Game of Thrones Daily
Origami Around
⁂
Acquired Stardust
trying on a metaphor
Today's Document
hello vonnie
Product Placement
Kiana Khansmith
art blog(derogatory)
Discoholic 🪩
No title available
Andulka
Janaina Medeiros
cherry valley forever
Three Goblin Art
taylor price
Peter Solarz
Cosimo Galluzzi
roma★
seen from Malaysia
seen from United Kingdom
seen from United States
seen from Malaysia
seen from Japan
seen from Australia
seen from United States
seen from Australia
seen from Australia
seen from Netherlands
seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from United Kingdom
seen from United States
seen from Spain
seen from United States
seen from Australia
seen from United Kingdom
seen from Argentina
seen from United States
@teef4toof
New 10 commandments:
1) no twink is worth going to jail for
2) MOISTURIZE
3) crickets are a good form of protein
4) stop being mean to poly people on dating profiles
5) you cannot fix them.
6) you are loved
7) you are SO valid kween
8) Miku :)
9) the cicadas are coming the cicadas are coming the cicadas are coming the cicadas are coming t-
10) good girls swallow
(writing credit: myself, @annaisafurry, John, @conditional-materials )
Change.org - Petition To Hire 1,000,000 People To Put Their Fingers In The Shoot Hole Of Peoples’ Guns So They Can’t Shoot Them
It’s still gonna shoot… And they’re gonna lose a finger
No. The finger blocks the bullet. We can do this
This is a gun we’re talking about. The projectile is fired using an explosion, not by compressed air of a toy gun or the elastic forces of a sling shot. People would be lucky if they only lost their finger.
The finger blocks it
The finger won’t block it - the shaft is only there for keeping the bullet straight, all the propulsion happens behind the bullet. The bullet would rip through the finger, not that many would actually fit without the victim being a child, and beyond.
The bullet would go forward a little and then hit the finger and stop it’s not that hard to understand
People are going to lose their hands. Go watch Mythbusters. They did an episode on this, the hand fucking exploded.
No, the bullet would start to go but stop at the finger. Thats basic physics. Also hands dont explode normally they did something wrong.
Why the dingleknockers would you even consider sticking your finger in the barrel of a loaded gun?? the amount of force propelling the bullet at that close of range would shatter the finger at the very least; this is a petition for 1,000,000 people to loose the use of their hands. If a bullet explodes the back of a persons skull when they shoot it in their mouth it sure as hell will explode a finger.
No the finger would stop it
I’m loving the idiocy of this post.
Ppl with brains: ummm finger go boom…
Others: no bullet stop. U no kno fisics >:V
no the finger would stop it
You guy who think the bullet would stop at the finger have never shot a gun and can volunteer to it their fingers in the barrel of my 9 mil and I’ll I’ll the trigger and see if it will stop the bullet. Dumdasses
the finger would stop it
date of origin: 28th of december, 2015.
These fuckwits are back again? How’s it going, Nine Finger Nasty? About to turn into an Eight Finger Egghead?
@meatswitch @raptorific this is a US based site. US Americans are known for two things- obsession with guns and incredible stupidity. Had this been anyone else, I’d say they’re trying to fuck with us. But with US Americans, about 70% of them are dead serious about mangling their hands trying to stop a bullet.
I’ve had four years to think about it and now I think the finger would stop it
I just tested it with my buddy. It stops the bullet
….Mythbusters WELDED A METAL SPIKE into the barrel of a gun to obstruct it, something heaps stronger than a human finger (and sealed the barrel better with the filler metal used to fuse the metal spike into place and prevent the explosive gases from escaping) but even that didn’t stop the bullet from doing damage.
It’s because they didn’t use a finger like I did
vetted by @gaza-evacuation-fund ✅️
Please don't ignore my first message, Israel demands the evacuation of the place. You are the hope for my family to survive.We left everything and ran away from death. 💔One last $50 to rebuilding my life and family.
THIS IS THE TIME I NEED YOU THE MOST
vetted by @gaza-evacuation-fund ✅️
Don,t ignore me you are the last hope for my children
I am Souad from Ga-za which you and your family love. I have no hope left but in you. My children go to sleep hungry wearing the worst clothes. I went to humanitarian organizations, but no one helped me. My heart breaks when my children sleep hungry, lying on the dirt, with diseases exhausting their bodies. The water is bad and the food is expensive I can not buy it. Plea-se be their savior. Only $25 to be able to save them. I am sorry for this intrusion, but you are my hope. Stand by my children, and may God be with you.
hey, I was just at "things got better" island and everyone there is talking about how excited they are to meet you
Hey yeah so this post literally kept me alive for like 6 months. Thank you. And OP is so right. Everyone on this island became my best friends. And guess what? Now they can't wait to meet *you* and they talk about you every single day.
Hung out with her for like 6 hours and i still miss her, fucking kill me
Incredible tweet
We should always refer to Volkswagen in this way 🙂↕️
og
everyone say thank you beautiful trans woman in her 30s
Hehe she said i make her happy 🥰
scientists are experimenting on cross-breeding a crab and a cheetah; things could go sideways real fast
Fuck it, titties out tmonday
#Please little bird
I love that the modern-day tumblr post equivalent of chain emails only requires me to reblog a relatively pleasant image instead of forward an email to a bunch of my friends and family members to quell my raging anxiety.
It’s a win win. I get a bit of hope, you get a cute birb photo
My three girlfriends. And yes, they smoke weed.
do they smoke weed?
Yes, actually.
you mean she isnt just smoking a cigarette? but a weed cigarette?
It’s called a bunt…. Not weed cigarette… And yes, it is a weed bunt. They all smoke weed bunts before we kiss. (They are my girlfriends,)
They don’t look like they smoke weed.
Fuck You. Fuck You. Fuck You. Fuck You. Fuck You. Fuck You. Fuck You. Fuck You. Fuck You. Fuck You. Fuck You. Fuck You. I’m so angry you are so lucky my three weed smorking girlfriends are rubbing my shoulders to calm me down I’m so mad.
Your “weed smoking girlfriend” has a Hello Kitty tattoo on her belly. The one in the middle.
I printed out a photo of your avatar and taped it to my punching bag that I punch and I mutter your URL with every strong punch I punch you twerp…. Don’t ever Talk about Blaiz or the wicked Tat(tattoo) I drew on her ever again I Don’t wanna see you standing outside my home at 3 am holding your weird dripping brown bags ever again ok leave us alone this is the FINAL FUCKING WARNING
Well that escalated quickly……
What, was that? Hmm? Come again. *Blaiz grabs my shoulder* Come on Jory, they aren’t worth it, please. * I jerk my shoulder shaking her hand off* NO! NOOOOO!!! *starts to just pummel you with my big fucking fists. With each blow I let out a furious yell. The blows come quicker and harder and the yells get louder. I’m yelling so loud and now I’m crying. BREAKING POINT. The week was hard and I can’t take anymore. I’m opening sobbing at this point while you blood gurgle. All three of my girlfriends struggle to pull me off and they finally succeed and lead me away from the goo pile that is now your body*
haha oh my god
who even is this dude? someone needs some anger management classes.
love how he keeps reminding us that “I HAVE THREE GIRLFRIENDS”, “THEY ALL KISS ME”, and “THEY SMOKE WEED HURRP DURR”.
and let’s not forget the “Blaiz” and her “wicked tat”, or that he doesn’t “wanna see you standing outside [his] home at 3 am holding your weird dripping brown bags ever again”, and that this is “the FINAL FUCKING WARNING”.
“the goo pile that is now your body”
i’m dying over here, jesus
please, Jory, come challenge me to a bout of internet witticsisms; i promise, it’ll be fun.
*shoots you dead* Heh, idiot… *leaves with my three weed smorking girlfriends to go hold hands and kiss.*
this dude playin omg
Come again? *The bar falls silent. No one dares to make a sound, as you have just said a very poor choice of words at a very dangerous time. I remain slumped over the bar, not looking back to you. One hand limply holding an almost empty bottle, the other hand cradling my head. I repeat the question, this time louder.* Come again?! *You can hear me slur the words, the sentence sounds like a real struggle for me to get out. I’m clearly intoxicated. A bead of sweat rolls down your face as you realize you might have just fucked up in a very major way. Everyone else in the bar is pretending to not notice what is going on. The bartender idly washes a mug with a cloth. His eyes are closed and he’s muttering something to himself. A handful of people hurriedly leave. One person looks back at you, a look of sorrow on their face. They almost say something, but shake their head and cast their eyes down to the floor, and leave. But not you. You stand, petrified. A quick look at me reveals I’m still at the bar. You look to the exit, there’s still time. But there’s not, there’s not, there’s not. Your fate was sealed the moment you opened your mouth.* Mother fuck.. what did you say?! *I slowly rise from my stool and being to lumber over to you. I look a mess. My hair is unkempt, I haven’t shaved in what looks like months, there are dark heavy bags under my eyes, my shirt is stained and has holes in it, and I’m missing a shoe. But the main thing you notice is the gun tucked into my jeans, and my massive muscle arms that look like they were made for punching. You know that song about the boots that were made for walking? Yeah, it’s like that only instead of boots it’s my muscles and instead of walking it’s punching. As I drunkenly sway over to you, you think of your family… Will they mourn you, or will they try and forget this blotch of stupidity, that their child insulted the Jory publicly, ever happened to their family? Your thoughts are cut short as I now stand face to face with you. I grab your face and pull you even closer.* Playin?! There was nothing playing… no playing you fuck. No playing… it was real.. the realest thing I’ve ever know.. felt… Love. I loved them… Blaiz…. Chas-Chas… Funk… I loved all three of em… but they…*My face is wet with tears and I’m blinking constantly in vain to hold them back.* They left me… left… *Almost instantly the sadness leaves my face and is replaced with pure anger.* Playin? Playin?! *My hand leaves your face and starts to head to what you think is the gun. You close your eyes and see God looking at you, shrugging. ‘Pft, you brought this upon yourself dude.’ He says as he waves his hands at you dismissively. But instead of the gun, my hands grab yours. Your eyes jolt open and the anger is gone from my face. There is only sadness.* Left me… * I fall to the floor and sob.* Wow, grow up. *You say before you leave the bar but are hit almost immediately from a car and are killed upon impact.*
Happy 420
Happy 420
Dang rip America
These might be my last words, or the last time I write a post, so I won't forgive anyone who sees this and doesn't offer a single word of support, ignoring me.
I'm writing this while writhing in pain, my eyes constantly overflowing with tears. I can't take it anymore. I'm completely exhausted from severe anemia, the fainting spells I'm experiencing, and the exorbitant cost of the medication I need.
All I care about is getting rid of these fainting spells and the constant pain. Please help me buy my medication so my body can recover and I can move on with my life.
Please donate if you can. Your donation will enable me to buy my medication, save my life, stop the fainting spells, and end the constant pain.
Please donate what you can to help Ahmed with his urgent need for food and medication!!
Giving up a coffee or treat to help this young person and his family survive might feel pretty good, please just try it!
Please help Ahmed! No young person should have to endure such pain and hunger. He needs nutritious food and medicine!!
