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writers be like; anyone gonna write this story? and then not wait for an answer. and then not write it either

One of the best letters I’ve ever seen just popped up on my Facebook memories. Still makes me laugh.

As today is the 50th anniversary of the moon landing, it’s a great time to revisit Dinah from Devon’s memory of this historic event. And yes, still makes me laugh.

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Today is the 54th anniversary of the moon landing, but Dinah’s diary entry is still absolutely magnificent.

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The weirdest guy I ever met in a church was this boy who referred to “Buzz Aldrin and his husband” going to the moon. I was completely baffled, and when I asked if he’d misspoken, he got really angry and accused me of being deliberately ignorant of the facts. It turned out that he was somehow comvinced that Buzz Aldrin and Neil Armstrong were married. It took five Wikipedia articles to convince him otherwise.

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The moon landing was fake: tired, passé, heard it before

The moon landing was an elaborate marriage proposal: fresh! sexy! I’m going to be thinking about this for months!

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Romcom where two dudes in the 1960s fall in love and come up with an elaborate plan to become astronauts to get married in space because gay marriage is illegal everywhere but it can’t be illegal on the moon

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Might make things a little awkward for Mike Collins.

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He was the officiator

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This is an excellent take. He officiated in orbit, and the landing was their Honey Moon.

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Oh my god they were moon mates.

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THEY WERE MOON MATES

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@iamthepulta

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parents are so crazy because they can say the most fucked up shit to you when your brain is forming and it sets the tone for your whole adult mind set and then they forget about it the next day

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Illustrations Show Size Difference Between Prehistoric Animals and Modern Descendants

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incorrect 911 quotes part idk

Anyone know wtf this nightmare icon for tumblr is all about? Thanks I hate it.

#tumblr

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I can't believe this is a real movie that was filmed, edited, produced and released by 20th Century Studios

"What are you doing here, Geek-O?"

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"If I really had the Dragonballs my one wish will be to erase this movie from existence."

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This is important.

This is what people are.

We want to be useful, and we want to make people happy

Pay attention to this.

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You never know if the dude in a suit walking down the street is an undercover clown who dreams of packing beets into a can and is just waiting for the chance to give you a balloon animal.

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I read an AITA post a few weeks back about a woman who liked having snacks in the bath when she's had a long day (a result of residual trauma iirc - the bath was her safe space). Her brand new husband of three weeks, a man twice her age who had no job, made her pay all of his bills and do all housework, and spent all day every day gaming because he wanted to make it as a Twitch streamer, had always been fine with this; but, on the day in question, had whisked her bath snacks out of her hands as she was on her way to the bathroom and tried to bin them, telling her it was time to 'break her of that filthy habit in his home'. She told him if he ever actually paid anything towards the house she owns outright he might get a say, took her snacks back, and had her lovely bath. He was since giving her the silent treatment.

(Obviously the judgement was an avalanche of 'NTA and also he's abusing you', which she agreed with, and decided to kick him out, so happy ending.)

Anyway I told my husband about this and he was outraged. "I would never do that!" he told me, furious. "I would find it adorable if you had bath snacks!"

Since then, every time I try to have a bath (which I only do as a rare treat) after about ten minutes there has been an anxious scrabbling at the bathroom door.

"Elanor!" he says. "Do you have bath snacks? Do you need anything?"

My answer is irrelevant. He brings me wine and poptarts. Now I have bath snacks. I'm a bath snacks person. Last time he was literally sleeping on the sofa when I went for the bath. Somehow this still happened. I now have an eager bathroom butler. How did this happen. I have never been so decadent yet bewildered.