me in 2008
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me in 2008
Oi! Angelina!
One of the most memorable scenes in Harry Potter. George asking his future wife to the ball.
No one gonna take note of how Snape is pretending to not notice? lol
Except Fred asked Angelina, not George.
maisiewillums and bellatriq asked â·Â the office + favorite romantic relationship = jim&pamÂ
this was so satisfying
Disney Ladies + Science (&Â âScienceâ). Thanks to our followers for ideas.
Yes, textile engineer. Thatâs not a fashion designer in any way.
Youâve obviously not watched the movie. She invented those fabrics to resist flame, turn invisible, resist high amounts of friction, and stretch infinite times, and avoid tear from bombs
she did a tad more than âdesignâ them
I laminated a paper towel
why does this have 31 thousand notes
You made it useless but also prevented it from the end it was predestined for.
But wait this is actually freaking me out though, it raises so many questions about the otherwise incomprehensible meaning of life as a collective whole versus personal sustenance and longevity
Imagine if one day you were given a choice: Become immortal and indestructible for eternity, unable to be harmed by anything ever again, and get to live forever.
However, in order to achieve that you must give up whatever your purpose in life is. Whatever it is that you were always meant to do, what you were supposed to contribute to the overall scheme and future of the life of the universe, your purpose⊠the whole reason you were even created, even born in the first place. You must give that up. You donât know what that is. Youâll never know; But, regardless, you say yes.
Perhaps you assume you wouldnât have made any sort of significant difference anyway. That butterfly effect theory or whatever they call it? Nah, you call bullshit. It doesnât matter - you donât matter, at least not to anything outside of your immediate connections - and itâll all be fine, and youâll just live forever with minimal (or maybe even no) consequences.
So, yay! Youâre now immortal. Youâll never die or get hurt ever again. Wee!
But then, centuries and centuries later (not to mention that by this point youâve gone through horrible heartbreak and misery and despair because every loved one you ever had, every friend you ever made, ever person you barely got to know, has passed away, died as you lived on long without them, helpless to do anything for them as you watched them perish, unable to ever go with them or ever see them again. But I digress), now, you learn you actually were important in the grand scheme of things. You were supposed to be a key factor in the worldâs survival, long ago; but, because of the choice you made (immortality over individual purpose), you were never given the knowledge or awareness or resources or ability to save the world that you were always supposed to obtain, before you unknowingly made the wrongest choice to ever wrong.
Needless to say, youâve fucked up big time.
The entire universe as we know it is destroyed soon after this horrifying revelation. It implodes, collapses in on itself, essentially forming a massive black hole or something. Stars, nebulae, galaxies, solar systems and planets, worlds and worlds of living people and things, and light-years of time and space and life, all sucked up into absolute, indefinite nothingness.
But you remain.
Just you. Floating amongst, spiraling around, rocketing through, suspended in⊠nothing. With a feeling of such unbelievable loneliness that your feeble brain can hardly perceive, canât possibly hope to comprehend. Not only are you the only living thing left, you donât even have one inanimate object to keep you company. You have literally. Nothing. And you are literally nowhere. I mean, technically, you are now the universe - if it would bring you petty comfort to think about it that way. You. Only you. With nothing, no one, nowhere. Forever. And ever. And ever.
All because you thought you didnât matter. That you had no real, meaningful purpose. That you could never possibly make a difference.
But you did. And now look what youâve gotten yourself into, you silly nugget. Youâre gonna be pretty bored and lonely for that eternity, huh?
Or maybe it was out of selfishness. Maybe this wasnât because you felt useless, but because you simply only cared about prolonging your own life and nothing else. Hm.
The moral here? Be selfless, and always know and remember that you matter.
Or else, one day, you might destroy the universe. And be left to suffer, and be tortured horribly and endlessly by the void of nothingness that has consumed you. With no way to escape. Ever.
Other moral because I got sidetracked from my initial point - all things considered, would you choose longevity over purpose? Immortality over meaning?Â
OR, IDK, MAYBE SOME IDIOT JUST LAMINATED A STUPID PIECE OF PAPER TOWEL FOR NO GOOD REASON
AND MAYBE I SHOULDNT BE LOOKING FOR THE ANSWERS TO THE MEANING OF OUR SHORT, FRAGILE LIVES IN
A LAMINATED
PAPER
T OW E L
IDK MAN,
I D K
Write. A. Book.
What if I did write a book
and the pages of that book
were made out of
laminated
paper towels
I WASNT GONNA REBLOG UNTIL THAT LAST COMMENT
This messed me up.
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albertbabycat Albert bringing up his bag of cat treats so I can give him some.
*watcha gon do bout it?*
The evolution of Scooby Doo animation from 1969 to 2015.
End it all
LET IT DIE
What the fuck happened in 2006
After 1973 Iâm not interested in Scooby Doo. Those other ones just donât even count.
I donât even remember 2006-08 ???
this question is extremely overwhelmingÂ
there has never been a cool person called eugene
My boss called me âTyroneâ on accident (My name is Tyrand). She apologized and bought me lunch to make up for it. I didnât think twice about it, since Iâm used to getting called every variant of âTy-(fill in blank here)â. Then later on I read a quote she keeps in her work area that made me feel kinda special.
âDuring my second month of nursing school, our professor gave us a pop quiz. I was a conscientious student and had breezed through the questions, until I read the last one: âWhat is the first name of the woman who cleans the school?â Surely this was some kind of joke. I had seen the cleaning woman several times. She was tall, dark-haired and in her 50s, but how would I know her name? I handed in my paper, leaving the last question blank. Before class ended, one student asked if the last question would count toward our quiz grade. âAbsolutely,â said the professor. âIn your careers you will meet many people. All are significant. They deserve your attention and care, even if all you do is smile and say âHelloâ.â
Iâve never forgotten that lesson. I also learned her name was Dorothy.â
This is a very important lesson to learn
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me:
104-Year-Young Grandpa Has More Style Than You (And Less Years Than Internet Says)
Noel Cruz custom repaints factory dolls into life like works of art. Recently his Katniss Everdeen custom painted doll sold on eBay for $2,500. Check out his work here [X]
I havenât seen some of these before! Beautiful.
How does he miniaturise people
How
He hexes them. Shrinking them down into dolls.
So I found Doug Dimmadome at Dragon Con
You mean Doug Dimmadome owner of the Dimmsdale Dimmadome?
Thatâs right Doug Dimmadome owner of the Dimmsdale Dimmadome.
Wow Iâm your biggest fan, Doug Dimmadome owner of the dimmsdale dimmadome!
THE Doug Dimmadome, owner of the Dimmsdale Dimmadome where theyâre showing Crash Nebula?