So after extensive interrogation I have an update:
my mom is in fact aware that dandelions exist. she temporarily forgot the name and there was some miscommunication.
the truth is actually weirder
she’s aware dandelions look like this
she is familiar with this flower. she knows the name of this flower. she declines to believe, however, that these are also dandelions
she does not believe these are the same plant. I tried to explain, and she thought I was either misinformed or lying. so I asked her what exactly did she think the yellow ones were called?
she answered, with complete confidence: Daffodils.
gosh I enjoy this website
For comparison, this is a daffodil
See, folks in the southern US will tell you up and down those are buttercups, actually.
i don’t think so? i’m southern and buttercups are what we call these things (much tinier)
Wait I thought those bigger cup ones were Easter Lillies???
This is an Easter Lily. It is an actual lily and therefore deadly to cats.
They’re marigolds and I know a bitch when I see one!
This is a marigold:
….we need to start taking the phrase “go touch grass” more literally. go outside and examine a flower i beg u
“buttercups” is a name applied to MANY flowers. in my part of the south it was this one:
imo there’s correct identifications of dandelions, daffodils, easter lilies and marigolds in this thread, but buttercups are simply impossible to agree on and the only solution is for everyone to post pictures of their local buttercups
*squints* is that a motherfucking EVENING PRIMROSE?!??
Hello I would like to add to the confusion:
That purple fella is a Morning Glory as told by my mothers (texan)
⬆️ morning glory
#amazing work everyone hit the flowers
What a lovely little post you have here! *Drinks up its wordjuice to add it to my lexicon like some form of Vernacula*
*Sinks my teeth into your vocabillaries*
Everything feels ridiculous distasteful awful they fucked up when they made me I think
Harry du Bois would say this.
"wow ur so good at math" ah ha but you see. you dont ever get good at math. you stay bad, but now youre bad at harder math
Bet it feels good as fuck to be disassembled, cleaned and then reassembled as a firearm
o yeah babey
this is why they shouldn’t have banned normal porn
no amount of cishets going to plapsburg could ever distract me from the cold certainty of steel
they want you to make fried rice
who is "they"
the wok left
how am I supposed to make fried rice if the wok left
why is it so hard to say yes or no to affirmative statements!?
do i say yes to the negative or am i negating the negative
am i double negatifying or do i countering their yes with a no
I studied computer science how am i struggling with binary logic?!
how does anyone even do stuff
we may never know
Fuck...
"AMAB" i mean so what. i was jaundiced at birth too but nobody seems to want to assign social significance to that. they should though. they should assert that i will always have a jaundiced soul no matter how much urine i process. and mock me for my weak faggot kidneys #myweakfaggotkidneys
online pal said "[medications] to go" and I'm giggling at the idea of going to the pharmacy and having medications "for here." I sit down at a plastic chair and table with a plate full of antipsychotics and take them one by one while chatting with a college classmate I'm trying to fuck
Something funny is that for all the me's that have mattered/I can remember [something something my brain works like Dr who can explain that if anyone wants] I have always had the "Tumblr accent"
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LIKE IVE ALWAYS HAD IT IDK WHAT T TELL YOU MAN
I relate to the Dr. Who part, both with having different me's and texting like a vaguely british jackass
KICK THE CAN!
Let’s play the biggest game of kick the can on the internet.
To kick the can, reblog it. I wanna see how long this can go on for.
the oldest reblogs for this post that i can find are from january 2nd of 2013. this can has been getting kicked around tumblr for almost 13½ years now
And yet somehow this is my first time kicking it!
ID. photo of an open tin can. End ID.
i bet it feels good as fuck to intend to do something and then actually do it
"fake it till you make it" kinda forgets the existence of just... faking it indefinitely.
executive dysfunction will get you faking it indefinitely. Be careful.
one must imagine Sisyphus buck naked and slick to the touch