“I want to decompose in a bog” well you clearly don’t know the first thing about bogs. Clout chaser
Huge fan of the phrase “get pickled, idiot”
PUT YOUR BEARD IN MY MOUTH
Cosmic Funnies
Xuebing Du
noise dept.

shark vs the universe

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Aqua Utopia|海の底で記憶を紡ぐ
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he wasn't even looking at me and he found me
Peter Solarz
DEAR READER
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Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her
Mike Driver
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cherry valley forever
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“I want to decompose in a bog” well you clearly don’t know the first thing about bogs. Clout chaser
Huge fan of the phrase “get pickled, idiot”
I didn’t know cheetahs meow I’ve always thought they roar my whole life has been a lie
Ok but the other one is purring so hard
If I ever don’t reblog this assume I’m dead
Fun fact: technically, because of its inability to roar and its ability to purr, the cheetah is not a ‘big cat’ (or Great Cat) - they are still classified as Lesser Cats.
Also you haven’t heard anything until you hear them cheep.
YOU CANNOT JUST SAY THAT AND NOT PROVIDE A VIDEO
I HAVE REALISED MY MISTAKE AND SHALL RECTIFY IT:
Cheeps.
Filed under: Things I Was Not Prepared For
What a beautiful bird! 🥺
time to manifest this
update: unfortunately, the game did not reach the mythical 5OT but on the other hand, the panthers won and keep winning which means at least we get victory rats…
The story of the rats goes back to Oct. 8, 1995. Prior to a game against the Calgary Flames, a rat appeared in the Panthers’ locker room in the old Miami Arena. Former Panthers’ captain Scott Mellanby jumped up, grabbed a stick, and smacked the pesky rodent against a wall. Later that night, Mellanby scored two goals, leading then Panthers’ goalie John Vanbiesbrouck to quip, “He scored a rat trick”.
idk who needs to hear this rn but suffering is not noble. take the tylenol
One time when I was younger I was refusing to take headache medicine and my mom said “the person who invented that medicine is probably so sad you won’t let them help you” and now every time I find myself denying medicine I just imagine the saddest scientist making those big wet eyes like “why won’t you let me help” and whoop then I take the medicine
*baps you with my paws* *baps you with my paws* *baps you with my paws* *baps you with my paws* *baps you with my paws* *baps you with my paws* *baps you with my paws* *baps you with my paws* *baps you with my paws* *baps you with my paws* *baps you with my paws* *baps you with my paws* *baps you with my paws* *baps you with my paws*
Reblog to bap the person you reblogged from with your paws
Map of Native American etymologies for “horse”. There were no horses in the Americas before the colonists arrived. Native Americans quickly developed new words for this strange animal, often associating them with dogs, their one other domestic animal before contact with Europe.
@coyotecure your tags have me cackling omfg
Mystery dog…
GOOD NEWS EVERYONE
The Spanish: Look at this animal we brought with us.
Native Americans: oh that’s a uh. Weird fucking dog you got there.
scientist girls in their labs, witch girls in their cottages. both are oh so hard at work coming up with new types of beams to shoot at each other
they are sending their familiars and their lab assistants to fight each other in the forests and in the parking lots
They go to the bar afterwards
I’m working earlier and this guy comes in and seems anxious. We usually wait until people need help to ask, but he comes over and tells me, “I’m cosplaying Bowser and need spiked wristbands.” I immediately start heading towards the jewelry / accessories and try to strike up some friendly conversation
I respond, “Ah, cool. You doing NonCon at all?” remembering that our local convention is this coming weekend.
He looks at me super seriously and replies, “no, my friends and I are going go-karting downstairs and we’re all dressed up as Mario Kart characters.”
Retail, although very rarely, has its perks.
Jic case you thought I was lying
Sometimes, the world is so full of beauty…
Reblog if you think asexuality is a legitimate sexuality.
I'm trying to prove something.
Reblog if your blog is a safe place for asexuals.
Wtf do u even mean “the thread of prophecy is severed” if the grand design is so fragil as to come unraveled by th severing of a single thread then maybe there’s a better Destiny in store for those who hold tha scissors -_-
I think if he was TRULY essential he woulda had more fire resistance tbh
Working all week long (because I'm an artist).
the classic Finnish mix of extreme dutifulness and “we will make actual conversation after a silent interaction trial period of 6 weeks, thank you” can be really funny sometimes. told my coworker that I’d like to save the coffee grounds the workplace generated and take them home “for my mushrooms and worms” and she was just like “okei” and dutifully saved every single grounds-filled filter for weeks and weeks. about five weeks into this whole thing, after I thank her for the coffee grounds and tell her my worms must love them because they’re breeding very enthusiastically, she finally asks “so your worms… do they have a purpose or are they just… worms”. like sure I’ll save you all these coffee grounds every single time I drink coffee, 3+ times a day, but god forbid I inquire about your specific worm habits before propriety allows it. you could be eating them for breakfast for all I know but that’s your business
this post has been up for so long I’m at a new workplace now, and here’s a new one: someone finally getting a close enough look at the jar of homemade nut butter I’d been using to make snacks for days (in a reused jar, still with the pesto label on it), realising the contents were not as advertised, and saying with poorly concealed relief “ai!!! you weren’t spreading pesto on bananas!” like she’d been quietly dying inside the whole time but had grimly committed herself to never ever presuming to ask wtf was going on
#I mentioned to a coworker how my friend had mailed me some goldfish and I was so excited to eat them#and she labored under the misapprehension for days that I was consuming actual real fish mailed all the way from America#before one day I brought some for lunch and she was like ohhh these are crackers!!
congrats, this is so cursed and the best addition someone has made to this post
this cat looks like it has 1 layer of hair to go underneath his other layer of hair that's solely used to shoot up in anger
That's actually true, cats have two layers of fur, this image shows really well the difference between their dense undercoat and their more sparce overcoat because this lil guy is just SO MAD
he is SO MAD that he became the perfect science demonstration.
Concept: A witch cat that’s too fat to fly
This is legit great because it shows that it’s not the cat that’s the problem, it’s the broom. The cat just needed someone to make an accommodation so they could fly too.
Black cats are lucky. (via leahweissmuller)
MAN [IN THICK ACCENT]: Black cat bring good luck. Not bad luck. I have black cat - See, him face - And I am not dead today: Good luck!
“See him face”
I sure fucking do see him face
Him face
Reblog him face for good luck in 2021
Reblog him face for good luck in 2021 (2)
Reblog him face for good luck in 2022
Reblog him face for good luck in 2023
I really don’t feel like we as a society are talking enough about this
TURN THE FUCKING AUDIO ON
tiny fawn, determinedly approaching the camera on wobbly legs on an empty road: mee! mee! mee! mee!
deep human voice: I'm not mama, mama's over there!
fawn, plaintively, continuing to approach: mee!
deep human voice: there, little guy! you're teeny-tiny!
fawn: (continues to approach)
deep human voice: here, let me-- we'll put you next to my coffee cup, so we can see how little you are.
fawn: (wobbles forward, lies down next to a travel coffee tumbler set down on the road. the tumbler has pictures of cute woodland creatures on it)
deep human voice: *chuckling in wonderment* ohhh, you are teeny-teeny-tiny!