This photo was taken in 1955. It was called âa few seconds before happinessâ.
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This photo was taken in 1955. It was called âa few seconds before happinessâ.
bitches will bring a million things to do on a train ride or long car trip and then spend the entire time looking out the window and daydreaming. iâm bitches
Donât turtles do that to get high?
Kinda! They eat jellyfish as their primary diet but the chemicals in jellyfish make them high⊠so they are high all the time!!
Well that explains finding Nemo
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my comedic sense was fully sated before I even reached the last panel
A+ would snort again
i cannot believe themÂ
kids baking championship is extremely, very relatable
true love is when your pets know u dont feel good and they cuddle with u
Every midnight I decide to change my entire life
Whatâs the most simple thing youâve ever had to explain to a fully competent adult?
That you cannot fax money to someone.
Had someone accidentally fax us some paperwork. They then asked if we would fax it back due to the paperwork being confidentialâŠ
I have received a fax in an envelope. like⊠they took the documents, put em in an envelope, then faxed me a picture of the sealed envelope.
When I was a kid, I faxed my dadâs satellite office drawings of horses. I had watched my father send so many faxes that I had the process memorized. Except, for some reason I thought that I could fax things to grandma. I put in the numbers for the office every time, but was convinced that the faxes were going to grandma. I also didnât think to inform my parents that I was doing this.
My dad visited the satellite office (three hour drive) one day and discovered their conference room white board absolutely covered in my drawings. The guys thought it was adorable that I sent drawings and letters to them, and didnât tell my dad because they knew heâd stop me.
Thatâs one of the cutest things Iâve ever heard.
I like that this just turned into stories about faxing
you donât hate winter, you hate living an atomized existence where you get up and go to your shitty job rather than sit inside under a fire with your kin telling stories, eating, and playing
Capitalism: go to work 10000 years of evolution: stay home and spin wool and yarns
i kinda feel bad for oedipus b/c everyone assumes he chose to fuck his mom when in fact he went out of his way to avoid it. he left his hometown and distanced himself from his parents because he was afraid he would somehow get tricked into fucking his mom. everything could have been avoided if his adopted parents told him he was adopted.
someone: oedipus was fucked up like who fucks their own mother??? fucking weirdo.
me: itâs not his fault! he didnât know!
also the point of the myth is supposed to show how despite your best efforts no mortal can thwart fate but also? what the fuck? the whole thing was an oracle telling laius that his son was going to murder him and fuck his wife. that shit came out of nowhere. he didnât offend the gods or anything. they just decided for no reason other than the world is fucked up sometimes.
i have been informed that oedipusâ dad, laius, did in fact bring a curse upon himself for kidnapping and raping king pelopâs son chrysippus.
i stand by my stance that itâs still ridiculous to punish oedipus and jocasta for laiusâs crimes. also why would the godss curse oedipus for fucking his mom when they tricked him into doing it in the first place? fucked up.
Youâre assuming the gods are ruled by logic and not by zeus nudging poseidon and saying âhey you know what would be so fucking funnyâ
This is so accurate
did u guys ever watch the BBC drama âAtlantisâ where the main character is a modern guy who accidentally travels back in time to Ancient Greece
and tbh itâs full of him having moments where he realises this is a myth
like this woman comes to him and asks for help because her husband is trying to kill her baby so he helps her smuggle the baby out of the city to be taken in by another family and the other family ask the babyâs name and she says âOedipusâ and the guy is like
oh fuck
and then he meets a girl called Medusa and the whole time is just like shit shit shit then she goes missing and they track her to a cave and he is like âguys this is gonna sound weird but does anyone have a mirrorâ
BEST MOMENT is he meets a guy who says âHi Iâm Pythagorasâ and he blurts out âTHE TRIANGLE GUYâ and Pythagoras is just HEART EYES like âYES I LOVE TRIANGLES HOW DID YOU KNOWâ
wanna hear a wild story? my brotherâs history professor is closing in on 80 and basically lives at the university. one night my brother visited him for a meeting, and it came up that my brother was gonna be performing as a court jester at the castle the following day. and his professor busts out: âah, that reminds me of my youth!â
he then proceeded to tell the tale of when he and his friends went backpacking to greece back in their early 20s. then one day they found themselves completely penniless. so they decided that the only reasonable thing to do was to set up acrobatic shows in skimpy outfits on the beach at day, and then drink up the money at night.
after a week or so they gained some traction, and a gang of young greek men walked up to them like âhey yâall are cool as hell, can we join yâall for drinks tonight?â and my brotherâs professor was like âof course! yâall have to wear these revealing outfits and do somersaults with us thoâ and the greek gang said âsounds dope. yâall are invited to live with us for however long yâall want.â
anyhow, they proceeded to live like this for the better part of 3 months, doing shows, drinking, and sleeping at the greek gangâs apartment. but after a while they decided enough was enough, and said thank you for everything, but weâre going back to sweden now. and the greeks said âsure! love yâall have a safe trip xxâ
half a year later my brotherâs professor gets contacted by the greek police. they ask him about the months they spent in greece, and then informs him that their greek friends have been convicted of serial homicide and robbery. that the group of young greek men had joined up with several tourist groups for several years âfor drinksâ, and then killed and robbed them all, terrorising the beach city for several years. with one exception, of course, because âthis one group of swedish acrobats in slutty strongman suits were just âso damn niceââ.
and thatâs the story of how one swedish history university professor survived sharing a flat with a group of serial killers for several months by performing acrobatics in slutty outfits on the beach. moral of the story? be kind of heart, thicc of ass.
umm i need reassurance that my presence is wanted but i canât ask for reassurance because thatâs really Embarrassing and it wouldnât feel genuine if i asked for it
harry watching his fanbase lose it over his cryptic chaotic assÂ
me, at 3 am, in the middle of yet another personal crisis: i need to learn 2 instruments, 1 craft and 5 languages. immediately.