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Alisa U Zemlji Chuda
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Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her
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Product Placement
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trying on a metaphor
Misplaced Lens Cap
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@thingsthatverbme
Gamers: Hehe… I’m gonna trick old man Nook by making these weeds into a leaf umbrella and selling them back to him
Tom Nook: …t-that’s not a trick. You put work into it, you put labor into the creation and thus its value increased. Has Capitalism deceived you so that you know not your own labor has value?
Gamers: Hehe… he’ll never suspect a thing…
fish aesthetics
those are lures
ive been fooled. im as dumb as a fish
I still laugh uncontrollably at this tiny thread
every time i see the word peonies without context
I MAY NOT KNOW MY FLOWERS
BUT I KNOW A
BITCH
WHEN I SEE ONE
This is a marigold:
This is a peony:
And this is a bitch
Daddy’s at the food store, Mummy’s out of town,
She’s working at the hospital since Rhona came to town,
Hide away, hide away, Miss Rhona’s come to town,
Hide away, hide away, she’s come to take us down.
Miss Rhona’s at the doorstep, I’ll keep 6 feet away,
But Grandma needs the paper, I’ll take her some today,
Hide away, hide away, Miss Rhona’s come to stay,
Hide away, hide away, we can’t come out to play.
But Grandma needs the paper, I’ll take her some today,
And here’s a note from Rhona, she wanted me to say,
Hide away, hide away, keep 6 feet away,
Hide away, hide away, she took us down today.
[Image ID: Tumblr user @neanderthyall says in the notes, “I thought that 6 feet was kind of a double meaning. Like six feet away to stop the spread, but when people die they’re six feet underground, and its six feet of the dirt that keeps you apart. Like ‘Hide away, hide away, even though it hurts Hide away, hide away, or the six feet will be dirt’.” End ID.]
HI DON’T LEAVE THIS IN THE NOTES THAT’S ACTUALLY BRILLIANT
It’s not a proper creepy nursery rhyme until it’s got an eery childrens’ game attached to it though (think ring-a-round-the-roses or oranges and lemons).
One child shall be designated ‘Miss (Mr, Mx) Rhona’ and will have to cover their eyes (hide away). They then have to try to catch the other kids— think Blind Man’s Bluff. The children running away chant the rhyme, to make it easier for ‘Rhona’ to find them.
Any child tagged becomes another ‘Rhona’ and must also cover their eyes and join in the chase. The winner is the last child left uninfected.
Meanwhile all adults in the area must watch with a vague sense of unease, and whisper to each other “do you know what that’s inspired by?”
oh i like this
Idk who needs to hear this but some characters just hate eachother. No hidden love. Yeah sometimes people just do not like eachother.
For those who wish to not be horrifically scarred but want a summary the notes are roughly:
1. Tom and Jerry discourse/ People pointing out how much Tom and Jerry discourse there is
2. Dramione and 1 person explaining the concept of Starkid’s musicals and how they affected the Dramione ship
3. Various anime ships like bnha durarra and jjba
4. People missing the words “Some characters” and people trying to explain the concept of “some”.
5. That one user who wrote the traumatizing phrase (spelling copied exactly) “safe-informed-consentual-kink vore fetish” in regards to tom and jerry.
I am making animal crossing tarot cards and no one can stop me
Does anyone else have that one friend whose sleep schedule is like an ever-evolving mystery? One day they’ll appear to be asleep for the entire 16 hours that you’re awake, but the next three they won’t appear to actually sleep at all. Sometimes they appear to be on Australian time, other times their schedule has adjusted to somewhere in the middle of the Pacific ocean. (I call this Cthulhu time.) You go a week without seeing them and you have no idea if they’re just really busy, dead, or if their sleep has simply synced up to the exact hours you’re awake and online. The only indication that they’re still in this mortal coil is vague posts about grocery shopping that pop up on their blogs at 4:12AM.
I’m horrified at myself because I randomly decided on 4:12AM for an obscure and horrible hour in the morning, but after I posted I glanced down at the clock and
did i just vaguepost about myself
There are two things I love about this post:
the number of people who are, with apologies, That Friend
the fact it keeps getting splorts of notes every day at 4:12am
day ?? of self-isolation: I introduce my partners to this
life is hard for this dog
how do i explain plato’s allegory of the cave to a dog
#mewsic
i was tasked with creating a shakespeare scene/monologue using only lines from other plays + ended up getting a perfect 100 for this lmao
@jeynegrey told me to post this so i had to comply
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Holy fucking shit. What a masterpiece
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Chidi vs. Jason
This cup for sake changes its color when filled with hot beverage - and the sakura starts blooming! Via @Japan_Vibe
Growing up fat, you get made fun of for everything you do, even basic shit like eating and laughing and breathing are funny when you do it because youre fat! And its so hard to not carry that with you as you get older, like I’m still embarassed to eat or dance in front of people or smile in pictures and its ridiculous and I hate it and I wish I was treated with more humanity
Thin people can reblog this btw
they wont tho lmao
Okay but, it’s incredible just how much of my life is calculated exactly through this lens and no one I know even knows this about me.
Like, it’s a really big factor in a lot of day-to-day decisions I make, for example:
I will always wear a flannel with the bottom three buttons buttoned up. Why? It’s the perfect amount to hide my stomach–any less and you’d still be able to see it in my t-shirt, anymore and it’d show through the flannel. Three buttons is the right amount to draw the eye away from it.
I will never, ever, ever, ever go out in just a t-shirt, and HATE wearing just a t-shirt at home.
I don’t even OWN “comfy” clothes or pajamas, let alone lounge around the house in them. If I’m not dressed up nicely, even when I’m home entirely alone like say during quarantine, I feel utterly disgusting (I’ll feel utterly disgusting some days anyways, but that’s a guarantee)
I am 100% of the time acutely tuned-in to how my breathing sounds. 100% of the time.
I have a go-to half-smile for photos that I use with a slight head-tilt away from the camera–it’s the only way I have a chance of looking half-way handsome in photos
I will *never* suggest an appetizer, and will *always* watch how much food everyone else is having and *make damn sure* I have less than at least half of the other people with me.
I set my chair at work and at home so the edge of the desk hits right below the ribs (ie, right above my stomach), and at restaurants will even try to pull the table towards me subtly as much as I can so that the edge of the table is right there.
I am always sucking in my gut at least a little. You will literally *never* see me not doing that, I will not let go around you no matter how close we are (fun fact, this is how I managed to always do 120+ sit ups in gym class despite being bad at literally every other test–I am literally always training those muscles)
If I feel myself starting to get out of breath I will always disguise it as a little chuckle or a couple of yawns.
I will always always always always always always look for ways to show off my physical strength, because the only “redeeming” factor of being big is it means you “should” also be strong. Whenever I help people move, I will immediately find the biggest object and carry it by myself, refusing to let others help. I will always try to carry more than anyone else. I will never. EVER take a break unless someone literally forces me to, and even then I will be the first to get back up and go back to work, no matter how tired and sore I am (I routinely come close to passing out because of this).
I will NEVER admit to how hungry I am. The most I will get is “I could eat if y’all want to.”
I will NEVER admit to how physically tired I am. I will always do “one more thing” first.
and there’s probably countless other little stuff I can’t think of off the top of my head like all of that, too.
EDIT: remembered two:
I will NEVER raise my arm up fully, ESPECIALLY not both arms. The most I’ll do is bend my elbow at like, 90 degress and have my upper arm going out/up at like, 30 degrees so that my hand is hovering a few inches directly above my head. Otherwise, my shirt lifts up.
I will almost always have my hands in my pockets, BUT with my thumbs, out. Why? My thumbs hold my shirt down in case it starts to lift up for some reason.
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