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scars in fiction: I got this trying to save my lover from an assassin- but tragically, I was too late. now I carry the mark of my failure with me always, and I can never forget~

scars in real life: so I was trying to open macaroni sauce with a paring knife

tied-up-teacup

Tell me how you got your scars in the tags

#im boring #i got mine from a minor surgery #its almost gone now tho

enraged-chihuahua

ur first and last recent emojis are ur gender now. mine is 🅱👨‍❤‍💋‍👨

medianox-astrum

#🦆😃#i...i dont know what to make of this.

whitepeopletwitter

everyfreakingusernameitryistaken

Tony Hawk’s Twitter is a gold mine honestly

everyfreakingusernameitryistaken

rosslynpaladin

We Stan this San Diego Man

sugawara--san

this

dooflizard

C o m e d yy

hugtheteadrinkthekitten

Some recent gems:

hugtheteadrinkthekitten

And of course there’s

theseaissilent

disease-danger-darkness-silence

#where is race war tony hawk tweet thats my fav (via @laughingfish)

I gotchu, bro:

trilllizardstrikesback

satanfemme

“I wish my favorite characters would go to therapy 😭 😭 😭” well I don’t! I’m having fun. I hope they kill even more people

#mood #roisin

evbees

what kind of herb are you?

#cayenne #this is also a p fun quiz

froggiemcgee

I have a kickstarter!

Many bog buddies for your delight.

https://www.kickstarter.com/projects/frogsoup-pins/frog-soup?ref=nav_search&result=project&term=frog%20soup

#friend art

I opened an etsy! As someone who makes a lot of jokes about stealing different genders (I am genderqueer) I decided to make something I think embodies that energy.

#etsy #etsy seller #sticker #genderfluid #genderqueer #lgbtq #lgbt+#transgender

wrender

Heavy is the chest that wears the tits or whatever

#me #gotta get that top chop

sundayswiththeilluminati

What happens when several thousand distinguished physicists, researchers, and students descend on the nation’s gambling capital for a confer...

Fun fact: after the American Physical Society held their 1986 annual meeting at the MGM Grand, the entire city of Las Vegas politely asked APS to never, ever come back.

Was it because the physicists were super-smart MIT-blackjack-team forerunners who took the casino for everything it was worth? Actually, the complete opposite: they didn’t gamble. At all. After all, they knew their statistics. Most of them were broke grad students who had no intention of throwing away their stipends on fundamental misunderstandings of Poisson processes. As a result the casino gaming floor was dead. Sometimes the winning move really is not to play.

thebyrchentwigges

@sixth-light

sixth-light

Me the only time I’ve ever been to Vegas - had one beer and didn’t gamble a cent. Funny thing is, they happily welcome back hacker cons, and you’d think hackers would be at LEAST as aware of probability. Apparently not!

random2908

When I was a kid living in LA, we went to Vegas pretty regularly, since it was only about 4 hours away. My parents would find coupons in the LA Times in the off season and we’d go for a few days. Our whole family could stay in one of the fancy Strip hotels for like $20 a night, and there were $5 all-you-could-eat buffets with actually good food. Plus the arcades were amazing. And so was the hiking! Which is what we were really there for. Red Rock Canyon, with all its tiny caves that you can easily climb up to, is amazingly fun when you’re a little kid. Our vacations were very much subsidized by gamblers.

Relatedly, one time when I was a kid, a large chunk of my extended family went on a cruise to see an eclipse. Everyone on the cruise was scientists or science hobbyists. The crew didn’t know what to do with us! Everyone wanted the 6 pm dinner, no one wanted the 10 pm dinner that you had to dress up for. The casino was empty for the entire week. A group of passengers demanded that all the lights on the deck be turned off at night, even the pretty decorative ones, for at least an hour and preferably more, every single night. One night at dinner, my grandmother saw dolphins out the window, and as word spread the entire dining room emptied, even though it was still the middle of dinner. And that’s not even getting into how my grandfather started talking to the cleaning staff (who were not supposed to talk back) and found out they wouldn’t be let off work to see the eclipse, and within hours had formed an entire committee to go with him to demand to speak to the captain about this mistreatment of the staff.

There are… a lot of places where large groups of scientists probably aren’t welcome a second time.