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"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"
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Man notices an Eagle eyeing the fish he just caught
*gets back to the nest* baby you are NEVER gonna believe how i got this fish
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"got your nose"
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Oh. Oh, no. i wouldn't do that to him. He's a lil stressed out. His husband though... I think I'd be fine with that.
Original post by @morallygrayautisticscientist here, this post was so funny I decided to draw it lol.
Panel by panel below:
Rest in peace to the incredible Anthony Stewart Head (20th February 1954 - 1st June 2026)
RUPERT GILES in BUFFY THE VAMPIRE SLAYER (1997-2003)
happy pride
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Containment Breach
tangled gave us so much, but mostly it gave us the beautiful and intense love of a horse and the man he is chasing in order to imprison
i personally believe that maximus was the former captain of the guard who was cursed into horse form pretty recently, and everyoneās having trouble adjusting to it.
like, heās entitled to sick leave, he really ought to take a couple months to break the curse and come to terms with whatever the fuck just happened to him, but instead of embarking on a journey of self-discovery and healing he just keeps showing up to work. no one can get captain maximus to go on his fucking voyage of self actualization and fix the curse because heās obsessed with catching flinn ryder. everyone really fucking hopes that when he finally catches this guy the curse might be broken anyway, but it isnāt.
he just keeps showing up to work. he glares at the stablehands until they saddle him up. everyoneās gone over the regulations a dozen times but thereās nothing there saying youāre not allowed to saddle and ride the captain of the guard if he makes you do it. his former second in command rides him around like āsir i really donāt know about thisā and heās just like āare we going to catch some criminals or what.ā
you can see in the movie that everyone in the royal guard defers to this horse. itās absolutely because thatās their boss. and secondarily because now heās two thousand pounds of percheron.
there is no evidence against this theory and you cannot prove me wrong.
This is pretty much the only fanon idea I have ever decided to hold personally true. I love it. It is the best.
This can't be fucking real oh my god.
I first remember him from the romantic coffee commercials. Sad to hear this.
imagine if you will, a fairly dry survival crafting game in which you live in a bunker and must periodically venture out to scavenge food, set up turrets for attacking monsters, etc
now, your computer inside the bunker has a game-inside-a-game on it which is a charming farming sim of undeniably greater quality and scope than the survival game you're playing. therefore, the object of the game becomes to keep your bunker secure so you can play the farming game more.
now, once you achieve the highest rating in the farming game, a secret shop inside it unlocks, and one of the novelty items you can purchase is a game console, giving you access to games-inside-a-game-inside-a-game. most of the games for it are typical mobile shovelware, but one of them is a highly polished, extremely brutal precision platformer with amazing level design and production values exceeding that of the survival game and farming sim combined.
it is only at this point that the purpose of this entire contrivance becomes clear: to create the most deranged speedrun community the world has ever seen.
This might be the funniest reply Iāve ever seen in my life
I AM WHEEZING
PLEASE STOP REBLOGGING THIS OMFG
Happy Pride!
Every pride, you must reblog this. No exceptions
I love that four different people on my feed scheduled this joyous person to reblog by 8am on June 1. I look forward to seeing this a dozen more times today.
Poem by the 12thc warrior poet Xin Qiji č¾ę£ē¾, who was sidelined during peacetime, demoted, drifting through a decade of minor posts in remote lands.
Poetry, then, as that which is left unsaid.
āMy, what a cool and lovely autumn.ā
this poem was translated by eileen chengyin chow, or @chowleen on twitter and tumblr! im not sure why the translators attribution was specifically cut out here:
A young friend told me he came across my translation on tumblr. He was a bit indignant that someone had removed my name from a poem.
Me: my Tumblr is still out there?? Anyhow, I took a look. It's been years. I do miss Tumblr from the olden days: poems, art, photos, fandom, cats, even the hentai.