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misscrazyfangirl321

Being an adult will have you unironically craving a vegetable

fragiledate

the strongest bond is probably pad wings to themselves. the weakest is probably pad wings to your underwear

storm-of-feathers

tumblr is great bc its like a diary where I can take other peoples diary entries and glue them into my own diary

raccoonmilf

I don’t have a raccoon daughter because I’m a raccoon biologist. I have a raccoon daughter because I moved to South Africa because I had what I thought was a “prophetic dream” (I had scurvy and also an evil psychiatrist prescribing me the wrong meds) where I was in South Africa and there was billboard with a woman on it in a lab coat holding a red fox and a raccoon that said “Dr Foxy: This Could Be You!” And then in the dream I looked across the street and saw a billboard the said “Come Visit Hooters in South Africa.” And I woke up and was like “I know what I need to do” which was not “go to school to study native wildlife” but instead was “visit Hooters in South Africa.” But I didn’t want to go for just a little while because it was expensive and I didn’t like the idea of the long flight, but I knew I HAD to go to the Hooters in South Africa. So I figured it would be more economical to just go and finish art school there. Except COVID happened and I literally got trapped there and the hooters in the city I moved to had apparently been closed for years and also I got a concussion and when I went to the doctor they said I had scurvy. So I had to do intensive eating treatment where I drank a lot of fruit juice and also learned to eat macaroni that was shapes other than SpongeBob. And after listening to my yapping about raccoons, my therapist, who had never met a raccoon, told me I should get a raccoon to help me keep fresh fruits in the house. And so when I got back to America I found someone trying to get rid of one Facebook because it was apparently evil and bit her toddler and then I did.

And now I’m a raccoon biologist.

dragon-in-a-fez

along with debating teams schools should have an agreeing team that goes to competitions to see who can have the fewest arguments and the best compromises

gumy-shark

i feel like we’re all a little bit too used to living in a world where elephants exist. what do you MEAN they do all that shit with their nose

soulren

Coding should be able to backfire like magic. Some guy in a polo shirt messes up an equation and turns blue. Person in the coffee shop next to you forgets a semicolon and suddenly they're an inch tall and eternally moving left. You get it.