A silly little scenario I had in mind based off of @updownleftrighthenloo‘s Bakery AU/fic and this thing
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A silly little scenario I had in mind based off of @updownleftrighthenloo‘s Bakery AU/fic and this thing
“Don’t you mean in the b–”
“Nope. In the fridge.”
Has this been done yet (Referenced from this)
Can someone from the Pokemon fandom explain this, I don’t understand nurse Joy’s reaction.
Ho-oh is basically a minor deity, so nurse joy pretty much just heard this ten year old say “i threw a rat at a god.”
Hmm
I’LL TAKE SEVEN
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i.e. why when you or someone else gets stabbed or impaled, you should leave the object in the wound until medical help arrives.
THIS. RIGHT HERE. This is an amazing example!!
If you take the thing out, they’re going to bleed a lot more.
SO. DONT.
News Flash from the Medical Help ™ — we don’t touch it either! Unless the object they’re impaled with is literally too big to fit in the ambulance, We. Don’t. Touch. The. Thing.
The only people qualified to Take-The-Thing-Out are surgeons. End of story.
Okay, but for the love of God, please, PLEASE, if you did, if you panicked and took the thing out…. DON’T…. PUT IT BACK IN.
Or else, congratulations, you just stabbed them AGAIN. I reeeeeally shouldn’t have to say this guys, but I do.
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Reblog if you think the girl on the left is just as beautiful as the girl on the right.
Absolutely. After all, beauty is in the eye of the beholder.
OH NOOOOO
Did you just...?
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The new Call of Duty Cat Ops looks great.
That fucking Wilhelm scream
I almost choked on my pizza!
So fun fact, whenever I play D&D with people, I have a single tab pulled up on my laptop with the wilhelm scream on it on the off chance one of our characters throws an enemy off a cliff or high place. It never fails to catch everyone off-guard and bring a round of laughter to the table.
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I would be surprised too.
“I can’t believe it, Sully… I’m in a Kingdom Hearts game!”
This little ragamuffin is too pure.
things i say that confuse and worry my coworkers:
“happy birthday” every time i hand them something
“well, that’s not ideal” whenever something is going wrong
“we are in the timeline that god abandoned” whenever i’m mildly inconvenienced
“can’t you see that your fighting is tearing this family apart?” whenever two or more coworkers are arguing
referring to taking medication as “eating medicine”
“time to go back to prison!” when putting animals back in their cages
referring to inanimate objects as (s)he, particularly when i break something and say “oh no, he’s dead.” this concerns them especially when i follow it up with “that’s not ideal”
“what are they gonna do, fire me?”
I work in a blood bank, and constantly refer to blood types as flavors, such as “Oh, you need two units? What flavor is he?” And my older coworkers just look at me confused but my coworker that’s my age doesn’t miss a beat and responds “A Pos”
this is probably my favorite comment on this post so far
I didn’t mean to ship it, but ship happens
This pretty much sums up my D&D experience today.
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im afraid of meeting god and finding out he looks like komaeda
me irl
these fbi headcanons are getting quite detailed
But could you imagine,
An agent that has spent most of his career watching this person’s life, getting to know them, their routine, their likes, their dislikes.
They feel like they really know this person, and sometimes feel like they’re silently cheering them on in their life.
One day, the agent has to work the night shift. He complains, of course. The night shift is always the most boring, since its usually just staring at nothing or- if they’re lucky- the sleeping form on the other side of the screen. It at least gives you something to look at.
Then, halfway through the night, there’s a sound that comes through the monitor, and it’s a different sound than normal. It sounds like glass breaking
The agent quickly switches the camera on and sees the form of an intruder preparing to attack the helpless person sleeping soundly in their bed.
His person.
Without hesitating, the agent pulls his firearm and activates the prototype screen portal; rarely used, and highly dangerous.
He doesn’t think twice as he pushes his arm through the anomaly, the feeling of crushed glass scraping against his skin can be felt.
As the hand holding the gun emerges from the other side of the screen, he fires. killing the would-be murderer before pulling his arm back through to his side.
His wrist and hand burn red, but he will recover. The smoking gun is discarded on his desk as he deactivates the portal and watches, heart racing, as his person- having jumped awake- begins to reach for the phone to call the police.
His person was still alive.
And he wasn’t spotted.