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notsimplysusurrus

Hey guys reblog this version because that’s really cool!

fableh-deactivated20190711

aw this is rlly nice!

stream

dankmemeuniversity

mel-is-a-melon

leecheedoodles

Joining in on that ship dynamics meme hehe

cypher2

frankarnstein

Keira Knightley 20 January 2018

beeftea78-deactivated20200113

Does anyone else remember the story about that poor lesbian who came out to her mother and her mother cried and said “it’s all that damn Keira Knightley’s fault, I knew I shouldn’t have let you watch pride and prejudice as a child” because I’m really feeling that now

Yes

Bonus

I’m screaming

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queen-haiz

vanish-cherry-deactivated202509

this post is everything i need in life

capnskull

the drum is filled with hot steam and then sprayed with cold water. the pressure on the outside of the drum is far more than inside. the pressures try to maintain and find balance taking the drum as a casualty.

everydayconman

“Oh FUCK that’s cold!”

barfingunicorn-deactivated20210

when youre in the shower and someone flushes the toilet

deadmomjokes

My Chemistry teacher did this the first day of class with a coke can, a hotplate, and a basin of water. I have never forgotten the scientific principles behind it, and here’s why.

There were 20-something of us in the classroom, all dying of sleep deprivation since it was the first day back to school, first class of the day. Mr. Moses was that teacher you weren’t sure how to deal with. I mean, the man’s name was Noah Eugene Moses, for starters. He drove a Harley to school, but also drove the bus. He had giant cokebottle glasses and a doofy mustache with shaggy ex-Beatles hair. He always wore suspenders and a grease-stained t-shirt because he had a potbelly and taught the shop/electrical classes. He wasn’t even really lecturing; he was throwing in tidbits of the syllabus in the midst of bad jokes and fun stories. We were all a bit nervous, because none of us had taken a class from him before, but his tests were legendary—nobody had ever made it out with an A (until I did, but that’s another story for another time and involves a really awesome bet and some hair cutting scissors).

Well, as we were fighting to stay awake, and attempting to take notes of whatever he was talking about, he was pacing around the room from here to there, straightening things and moving stuff. He was very scatterbrained, and it was easy to tell from how he kept forgetting where he put his coke. Turns out, that was just a ruse. He had the can filled with just a tiny bit of water, and the things he was moving around were stacks of papers and books hiding the hot plate and water basin. So he set his coke can down onto the hot plate, continued talking loudly enough so we wouldn’t hear the water boiling, and then knocked it over really fast into the water basin.

BANG!!!!!!!!

Three girls fell out of their seats, one dude swore so violently I’m pretty sure the devil himself cringed, everyone at least jumped and screamed, and I actually broke my pen in half.

See, with rapid decompression comes a vacuum, and with a vacuum comes a rushing of air that creates a massive sound. Think “thunder”. That’s the same principle behind it. His little tiny coke can of steam into a bucket of ice water, and we had a bang so loud the band teacher came in from across the hall to see “what was exploding today.” To which Mr. Moses responded, “Nothing, it imploded. Explosions are chapter 3.”

And that’s when I knew it was going to be the best class ever.

ramblingmushroom

in-a-mellow-tone

Read the whole thing

wonderland-freedom

“In order to run away with her new love, she stole the body of a dead nun, placed it in the bed of her lover, and set the room on fire to cover their escape”

PETITION TO MAKE A MOVIE/TV SERIES ABOUT JULIE D'AUBIGNY.

madnanc

And people say Opera Divas are boring

enchanteecloneclub

goals.

weareadvocates

I love her

Mac Demarco, chilling. #rockenseine (à Rock en Seine)

#rockenseine

opposite-of-batman

18 years ago a man walked into a school in Dunblane, Scotland with four handguns and killed 16 students all under 6 years old, a teacher and then himself.

This led to a debate on gun control and in 1997 2 firearms amendment acts were passed making it illegal to own a handgun for personal use in the United Kingdom. We have had no shooting on a similar scale to this since.

6 weeks later in Australia was the massacre in Port Arthur when 35 people were killed and 23 wounded, which led to the imposing strict gun control. There have been no shootings on a similar scale to this since, either.

If I hear one more person tell me that there’s nothing that can be done in the US when there are massacres after massacre I will scream because it is so clear and people are pretending to be blind.

ink-pedia

Jeanne Saar

#future reference

gogomrbrown

Police officer who threw women face first onto the ground cleared of any wrongdoing.

When the justice system fails the people, the people have to let it be known quite clearly what they think of this. It doesn’t make any difference if she was high/drunk/mouthy/unco-operartive/non-compliant. She was absolutely tiny and he executed a completely unnecessary manoevre, with the likelihood of severe injury and/or death. And the other cop did nothing. That’s why people hate cops…

tastefullyoffensive

kaible-deactivated20181205

This is one of my favorite posts because that cat’s fucking name is fucking meatloaf

Let us just appreciate that this person’s dad didn’t know when they would be home and so he couldn’t plan for them to be able to join the family for dinner, but he knew with no doubts that dear sweet Meatloaf staying in that exact position for hours was an absolute in this scenario. Truly, that cat was named well.