“don’t take it personally” how would you like me to take it then? professionally? romantically? academically?
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“don’t take it personally” how would you like me to take it then? professionally? romantically? academically?
i’m doing really well for someone who goes through the five stages of grief every day
There was a trend in the 40s and 50s (not sure if it predates that or if there are places that still do it) where you could get your child’s baby shoes cast in bronze or dipped in bronze and use them as keepsakes or have them mounted as bookends. Better than the resin slop of the modern day in my opinion. My great grandma had my grandpa’s baby shoes made into bookends ends because she loved him very much and he was her only child and it is honestly really cute. My mom got her dad’s baby shoe bookends when she moved out and they were in my living room my entire childhood, she had explained how they were grandpa’s shoes covered in bronze and I thought that was cool.
Then I went to an art museum and saw bronze busts of people and my tiny child brain thought the person’s dismembered head and shoulders were in there…
Haha! Not where I thought this was going 😃😭🙏
My parents didn’t either but it is a core childhood memory for me. I was 3-5 and it was a bust of Abraham Lincoln. I was so disturbed and upset that I asked my dad to pick me up and I buried my face in his shoulder. My parents didn’t connect the dots and just thought I was frightened of Abe Lincoln.
they gotta invent shoplifting for online shopping
you’re a fucking hamtaro blogger who the fuck cares what you think. stop making political posts and stick to posting hamtaro memes.
Are you mad that I get more pussy than you?
this website is wildly out of control
one of my favorites of all time
that’s kamala harris
My art refs be like: "rabbits are plantigrade, never stand on their toes and move by hopping"
-Rabbits not giving a shit about your "laws of science":
(Video Taken from Pinnapop on Twitter)
i think if you showed minecraft or fortnite to a little medieval peasant boy he would probably start writing parodies of church hymns. it’s human nature
this has rendered me speechless
girl are you sure???????????????
i deleted my blog and tumblr immediately asked me if i want to sign up again
and here you are
Dude living downstairs has been loudly rapping for like 10 minutes, then suddenly did a high pitched scream, and now its silent down there
he got raptured
im fucking crying
Fascinating categorization is happening here
clearly some of you have not been to the labyrinth of pestilence deep beneath kentucky
alright so when I was a teenager I went to this bug-themed summer camp for socially stunted nerds and on the way back from it I visited the university of kentucky. I met with an entomologist there and while we were touring the department he asked "wanna see something cool?" so he took me down an elevator to what must've been a sub-sub-sub basement on a card-access only floor, and after turning several more corners we went through two sets of (I'm not even exaggerating) 12-inch thick doors, opening onto one long as fuck corridor. each side of this hallway was lined with about 50 refrigerators. and each and every single one of these refrigerators was filled with hundreds of thousands. of live. bedbugs. the very reasonable explanation for this was that they were doing research on insecticides and needed to test them on real samples, but they could not under any circumstances allow them to escape, so they had to be kept under area 51 levels of overkill containment. but reasonable or not that was very much not what I anticipated seeing that day. so yeah. I decided after that I did not want to become an entomologist
absolutely baffled to get to the end of that story and hear you decide NOT to be an entomologist but possibly that's the entomologist in me speaking
as this breaches containment it is vital to me that The People know my problem with the bedbug labyrinth was NOT the bedbugs. that was obviously sick as fuck. the problem was it dawning on me how much entomology research is anti-bug instead of pro bug. weird girl equivalent of realizing how much time veterinarians spend putting down dogs