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Nicholas Coste and Jesse Cox:
AKSKDJD SORRY ABOUT THE TEA BUT I COULDN'T RESIST MAKING FRAT BOY NICHOLAS NOW THAT YOU'VE PUT IT IN MY BRAIN
i am so sorry
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My therapist: Nicholas Coste and Jesse Cox aren't real, they can't hurt you.
Nicholas Coste and Jesse Cox:
AKSKDJD SORRY ABOUT THE TEA BUT I COULDN'T RESIST MAKING FRAT BOY NICHOLAS NOW THAT YOU'VE PUT IT IN MY BRAIN
i am so sorry
Nick: As my father once said...
Nick: Get fucked.
Robert: I have never said that in my entire life.
mourning my emotional support tree
Some sword practice, enjoy the unornamented shardblade :3
People are like “it’s so beautiful no clouds at all” it could use a little clouds if I had to be honest.
it literally could use a little clouds if i had to be honest
I hope one day we talk about how similar Astrid and Toothless are, I can even say their character arcs in the first movie are kinda the same.
Two distrustful, proud beings who reject the idea of letting their guard down and showing weakness. They built up their walls and push anyone who tried to break through them.
The difference is that while Astrid had comunity and therefore a duty to protect her people, Toothless was independent and relied on no one but himself.
They are both rejectful at Hiccup at first, both tried to get rid of him and avoid every interaction because of their own avoidant nature and ego, always prioritizing their own independence and reputation, Astrid during dragon training, trying to protect her spot as the best of the class in order to become an official viking warrior and Toothless when Hiccup gave him his prosthetic tail and tried to get rid of him, trying to put an end to their temporal alliance to go back to being feared.
Yet it was Hiccup's audacity, insistence and worldview that ultimately softened them and let them be the children they really were all the time.
Both had to realize that there was more in life that being what they thought they had to be in order to survive.
another wonderful day at the box stacking factory
吴 口日白曰旦吕品田唱
it aint much but it’s honest work.
匚 门冂 <- these ones are broken
Break time! Gonna eat a nice kabob om nom nom
吴 軍車串早中
my football :)
吴。
don't forget 画 !!
Apologies. Hi welcome to my unboxing video
画
一 田 凵
Make sure you flatten your boxes out for recycling
吴 田 三 二 一
You can just jump on then! Don’t leave them to be blown around on the road!
疊𦌵 人 I'm busy making OSHA violations.
AM I A JOKE TO YOU????
Workplace safety is never a joke, Bixia.
GUARDS EXECUTE—
actually, this is rather fashionable :)
many peasants have been asking about my royal safety hat! i hope this clears things up!
guards, execute these fools for wasting my time.
it’s sooo funny when rude customers encounter employees who can deny them service for the first time.
i was working at a little cafe where I could deny service over bad behavior, harassment etc. & mask mandates had just ended a week before & already people were being weird about me still wearing mine—an N95, the kind shaped kinda like a duckbill.
so this man walked in, looked at me sooo scathingly, laughed at me, and said “damn. never known a woman to choose…practicality over looks.”
And I just said, “oh. you can go, you’re not getting a drink.” And he said, “what???”
I said, “sir, you just walked in at 6 am & called women impractical and me ugly in one sentence.”
And he was so astonished he didn’t even argue he just turned around and left 💀🙏🏻 it was like he suddenly became self aware
One summer I was running ferry rides across a lake so people could see the waterfalls without walking 6 miles when a guy snapped my bra strap as he was boarding the boat. So i immediately threw him off, he started yelling for my manager, my boss cheerfully informed him that, yeah, she’s the captain of the boat and she can kick off anyone she wants. He goes to storm off, looks expectantly at his girlfriend, and she just goes, “Well, I’M not walking six miles, Michael! I’ll meet you back at the car!” and sits right back down!!!!
The expression on his face when he was told that he couldn’t get on the boat, then immediately told that his girlfriend was ditching him? PRICELESS. he just blinked at her and then stormed off like a child. I gave her a free hat and was like maybe rethink this relationship…….
i once had this fucker come up to order a beer. while i pour it he shows me the wanky fucking chemical structure tattoo on his arm and he’s like “hey. you know what this is” i was like “nah sorry” (never cared abt chemistry in school, plus having to look at a some rando’s pretentious tattoo gives me the douche chills). he decides to respond with “heh. you must not read many books”
i immediately stop pouring his beer. i reply: “heh. you must not want this beer.” thirsty boy immediately starts groveling like a worm “please please no i do want the beer im sorry im sorry” believe me when i say it was one of the most pathetic things ive ever witnessed
gotta love people immediately backpedaling when they realise that there are Consequences To Being Mean
I genuinely believe that part of why it has become so normalized to be openly callous and evil in politics is that customer service culture has trained affluent people that they can treat everyone they consider beneath them however they want and still be treated kindly.
i will render later. maybe. don’t feel like it.
Ok I love this???
"baptise me in hot dog water"
Hot dog water - there's a Tumblr post out there I've seen saying hot dog water is the opposite of holy water, due to the fact that a single drop of it will contaminate what it touches. I assume this was partly inspired by this allusion but who knows for sure.
Also the the idea of holy water as inhuman and cleaning vs hot dog water as the remains of feeding someone - often a child - and entirely human. It may be dirty and I do not want it on me but God hot dog water has some memories. You will not wash away my sins. They're mine. Also, anyone can make hot dog water but holy water is refined, restricted (yes anyone can make it in an emergency but lay people are restricted from it)
"you and I both know"
Unlike baptism for babies, this one is done between two people who are both aware of what is happening. The one receiving the baptism gives the orders about what they want to happen. The giver and receiver are portrayed as equals. They are equally aware of their humanity.
"the holy stuff won't take"
Ooof heartbreaking, amazing line. Raises so many questions. What does it mean when the water "takes"? What has the receiver done that makes them unfit for holy water? Or, what has the holy water done that makes it to weak to help, to be a part of your life?
The poem as a whole - I love the lack of capitalization. It adds a sort of intimacy to the poem, and the statement from the speaker. The high words "baptise" and "holy" being offset by "take" and "hot dog". Also "hot dog water" vs "holy stuff." The cadence! I would lick it.
I love the serious analysis, and I think I find it persuasive.
This also sheds a lot of light on some plot points in Scooby Doo! Mystery Incorporated.
Not to turn this into another house full of chintz, but I'mma fuck this poem on the floor.
Meter
There are two readings of the poem's meter that I immediately identify, the first is how I'd want to read it, and the second is how a normal person would probably read it, but both make the same point.
In my interpretation (left), the first line is four wholely irregular feet: an iamb into a dibrach into two trochees; The second line is two trouches into a hanging stressed syllable; And the third line is three iambs.
In the more normal interpretation(right), the first line and second line are six trochees all together plus that hanging syllable in 'knowing' which transitions the poem to iambic trimeter.
And look at the interesting result of that laid bare:
In English poetry there's a tradition, all other things being equal, that iambs are considered the sophisticated foot with trochees often being contrasted as the vulgar or common foot.
The vulgar in specificity "hot dog water" is put in trochee, while the respectably vague "the holy stuff" is afforded iambs. Without the poet having thought of the stress things the pattern actively, this incapulation of the English poetic tradition is astounding. Especially when you consider the
Chiasmus
Chiasmus is a figure of rhetorical construction, in which two pairs of ideas are laid across each other, A B B A. It's one of the more popular figures of rhetoric and if you're looking for it you'll see it everywhere.
In the most literal sense, it's about repetition; but, you can apply it more liberally to ideas, thoughts, or in this case, parts of speech:
The nouns and verb pairs in the first and third lines crossover each other. They are in chiasmus. Structurally, the inversion makes the poem feel more solid, while still furthering emphasizing the contrast between the idea of hot dog water and the holy stuff.
Opening with a command and closing with a result.
as soon as I find the perfect fabric this bitch is getting cross stitched right on it
As usual, tumblr users just eat this shit up
an australian walks up to a bar
The number of people in the notes of this post who think this is Americans being weird about BRAND NAMES fascinates me.
In the US, 'lemonade' is not a category- it is not ANY drink/soda that is lemon flavored. Lemonade is, specifically, a drink made from combining water, sugar, and actual lemon juice. There might be other flavor additives, like lavender or strawberry, if you're getting fancy with it, but it's almost never going to be carbonated.
There are commercially produced lemonades, you CAN get it in a can or bottle, but it's easy to make at home and probably a majority of Americans are going to think of the homemade stuff before ever thinking of branded versions. Many restaurants, indie and chains, here make their own lemonades to serve, and may ALSO serve lemon-lime sodas like Sprite, which they would not even think to call lemonade.
The reason why the stereotypical thing for a kid to do to make money in American media is a lemonade stand is that American Lemonade is kind of like Smores in the sense that it's a really simple thing that a child can make with limited supervision. In fact, there's no fire, so even no supervision.
A standard one-serving recipe (in metric) One whole lemon squeezed. 50 g Sugar (about equal amounts sugar and lemon) 240 ml water.
Mix. Serve cold. With ice.
While Spite and other lemon lime sodas are clear and fizzy, lemonade is flat and cloudy and yellow.
Different places will mess with the ratios (some have less water or more sugar or more lemon or something)
A restaurant that sells lemonade will have something like this
Where there'll have lemonade, and then maybe lemonade mixed with iced tea or lemonade mixed with some other fruit.
The point, is that when you ask for a "lemonade" it's again, not them being petty about brain names. It genuinely does not occur to them that you could possibly mean spite. I have never heard of Spite being referred to as Lemonade. We do have Fizzy Lemondae, but that's again, sugar, lemon, and carbonated water. Sprite is Lemon-Lime. It would not occur to an American to consider Sprite as ANY kind of lemonade.
“american lemonade is easy to make, just like smores”
i need you to know that smores are also an american thing that i don’t even begin to understand how to make “easily” as a dutchman
Hold a marshmallow over flame on a stick (you can also hold it with your bare hands if you're derranged)
sandwich between chocolate and graham cracker on both sides with the chocolate facing the marshmallow
the gooey chocolate and marshmellow act like glue for the graham cracker
either wait for it to cool or burn your mouth biting into it\
And Illustrated Guide
I regret to inform my fellow Americans that Graham Crackers are also a thing that only America has.
Basically for Brits, it's a biscuit made with graham flour.
Oh wait, graham flour is also American. It's coarsely ground whole wheat flour. The crackers are thin and crunchy and mildly sweet. They're similar to digestive biscuits but thinner and crunchier and easier to bite through.
#i cannot stress how much this happens where an american will say “oh it's just the scrungle-fling ☺️”#and the rest of the world are like “okay you know not everything american is universal - please tell me you understand that” via @appleteeth
Oh yes well in order to make authentic scrungle-fling you have to get some fresh scrungle and then just put it through a home flinger. hope that helps!
sprite being called spite at one point really makes this post
This is the most beautiful scientific diagram I've ever seen.
Also a great example of why pink is a tint of red, but also a completely different color. Erbium? Neodymium? So beautiful.
Manganese was one of the additives originally included to produce clear glass by neutralizing the greenish color cause by (cheap) iron rich sands! It was obviously later discovered that it turns purple (amethyst) with extended exposure to sunlight. It's also called solarized glass.
Lockhart, Bill. 2006b. The Color Purple: Dating Solarized Amethyst Container Glass. Historical Archaeology 40(2):45-56. https://secure-sha.org/bottle/pdffiles/TheColorPurpleLockhart2006.pdf
(for extra historic bottle info https://secure-sha.org/bottle/index.htm )
they r so soft
we owe literally no one more on this planet than the woman behind fantasy name generator
her name is emily and and she runs it all by herself
everyone say thanks emily!!!
THANK YOU EMILY!
Thank you to Emily at Fantasy Names Generator, for providing all the fantastical names I could ever need for anything!! :D
Gold, Silver, and Bronze!🥇🥈🥉
Now as sisters and with a complex sibling dynamic.
How the media depicts the Apollo 11 mission:
Actual quotes from the Apollo 11 mission:
also according to michael collins when the three of them were discussing what neil armstrong should say when he first stepped on the moon, collins suggested armstrong say “Oh, my God, what is that thing?” and then scream and cut out his mic.
Everyone forgets Michael Collins and it’s fucking tragic.
I think about this cake every day
sorry for exposing your tags but this is hilarious
OP, I hope you don’t mind me making an addition:
When I turned 17, we ordered a cake at the grocery store for my party, as we’d done many times before. If you wanted something written on the cake you’d write it into a section of the order form. We requested, very simply, “Happy Birthday Courtney”. When we went to pick it up the day of the party, this is what we got.
The bakery employees had absolutely no explanation for this. The order form, attached to the box, very clearly did not contain any of those extra names. Whomever had done the writing was no longer in, so there was no one to ask how this had happened. The fact that the name ‘Juan’ is misspelled bewilders me to this day. (I’ve never seen ‘Miley’ without the E, either, but it’s believable that someone might spell it that way.) Did this cake slip in from an alternate universe where I’m one quarter of a set of Hispanic quadruplets? Dyslexic Hispanic quadruplets, maybe?
This cake became the focal point of my party. At least two of my friends regularly called me ‘Courtney Mily Jaun Pablo’ for years to come. My siblings and I still reference it sometimes, eleven years later. It is probably the funniest thing ever to occur at any birthday celebration of my life, and may well remain so for the rest of my days.
I love a botched cake.
one time me and some pals spotted one of those big cookie cakes in a store. it was done up with red icing and little X's for kisses and in the middle it said
No One Like You
now, it took us a while to realise it meant "(there is) no one like you". at first, we all parsed it as a botched "no one like(s) you"
for ages after when we'd wind each other up we'd declare "NO ONE LIKE YOU ☹️👎"
The nature of humanity is such that every so often we reinvent CakeWrecks