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Not today Justin
PUT YOUR BEARD IN MY MOUTH
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祝日 / Permanent Vacation
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DEAR READER
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Thank god for Russian dash cams to bring us wonders like this
they’re saying it’s 3am and they’re so tired and lets just drive and get out of here and then it happens and they’re like ‘well that woke me up”
This video has given youtubers permanent strikes on their account for violent content. Reblog violent content on your dash TODAY
reblog to give your headache to elon musk instead
time is moving so fast and being alive on this earth is so scary and im not even in love. whatever. *watches another movie*
Dear Apple...
You have awakened a sleeping beast. Our war cry will ring throughout the world, an unending dirge for the girls and the weed we’ve lost.
We are Superwholock.
We are Rise of the Brave Tangled Dragons.
We are Steven Universe.
We are Bee Shrek Test in the House.
We are Danganronpa.
We are the Hunger Games.
We are Karl Marx and Frederich Engels.
We are Lord of the Rings.
We are Undertale.
We are the Once-ler.
We are touching butts and buying pizza.
We are One Direction.
We are BTS.
We are Marvel.
We are Avatar: The Last Airbender.
We are Gravity Falls.
We are Free!
We are Ouran High School Host Club.
We are My Little Pony.
We are Dan and Phil.
We are Loki.
We are Spamton. We are IBS Warriors.
We are flower crowns.
We got the booty.
We are all of that, and much more.
We are Tumblr.
A tale in 4 parts
Wait there’s a follow up
im sorry but you guys are so far behind
okay wait i went back and screenshotted some (most?) of the good ones that were like on the main plot here so you all saw the top posts with the Irish Stegosaurus well that evolved into
also kind of unrelated but because of this stupid subreddit im actually not as bad at identifying flags
anyways sorry for the long post i just really loved this whole thing
[image ID] screenshot of a tweet by saraofswords that says: an adventuring party that forms in the women’s bathroom of the tavern because someone is crying and random drunk girls at a bar will do anything for you [/image ID] [source]
I love the sense of humor in the metal community. Last show I went to was this family, tall powerful mom in old Nordic-style dress with a Mjolnir tattoo watching the merch table & the dad was in full death face paint & spiked arm bands & leather pants etc. performing. At the end of the set, the dad was like “NORMALLY WE HAIL SATAN HERE BUT INSTEAD I WANT TO WISH NATHAN HAPPY BIRTHDAY, SON, I LOVE YOU. HAIL NATHAN!!” & I looked over to see this bony blonde 13 year old with glasses standing next to his mom just beaming as an entire bar hailed Nathan. It was very cute.
THEY’RE GONNA RIP UP YOUR HEADS, YOUR ASPIRATIONS TO SHREDS, ANOTHER HORSE IN THE PLINKO MACHINE
the dubious philosophy of salmon
the number of people who have looked at this is officially too large a number
the mystery of them
Ok but this is an actual problem. Our energy grid requires that the output of energy always matches the demand for energy. Otherwise you can get things like blackouts caused by rerouting the power directly into the ground so it doesn't blow up transformers. Or energy spikes that can damage grid infrastructure or computers or appliances.
There's energy storage solutions like pumping water up hill and then letting it flow back down through a turbine when you need the power.
Renewable energy definitely is a fantastic thing. But it does have actual issues like these that people designing our electrical system have to be cognizant about.
Yes, come on in!
Yes, yes, come in to my cabin, watch your step please.
You Have A Lovely Hombe
Thank you, Horace. Sit, make yourself at hombe. Or would you like to play a game of Billiards in my special room over here?
Oh I Just Love To Play Balls
We’ll get along splendidly, then.
Some wine?
Oh Enough Chit-Chat And Lets Talk Creams.
Well I Just Love Creams. Well They Taste Good. And. Oh The Texture An-
…
*Shrnf…*
Smells Of Steel.
*All pretense and friendly affect is dropped, eyes fixing coldly on the boar*
*Advances*
Well I Simply Knew All A Long
*And Horace Delivers A Series Of Funny Kicks And Rageful SMACKS To The Assailant’s Solar Plexus And Hip Bones*
AAAAAIIIIIIIIIIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE! DEFL…AAAA…a.aa….aaating….
Hm Hm Hm That Aought To Teach You Scoundrel
*Horace Turns His Handsome Snout To Face YOU*
Rememboar: Dont Go In A Strangor’s House Or Something I Forget
world heritage post
[DESCRIPTION: A young person with pale skin and curly red hair narrates from the perspective of a seldom-used mug stuck in the back of the cabinet. The tone throughout is one of forced optimism through barely-concealed distress.]
TRANSCRIPTION: “Oof! Blast. I get it, go for the heavy hitters. You want a cup of coffee, you go for the New York Times mug. Oh, to be in the front row... [stammers] I’m just too far back.”
[attempting to be casual and failing] “You had the Earl Grey gig last week. Hey, congrats. No, seriously, [becomes choked up] I try not to let the green-eyed monster get to me too much, but it’s still fun to compare. I mean, you were an Anthropologie birthday gift and I was just... a spur of the moment Goodwill purchase. You know, what I lack in sophistication, I make up for in absurdist charm! But that’s... not everybody’s... cup of tea...”
[forced confidence] “My claim to fame is I was in the Disastrous Mug Cake Incident of last year. God, I haven’t had that much fun since the dishwasher.”
[urgently] “Are my handles too thick? Be honest, I’m clunky.”
[despairing] “At a certain point, you miss just being held. Being pressed against someone’s lips. [nervously exclaims] Woo! Too far! But the mind wanders back here. It’s dark. It’s dark.”
[resigned] “I guess I’m just holding out for a depressive episode, ‘cause then the first two rows, they’re out of commish, they’re dirty in a room somewhere, and that’s where we step up. [appearing to gain confidence] I get to be the hero one of these days! And I’m feeling it’s soon. There’s a very sad vibe in this house. I’m gonna be--I’m gonna be used... any day now...”
