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apparently modern medieval scholars have no solid idea why there’s so many old paintings of knights fighting snails. Like that wasn’t just one weird painting there’s hundreds of those.
the firste meyme
And my favorite one here
I’m not saying humanity defeated an invasion of snail aliens in the Middle Ages but hold on wait that’s EXACTLY what I’m saying
snail aliens, or snaliens,
probably it was just funny so people kept doing it. which is basically what a meme is
the explanation I’ve heard is that most of the monks who did these illustrations would have kept small gardens where they grew all their own food and this was their way of venting about snails ruining their gardens
ok thats even funnier
This is hands down one of my favourite posts on Tumblr.
“Fuckin snails, I’m gonna draw me some God damn knights killing the shit out of these shell slime fucks. Teach them to fucking ruin my herbs. Assholes.”
He having a splosh
[captions]
Person filming: There - there’s a bigger one there, mate. Don’t want to ruin your day or nothing.
Crows are scary They
use tools
Can be taught to speak (like parrots)
Have huge brains for birds
like seriously their brain-to-body size ratio is equal to that of a chimpanzee
They vocalize anger, sadness, or happiness in response to things
they are scary smart at solving puzzles
some crows stay with their mates until one of them dies
they can remember faces
SIDENOTE HERE BECAUSE HOLY SHIT. They did an experiment where these guys wore masks and some of them fucked with crows. Pretty soon the crows recognized the masks = douchebag. But the nice guys with masks they left alone. THEN, OH WE’RE NOT DONE, NO SIR crows that WEREN’T EVEN IN THE EXPERIMENT AND NEVER SAW THE MASK BEFORE knew about mask-dudes and attacked them on sight. THEY PASSED ON THE FUCKING INFORMATION TO THEIR CROW BUDDIES.
They remember places where crows were killed by farmers and change their migration patterns.
Guys I’m really scared of crows now. (q)
Yeah but have you seen this
A colleague of my dad’s lives next to a lake, and looked out the window one morning to see a duck trapped in the ice. A crow swooped down. “Oh hell,” she thought, expecting carnage, because crows are opportunists. But the crow chipped at the ice with its beak until the duck was free.
Idk of this counts but a few crows saved me from a magpie swooping attack once ,they’re bros who can tell when magpies are being unreasonable and need to chill
I love crows so damn much. When I was fifteen, I hit a pretty serious bout of depression, to the point I was in my room for months. Well, a family of crows made a nest in a tree outside my window. There were two parents and two chicks. One chick was healthy and strong. One was weak, and had a caw like something being strained. It sounded more like a rooster crowing and so my parents jokingly named him ‘Buck’.Well… months passed and Buck’s sibling was taught to fly. His parents focused on the sibling because the sibling was strong. The father stayed behind to try and teach Buck, but I saw him try to fly, fail, and crash to the floor. His father helped him back up into the tree.
Every day, I would watch Buck from my window until one day I opened it and started talking to him. He was small and gangly and he couldn’t caw right. His feathers were all over the place and I felt a kinship. So I made a deal with him. I told him that if he could do it, if he could fly, then I could find the strength to get up. Well… near the end of the season, after talking with him every day, I finally saw him get out of the nest. He went to the edge of his branch, braced himself, and jumped… and just before he hit the ground, he soared back up into the sky. I cheered harder than I ever had before.
That winter, Buck left the area. I was crestfallen. I felt like I’d lost a friend. But I was so damn proud of him.
Cut to the next spring? I’m walking up the driveway one day when suddenly I hear a sound… a broken caw. I look up, and Buck is sitting in a tree above my head. He stared at me and puffed his feathers, then hopped down in front of me and cawed again. I was so damn thrilled, and I told him how proud I was of him. He ruffled his feathers and then soared off into his old tree.
That summer? I heard two broken caws. One from Buck… and one from his chick.
Cut to ten years later? We have a family of crows who all have a very distinct caw and they come here and spend every spring, summer, and fall on our property. Buck still greets me every spring.
that last reply made me wanna cry. that’s so beautiful.
Don’t forget the Russian Crow SLEDDING DOWN A ROOF not once, but twice.
this one morning i kept hearing really loud caws, i remember it was like 5am, LIKE REALLY LOUD AND ANNOYING AND AGGRESSIVE, so loud that i could hear it through a closed window, and i eventually went outside to check it out. there was a crow on my front lawn, it had an injury on its head and couldn’t fly and there were two other crows circling right above it, and they were cawing like mad.
i tried to get close and take a better look and one of them dived super low and tried to attack me. so i went back in the house and chopped some sliced raw meat and tossed it at him from a distance.
a few more times later, very soon after, they could tell i was trying to help, and did not attack me. i was “allowed” to walk up close and pick him up, he couldn’t drink water properly so i had to dip my finger in a bowl and stick it in his mouth.
i did this few times a day and it went on for about a week before he disappeared, i thought he recovered and left, but he came back the next day and lands on me, and i see him around the block quite often, and he would come sit on my shoulder for a few minutes and then fly away again. i feel like i’ve adopted a son.
Best birbs !!
@mothpunx ridiculous birbs
I always hope to have a crow friend one day
I never skip this post I fucking love crows
lively and ethereal people VS sleep deprived creatures of the night
Go to bed, you’ll feel better in the morning” is the human version of “Did you turn it off and turn it back on again?”
How Food Looks Before It’s Harvested.
Sesame Seeds
Cranberry
Pineapple
Peanut
Cashew
Pistachio
Brussel Sprouts
Cacao
Vanilla
Saffron
Kiwi
Pomegranate
exactly 1 minute ago i had absolutely no idea what the plants sesame seeds and peanuts came from look like and i am shocked and surprised
So Ima be honest i always thought pineapples grew on trees
Cashews grow like that?
yo bro is it safe down there in the woods? yeah man it’s cool by Tomislav Jagnjic
I thought this was just a joke but nope, that’s literally what the artist named this piece.
Some other gems by Tomislac Jagnjic:
me @ myself
REBLOG: go to your blog and click the egg to see what hatches
I got Sonic the Hedgehog.
Sonic the fucking Hedgehog.
Maybe I cracked the egg too fast.
I got Rogue Titan gettin’ krunk. I was not disappointed.
OH MY GOD I GOD EREN IN TITAN FORM TWERKING
aHHHHH THIS IS WHAT I GOT IM sO HAPPY
AWWWWWW I GOT MADOKA YAY
WOW I GOT EGG
madoka :/
reblogging bc this is fun
This is particularly sweet because that wolf almost undoubtedly didn’t have a pack. He was lonely. And then he wasn’t lonely: he had all the weird little squished stunted-development wolves and their weird bipedal not-wolves!
i am ugly crying like snot just avalanched out of my face i love dogs
@mizzwilde
This should be a children’s book
@followmeonelasttime literally crying here
there is water in my eyes
@idolized-salt
@edgarsandeggbutts
NORTHERN SAW WHET OWLS. LITERALLY THE CUTEST FACKING THINGS YOU’LL EVER SEE IN YOUR LIFE.
JUST LOOK AT IT.
IT’S FACKING SMALLER THAN THE AVERAGE HUMAN HAND
SO SASSAY
LOOK AT DAT FACE
PURE JOY
AND JUST WHEN YOU THOUGHT ONE WAS TOO MUCH
CHECK OUT THESE BEAUTIFUL BABIES
DEM EYES CAN PIERCE INTO THE DEEPEST CREVICES OF YOUR SOUL
FRICKIN BUNDLE OF SLEEPY HAPPINESS
FRICKIN LITTLE BUNDLES OF FEATHERS SMOTHERED IN CUTENESS
WITTLE FLUFFY FEETIES WITH TEENY TINY CLAWS
DAT ASS
@bluewithpurplepolkadots
Aaaaaaaaaaaaaawwwwwwwwwwwwww
Why did no one tag @argumate
gonna have to up my owl game.
those are some anime looking owls yo
WHAT EXCELLENT HOOTBEASTS
@scribbleowl
@aethelar
two people summon me to owl posts i’m so happy
I’m just dying while thinking about a hotel employee calmly Googling “How to fold a towel in the shape of an elephant,” and then going out to buy eye stickers.
I think these would guarantee return bookings. Loving the elephant.
I worked in a hotel for a year. Hotel staff LOVE silly requests because otherwise our job is just mundane. It gives the front desk a chance to do something creative.
aaaa this is so lovely