#sartire

[muquiisstuff]

Proof that they like each other 🙄

[imagine-a-f1girl]

I laughed way to hard at this 😂

An article on a sartire newspage, translation;

Cars of Verstappen and Hamilton are expecting a little one. The drivers are over the moon with the news and promised to bury the hatchet in the gravel trap

[shakespearenews]

John Lithgow’s depiction of Trump as Garrick as Richard III. 

[patricksteel]

Patrick Steel - Kann mich selbst ruinieren/can ruin my own self (Lyrics Video)

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Zk4yMX_VS6w

[dichlor]

Es war ein mal ein Königreich, in welchem waren alle gleich: Das Mädel und der Bub', sie spielten stets gemeinsam und verhielten sich einander stets gerecht, alles einfach, nichts war schlecht. Bis zu jenem trag'schen Morgen, welcher bracht' uns Buben Sorgen, als das Mädel, voller List, dacht' sich aus ein neues Fest, das da sollte sie hoch loben - sie, das Mädel, statt dem Buben. Jedes Jahr am achten März erlaubt sie sich nun diesen Scherz, zwingt den Buben sie zu ehren in lieblichsten Tenorenchören, drum wünsch' ich, auch wenn ich nicht mag, euch "Happy Weltfrauentag"...

[japancc-blog]

During my search for new material, I found this interesting article about a comic, which turns the average "western guy" to a strong superhero-like guy in Japan.

With elements out of superhero comics he tries to explain the widely known "Rockstar Syndrom", especially non Japanese guys are suffering from, when they are not used to the Japanese environment.

Link to Charisma Man's homepage

[meinsilico-blog]

"Entwhistle’s co-worker, by the way, is a hot blond biologist named April Foxglove—kind of an Eve Curie but with a great rack. She wears a tight white lab coat, and when a mouse gets loose she screams and hikes up her smock, revealing two long, tanned legs and the black bikini underwear she got as a gift from her peers for making the Nobel short list." =))

[truel-blog]

Black velvet, anyone?

Normally, going through old clothes and selecting items to give away causes me great anguish (shallow? yes, but at least I'm being honest), but sorting through the clothes harkening all the way back to middle school that my mom moved into the back of a closet while I was abroad in Chile seven years ago, only to completely forget them until now...those clothes were as easy as a flick of the wrist in the direction of the clear plastic trash bag on the floor. Who knew one girl could have so much use for floor length skirts and black velvet? And floor length, black velvet skirts? Yes, I was concert mistress of my community orchestra, but that explains one and only one long black skirt. And the black velvet blazer? Did I have no one to talk me out of that? Apparently I was more of a nerd than even I remember.