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Beware the Jabberwock, my son! The eeb that deebs, the blorb that plinks!
’Twas Tumblr, and the slithy memes Did bode and call out on the dash: Fucken WIMDY were the shitpost streams, And of things was the trash.
“Beware the Jabberwock, my son! The eeb that deebs, the blorb that plinks! Beware of Shittos Glup, and shun Bendlebick Cumperdincks!”
He took his discourse sword in hand; Long time the chungus foe he sought— So rested he in the ball pit (free!) And sat awhile in thought.
And, as in uffish (derogatory) thought he sat, The Jabberwock, with eyes of flame, Came GIFfling through the old group chat, And hurgled as it came!
UWU! UWU! And through and through The discourse blade went "Um, actually, the Jabberwock is coded as friendly because 'eyes of flame' means red and orange, and those are warm and inviting colors according to 'color theory', which I guess you haven't heard of and don't understand." He left it dead, and with its head He man car door hook hand.
“And hast thou slain the Jabberwock? Come to my arms, my beamish boi! O #frabjousday! Sounds fake but okay!” He reblogged in his joy.
’Twas Tumblr, and the slithy memes Did bode and call out on the dash: Fucken WIMDY were the shitpost streams, And all of us were trash.
I think the Norwich should win a prize just for looking so friendly
the day i figure out how to channel my hyperfocus onto things i actually need to do rather than whatever my new shiny hyperfixation is, i will become incredibly powerful
crying so hard night now. he is cute is that not enough to let him compete
Beth went off! Good for her!
Fucking iconic
why am i both of these simultaneously literally every d&d session
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this is the funniest thing I’ve seen in weeks
He is so confused
you know when you really want to talk abt your OCs but don’t know what to say so you’re just holding them up like Simba with a bunch of exclamation points overhead?
Yeah.
This is very satisfying.
For me baking is always filled with low level anxiety, all the way to the point where someone tastes it and says it is good.
Wake up babe new fish dropped
the concept of how sir arthur conan doyle was as a person always sends me into fits. imagine making the most famous literary character of all time but you hate the character so much you try to kill him off. but everyone is so horny for this asshole detective they make you bring him back. even your own mother gets mad when he’s dead because she likes him. raising your prices to ridiculous rates to avoid writing holmes stories backfired and now you’re rich. it’s absolutely a pain because it’s keeping you from your true passion which is spiritualism despite how one of your good friends harry houdini keeps telling you it’s bullshit. you consider your best novels to be historical ones but they’re well over shadowed by the nemesis of your own creation sherlock fucking holmes. some fake photographs from some kids convinced you faeries were real and you wrote a whole book about it. you started writing stories in medical school. and yes, also you are a doctor. after you’re dead, they erect a statue of sherlock holmes across the street from your birthplace, causing you to probably roll over one hundred eighty degrees in your grave and scream into your casket pillow.
An Afternoon In París, 1900 , This video was shot by The Lumi
Tbh seeing all of these colorized videos always makes me feel thrown off??? Like you think of 100 years ago as "100 years wow so long", but you then look at somthing like this and you think to yourself
"Oh....that could be me."
Gives me the willies
I get a lot of feelings from these scenes!
WHOA, HOLD UP, WHAT?!
Yeah, Oak was the kid in the Celebi movie.
Meaning that he also probably had more pokemon available when Ash first started his journey, but he deliberately tricked Ash into accepting a rowdy and untamed pikachu because that was Ash’s partner back during their adventure together.
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Samuel Oak
That means his verbal savagery toward Ash early on was friendship, which puts a whole different spin on it.
*Ash rushes in, dead last among the kids of Pallet Town*: Professor Oak! Is it too late for me to get a Pokémon?!
Samuel Oak, Anticipating this moment for decades and saving a very special Pikachu from the local breeding program for just this occasion and trying very hard not to laugh: Oh boy, we’ll see what we can do…
You know, Oaks complaints about ash being late in the first episode might be more a matter of years than minutes XD
theres not a single fucking program id want to run on startup. as soon as i turn on my computer i want quiet silence to stare at my desktop wallpaper for a bit. if anythint else pops up im shooting it on sight