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he wasn't even looking at me and he found me

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One Nice Bug Per Day
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Love Begins
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lyrics DO NOT 🙅♀️🙅♀️❌❌🚫🚫 have to be good 🙂↔️🙂↔️🙂↔️ for the song to be good 👍😎😎😎
a small thing i learned from my sister dying is that i really would rather the people i love be a burden than be whatever the hell else they'd be if they weren't. yes even if it's messy and not always fair and hard completely inconvenient for everyone involved. even if it's weird. even if i'm rolling my eyes a bit inside sometimes. i just want you to bother me. please always bother me
like "it's rotten work" "not to me not if it's you" actually sometimes it's still rotten work. even if it's you. and i'd still do it a million times over
One time I came home from uni very upset and my younger siblings asked what's wrong. I said that mutated flies in our lab escaped because someone broke their jar. I didn't even realise how scary it sounded to them until I saw their faces lmao. I was upset because we were short on said flies (they don't reproduce very well) and my siblings thought that some crazy radioactive fly monsters escaped and we are all fucked now. Love being a mad scientist in their eyes lowkey
Scientists at Cortical Labs have successfully trained a cluster of approximately 200,000 living human neurons, grown on a microelectrode array chip, to play the classic 3D video game DOOM.
ah sweet man-made gamers beneath my comprehension
we made a brain from scratch, put it in a simulation of hell and gave it a gun
hi. did you know australia has a fairywren species called the superb fairywren
and another species called the splendid fairywren
...and one called the lovely fairywren
They just named these by showing pictures to some elderly woman and noting down her first delighted exclamation.
smoking that shit that made one of the beetles (i forget which one) steal the elfstones
It was Ringo Starr and he won't give them back
smoking that shit that made Ringo Starr culturally appropriate elves
ngl i'd be entranced by the elfstones too
*ringo starr with a suspiciously elfstone shaped lump in his throat* haha, shagadelic, don't even worry about it baby
guys please stop joking about ringo starr having the elf stones. an important cultural artifact of elvenkind ending up in the hands of a human percussionist is not funny.
this ISNT A JOKE the elf stones have spent TWELVE YEARS in the hands of an ENGLISHMAN how do you think they ended up at auction? they conveniently went missing after the dwarven kingdom of Stonekeep invaded and vandalized the Silverwood. WE HAVEN'T BEEN ABLE TO CROWN A NEW ELF PRINCE FOR A DECADE.
i could not BEGIN to discuss the significance of elfstones being in possession of a musician to you people. and don't even get me started on Ringo's stance on the Deepfolk Treaty of the Third Age.
although a fictional set of elf stones is featured in several fantasy books, the real elf stones are famously owned by rock legend sir ringo starr
i really need "villagers from minecraft are antisemetic caricatures" to become a popular enough sentiment for them to finally change their designs somehow
kurt cobain simply the closeted transbian of all time I don't make the rules
the kids are calling them "stone fruits." they start off small—think cherries. then they're hooked and they need a quick fix, they get peaches, maybe some nectarines. it's all they can think about. before you know it, they're trying the really hard stuff—apricots, plums. once they taste a mango there's no going back.
In a 1996 by-election, one of the candidates for Australia's parliament changed his name to Steve Grim-Reaper so he wouldn't get mixed up with other candidates
Update: Thanks to some brilliant suggestions from you all, we have an even better contender - A man who ran in the 1998 federal election named 'Prime Minister John Piss the Family Court and Legal Aid' who received a whopping 183 votes for the party 'Abolish Child Support'. Sounds like a lovely guy.
Unfortunately for Mr Prime Minister Piss, this name change came back to haunt him after he was denied a passport a few years later due to the name. This led to this quite incredible entry into Australia's case law that is still frequently cited today:
Unfortunately for Pisso, the court ruled that the government was right to deny him a passport, on the grounds that the phrase "Prime Minister" might be considered by some to be offensive.
Australia went on to change the laws around name changes as a result of Mr PM JP, making him the first and last Prime Minister Piss we'll likely ever see on the ballot in our lifetimes, and democracy is all the poorer for it.
Honourable mention to this headline from a South African newspaper:
And this quote from Time magazine:
There was more than one of them!
"BRUCE THE-FAMILY-COURT-REFUSES-MY-DAUGHTER'S-RIGHT-TO-KNOW-HER-FATHER"!!!!!
Truly one of the names of all time
That is a name that answers every question about why he's not allowed contact with his daughter, I feel.
HELLO???
How does this post keep getting weirder.
So we looked it up and yes, it was indeed the 'Dane' recording studio owner who attempted to stage a fascist uprising in Melbourne (of all places) in the 90s.
This was the last update we could find on him in the news, sounds like he's doing well for himself:
It’s finally happened.
After almost a decade on this site, I found another Tumblr user in the wild. I stopped to tie my shoe with rainbow laces this morning outside the silversmith at Colonial Williamsburg, and I heard it.
“I like your shoelaces.”
Oh. Oh no.
I responded the only way I could. “Thanks.” And then I reluctantly added, “I stole them from the president…and if that makes sense to you, I’m very sorry.”
The poor man, in full Colonial dress, stared at me for a long moment. And then burst into laughter. And said, “I haven’t thought about that in YEARS and this has never happened to me before.”
Yeah. Me neither. Not until today.
Tumblr rite of passage. Achievement unlocked.
@victoriansecret I found your friend!!!