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PUT YOUR BEARD IN MY MOUTH
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YOU ARE THE REASON
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Noah Kahan
Jules of Nature
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we're not kids anymore.

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Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her

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amazing wayback machine find
remember when mattel released a t-rex extroyer toy that vomited its own skeleton for no apparent reason
(yes, regular tumblr user, i know its cool. i have seen the same qUiRkY joke over and over again. i genuinely thought that this type of humor had died a decade ago, but it seems i was wrong.)
One of the guys I worked with told us a story about how, when they were doing archaeology surveys in the woods they ran into a bigfoot hunter. Bigfoot guy asked if they had seen signs of bigfoot, and he was like "Sorry, nothing like that. We're archaeologists, so we're looking for human stuff." and the bigfoot guy was like "Oh! I saw some Native American cairns on my way out here. I can give you a general location." and when he was like "Yeah dude, that'd be sick. We're actually looking to document those." the bigfoot guy was like "Yeah, they looked pretty cool. I didn't touch them though, because Native Americans built them, not bigfoot."
my dad bought a cnc for making signs
Flat Lick Falls, Jackson County, KY, USA [OC][1600×1068] - Author: shermancahal
no offence but I’m tired of stories about childhood sweethearts and first loves can we see some more stories about people who found love later in life or after making mistakes
Last year, I befriended a Catholic seminarian. We've gotten to be pretty decent friends. Seeing as he was staying in town for the summer and I wasn't, I entrusted him with caring for my plant.
He did a wonderful job, but as he was returning my plant to my custody, he explained "I watered her every other day, I gave her new dirt, moved her into the sunshine, prayed the rosary-"
"What?"
He looked at me, confused. "Isn't she a plant you pray with?"
"No," I said slowly. "She's a prayer plant. That's the... colloquial name of the plant."
Upon seeing his stricken face, I realized something went wrong. Turns out, this entire time, he's been including my plant in on his prayers and leaving her near icons.
Listen, totally cool. My plant becoming Catholic is a great deal for her not dying over the summer. But now I must navigate this interfaith household. Keep me in your thoughts.
Doubtful Sound, New Zealand [OC] - Author: sonderewander
Mount Mayon, Philippines - Author: darknessinthevoid13