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fun outfit idea!
Retail worker dream uniform
He needs to protect his horse family
freshman year of college I (a simple lesbian) met a gay dude and we instantly clicked and started talking about our childhoods and stuff and discovered we were born in the same hospital on the same day so we became each other's beards and watched hentai together every weekend
That sentence started and ended in very different places
getting interviewed for a job
interviewer: so what qualifies you for this job?
me: i banged your mom
interviewer: savage bro youâre hired
The real villain
those is mcdonalds jeans?
Fun fact: those McDonaldâs jeans are part of the standard uniform here in Colombia. Iâve tried at least 16x to ask where they source them, if I can buy them from the manager, even going McDonaldâs not to order food but just to ask for the jeans. I asked someone high up in their marketing dept here to see if maybe they know which company sourced them, and still couldnât get my hands on a pair. Apparently employees only get one pair per year. Theyâre slightly high-waisted, they taper very slightly, theyâre always kind of high water at the bottom, and theyâre the perfect light jean color. Theyâre not stiff, theyâre not that stretchy, theyâre the perfect denim material. They come with a cloth belt thatâs either yellow or turquoise, and the stitching on the M is almost sensual. I will not give up
theres a hourse in the dirve through
Wouldnt it just be easier to get a job at McDonaldâs and then quit when you have the pants
But then you only have 1. If you find a reliable pants dealer you can have as many as you can afford
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was looking up 50s fashion for writing reasons and i CANNOT get over the outfits these girls are rocking
- This is bobby soxer fashion that originated in the 1940s, not 50s. Specifically, this 2016 Tumblr post attributes this photo to Life magazine in 1947
- The style was not considered masculine in its time (for commenters remarking on crossdressing laws); pants had been mainstream womenâs fashion since the 30s and especially during WWII due to women in factory work. This was an extremely popular style associated with fans of popular music performers like Frank Sinatra. It was a teenage style in particular; the 40s saw the number of girls attending secondary school rise substantially, as did the number of teens with disposable incomes.
Itâs fascinating to me that people under 30 are looking at very trendy look today and seeing gender nonconformity. It says more about what we consider âfeminineâ clothing to be today (Revealing? Low necklines? Translucent? Form-fitting? Curve-enhancing?) than the image itself.
literally a quote from Marcus Aurelius
HAD to go and dig for the quote. âsex is the friction of a piece of gut and, following a sort of convulsion, the expulsion of some mucus.â marcus was just being reductive, but purrp takes his analysis one step further: he correctly identifies that sex is stupid
how can civilisation be in decline when social media abounds with philosophers greater than Marcus Aurelius
Excuse you but thatâs Emperor Marcus Aurelius Antoninus, also philosopher.
Found the Roman
every boy in the world : needs to stop playing games !
me, a gamer, after reading this post :
casting italian spells rn
pasta primavera
my neighbor thought i fucking DIED because he heard a loud crash (easel & canvas fell over while i was asleep) and had been trying to contact me for like an hour anyway artistic rendition of when i opened my door
Iâm thankful for my 10th grade history teacher because:
âI have to teach the book.â He said. âYou have to read it and I have to give a test on it to make sure you know whatâs in it.â
âOkay,â we said. âThis is what school is.â
He also said âbut I donât have any rules that say I canât teach you more than one book.â
âBut this isnât English class,â we complained.
âNo itâs not,â he replied as he handed out photocopies of a different book I do not have the name of. I would learn later that he paid for the photocopies himself, because he could not afford to buy a set of books for us, and the school wouldnât help. We had to turn in the photocopies at the end of the lesson. Heâd done this for years, and the packets of paper were sets of folders containing well read photocopies and some pages were crumbly and heâd replace whole packets or pages in a single packet at a time. He had a whole cabinet full of these folders, broke down by chapter, out of a different book. Some of the packets included photocopies from more than one book, some news articles, a couple academic papers. We were not always required to read those, but we were promised extra credit if we did.
âWrite me an essay,â heâd say.
âUgh,â we groaned. âWhat about?â
âThe differences between whatâs in the packet and whatâs in your books.â
And we would. Heâd accept full essays and heâd accept a simple list of differences, but that was always an assignment. Point out the differences.
âWhich fact do you believe?â He would ask us.
âThe packet,â weâd answer.
âWhy?â Heâd ask.
âBecause they donât want us to have them,â weâd answer.
âGood,â heâs smile. âWith this chapter, Iâm not going to give you a packet. I want you to make your own packet based on the information in this chapter in your government supplied textbook.â
âUgh,â we groaned.
But we learned how to do some simple research, and we were told that Wikipedia could be edited by anyone, but everyone that edited had to present sources. We had to come up with twenty pages worth of extra information on the chapter in our textbook. The textbookâs chapter was something like ten pages long. We had to do our essay/lists on what was left out/added/changed. It was a good two week long project.
âWhy am I making you do this?â
âBecause itâs busy work,â someone answered.
He frowned. âBecause one day youâll be presented something as fact and youâll have to decide if it is fact or not.â
âHow do we know the difference?â
âMaybe one day one of you will grow up and be able to give a simple answer to that question because I donât have that answer.â
âYou just didnât want to do the work to make a packet yourself, huh?â
He smiled. âThat is an advantage to having minions.â
And then he laughed like an evil vampire and we watched a movie.
This is one of those Tumblr things where I donât much care if itâs a true story or not, because itâs an extremely good idea for how to teach history â and, based on my own super-brief stint in attempting to teach young stubborn kids via unconventional-but-effective methods (primarily with the goal of feeling like I was educating them in a helpful and lasting way), this is a fantastic idea.
You know. I get a lot of notes and tags on this post saying âand everyone clappedâ and honestly, thats fine. I havenât been in tenth grade in over fifteen years. This is paraphrased based on the experience of being in this manâs classroom for a whole school year. I 100% donât remember his exact words or phrasing. This is a ~takeaway~ from the lessons this particular teacher gave us. I AM happy people donât trust itâs authenticity because you shouldnât trust everything you read. Thatâs the whole reason I wrote this in the first place.
However, the vampire voice was real. He was a character named Count Vlad who knew history because âhe lived through it first hand.â He came out every time we watched a movie in that class, which we did often. We were way too old for this sort of teaching. We knew it. He knew it. He didnât care. Count Vlad critiqued movies based on historical events with how accurate or false they were for the sake of selling movie tickets.
He was honestly one of my favorite teachers.
Ladybird spider (Eresus kollari)
Photo by Armen Seropian
Chonk spider
Actually that âs a female ladybird spider! Ladybird spiders have some pretty extreme sexual dimorphism that makes them very easy to differentiate. This is the male:
See why theyâre called ladybird spiders?
But either way Iâm sure she will happily accept your invite for cocoa!
What does it take to teach a bee to use tools? A little time, a good teacher and an enticing incentive. Read more here: http://to.pbs.org/2mpRUAz
Credit: O.J. Loukola et al., Science (2017)
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âFriend? Friend push ball? I push ball. I do good.â
Bees. Â Smart enough to push a ball, not smart enough to not be fooled by a stick masquerading as a bee.Â
maybe they know and theyâre just being polite
Other dimensional beings are undoubtedly amazed at what human beings will accept as human beings too. âBut itâs just a stick with a person on it.â
#excuse me neil but what the FUCK was that #thanks for that terrifying thought (nooby-banana)
NEIL WHY. WHY WOULD YOU SAY THAT.
This turns up on my dashboard. And I read it and am impressed that someone writes exactly the post that Iâd write, without actually reading the name of the person who posted it.
And then Iâm puzzled at all the Neil Whyâs, and realise that this was me in the Wayback Long-ago.
At least Iâm consistent.
And, I should point out, we are no closer to being able to spot the extra-dimensional stick âpeopleâ who move unobserved among us.