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[fivexfaith]

[ hey hey hey this is a plotting call!! i have ideas, i know y’all have ideas, we all have some pretty wild wishlists and whatnot. so! give that heart a punch and we’ll cook up somethin’ real gay rad ]

[cosmically-incompatible]

I had the weirdest fucking dream I, a woman in her twenties, was rocking a moustache like mobius and I loved it so much I was spewing profound shit like kissing on the lips is just like kissing on the cheeks bc what is kissing if there's no hair.

[pooksbedamned]

New way to play rock paper scissors

Turtle 👊

Frog 👍

Snake 👆

I plan on making all major decisions this way

[psycho-mocha]

Imagine if your skin screamed every time you touched it wow

[lookthetart]

'Taboo' means 'set apart for or consecrated to a special use or purpose; restricted to the use of a god, a king, priests, or chiefs, while forbidden to general use; inviolable, sacred', as well as 'forbidden; unlawful'. Ptolemaic kings did not break a taboo by marrying their sisters. It would be better to say that they fulfilled a taboo and gave it meaning by crossing a boundary that is barred to ordinary people. In so doing they demonstrated that they were extra-ordinary. This extraordinariness is about more than a simple assimilation of royalty to specific gods. It is about power, and about sub-conscious and perhaps universal human instincts that there is something numinous about those who transgress such boundaries. If a taboo is a thing that is 'set apart', then the Ptolemies by their actions became 'taboo'- truly set apart, unreachable by ordinary humans, and not to be judged by ordinary standards of human behaviour. 

( S.L. Ager, Familiarity Breeds: Incest and the Ptolemaic Dynasty)

[strongpham]

Funny Uncle Funcle Definition T Shirt

FUNCLE [fuhng kuhl] noun LIKE A DAD, ONLY COOLER 

[cool-dad-squad]

Decided to change some things.  Was tired of username. SO...

freakannoyance ----> cool-dad-squad

[becpup]

Good morning // Last Night.

My chickys are squeaking and chirping away but i can’t take the blanket off because it’s still to cool here. So i hear them stomp (can little chickys even stomp? haha) around twittling to themselves. I got home last night just before 6, and was chatting away to them, and to my fish, before Sam arrived home at 6.20pm. Yeah, i’m going to be one of those animal people.