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BROCCOLI HAS CAUSED SYSTEM FAILURE

assgod

This how tops feel when I invite them over and don’t let them fuck me

smoothcollegedudemsu

Lolol ☝️

catchymemes

wickedwonderlandd

Betrayal,disappointment,Rage

catchymemes

kaijuno

Cats are SO stupid I love them SO MUCH

bassiter

while looking up 1950s slang, i found the phrase “come on snake, let’s rattle,” which has 2 meanings: asking someone to dance, and challenging someone to a fight

and. hhhooooooooo boy does that fact have some Potential

steampunkepsilon

Invite your crush to the dance floor, but instead they just fuckin deck you

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also consider: a fight that’s composed of moves that look like a choreographed dance

jackass-of-alltrades

Guys I have some great news about what “let’s dance” means

programaticallydelicious

This is a neutral post

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spreading these occasionally would be nice…

dawnofslime

I am a peddler of chubby cat pics

digital-phonetics

Pray. Show me your wares

dawnofslime

kitfoxart

I’ve just discovered my new favorite painter, Vittorio Reggianini - those smarter than myself probably already know of him as an Italian painter from the 1800s who made satin look even satiny-er than satin. I just cannot get over how much he loved painting women who were NOT. HAVING. A. MAN’S. SHIT.

But there was one hottie that everyone seemed to like, and I can’t blame them…

Vittorio knows what the ladies like.

explorerrowan

I love this. Vittorio is throwing some not-so-subtle shade on the misogyny of the era in that last one. Around that time, mass market printing was finally a thing, and people wrote the hell out of some novels, especially fiction. And the people who read the novels were mostly women, because they had somewhat more time on their hands. Middle and upper class men decided they were above reading. They frequently criticized the women for reading novels, saying it was going to corrupt their brains and turn them all into anarchists and lesbians. (Which wasn’t entirely untrue, lots of subversive and queer stuff was distributed in novel form.)

So that last painting is a dude getting over himself and the prejudices of the time and sharing an interest with the ladies, which is infinitely hotter than a dude invading personal space and looming over you like in several of those other paintings.