May 2024

frankly-ludicrous:

aphony-cree:

nightmare-your-worst:

quill-of-thoth:

leoismybookcrush:

tilthat:

TIL that Billy Crystal’s character, Miracle Max, in the Princess Bride was so funny that it nearly stopped the production of the movie. One actor bruised a rib from clenching to try not to laugh.

via reddit.com

Fun fact in addition: Cary Elwes wasn’t allowed to be part of that scene because he kept laughing. The Westley on the table was dummy.

This is AFTER he broke a toe riding Andre the Giant’s ATV, and got concussed when he and Christopher Guest tried to make the scene where Count Rugen knocks Wesley out more convincing.

Mandy Patinkin busted the rib trying not to laugh, and also accidentally stabbed Guest during their fight scene. 

About the only person who didn’t get some form of overenthusiasm-induced injury or illness during filming was Robin Wright, who had to repeatedly get her dress burnt up in the fire swamp scene because Goldman ruined one of the takes by screaming “Oh my god, she’s on fire!”

i swear the princess bride movie was just a bunch of cast and crew deciding to dick around and film it.

it was Jackass before Jackass

The guy in the giant rodent costume got arrested on his way to the set and they had to delay production to go bail him out

myelination-deactivated20220112:

tonysopranobignaturals-deactiva:

ngvj8327dying-deactivated202111:

Grimes has really gone downhill since the breakup

dishonest crop. dont get down on people who attain information in ways that best suit them, even if its theory you dont agree with

myelination-deactivated20220112:

tonysopranobignaturals-deactiva:

ngvj8327dying-deactivated202111:

Grimes has really gone downhill since the breakup

dishonest crop. dont get down on people who attain information in ways that best suit them, even if its theory you dont agree with

vishya-vilulf:

spinabifidaoccultist-deactivate:

Pictures like this are so important! I wish I would have seen more of this when I was younger. I’d have been more receptive to my body’s need for mobility aids if I had seen it in a positive light like this.

tell me something about yourself

atombombtom:

atombombtom:

so this might be tmi but the first time i jacked off it was like 2005? I was playing the sims 2 for the first time and i didn’t know anything about Gay but i made my male sim kiss don lothario, which i didn’t think would work. i then googled “2 sims kissing (boys)” and that led me down a rabbit hole (lol sims 3 reference there), and yeah, ya know, I did the self-woohoo. that same night there was an oprah re-run about teenage pregnancy and i was horrified. oh my god, i was convinced i was pregnant, nevermind that i am a little cis gay boy with no uterus. nevermind that i was a virgin. i was CERTAIN I was pregnant. Like, 900%. I had done the nasty and had become filled with my own vile seed. I started getting really self-conscious about my belly expanding. I didn’t want to google anything about masturbation leading to pregnancy out of fear it would confirm all my worst fears. My male sim got abducted by aliens and came back with morning sickness. He gave birth to twin aliens. that confirmed it in my mind that it was biological possible for men to carry children, perhaps even their own.. what was i going to tell my parents when i gave birth to myself? anyway I went to the doctor with a cold and he asked me what was wrong and i told him i was pregnant and he pissed himself laughing. this whole ordeal lasted about 5 months, but the lasting effect will probably follow me to the grave.

badsciencejokes:

Poor trout

kittensforbrowncoats:

artsy-biggirl:

Mobility assistance

luckybj:

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tumblr will thrive because of its soul


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caffeinewitchcraft:

writing-prompt-s:

The biggest warmongering race of Aliens declare war on the local Galaxy cluster. The opposing group of peace-loving Aliens, who had befriended most Alien races, are finally forced to reveal their secret weapon, a ‘classified’ species called Humans, and their tenacity as persistence predators.

“Ma’am. The V’afinog leader has sent a message.”

Rahn closes all six of her eyes, heart sinking into her thorax. A fine tremor starts in her vestigial wings. “So it’s true. They’ve returned to their bloodthirsty crusade.”

Undan nods miserably. The holo-pad in his hands shows the details of the crisis; six ships already attached to the planet holding their Boundary Station. A thousand V’afinog are holding the planet hostage. It’s only a matter of time before they assume complete control of the Boundary Station and can open the relay of shields between their galaxy and Rahn’s.

Rahn doesn’t bother with denial. Yes, there’s supposed to be a treaty between their Galaxies. Yes, the V’afinog are breaking that treaty and risking every trade agreement that keeps them alive in their barren corner of the universe. Yes, it’s beyond imagination, beyond comprehension.

But it’s happening. 

She makes a conscious effort to hold her wings still. “The Station?”

“Still unbreached,” Undan reports. He twists the pad around so she can see the glowing red dots that mark the V’afinog troops. “However, they’re making short work of our shields. Ma’am, I don’t think we have a choice. They’re too fast.”

“On my grandmother’s wings,” Rahn whispers. This is the worst possible scenario, a scenario so awful that there is only one course of action left. “All these years holding them back wasted because those bloodthirsty lizards can’t keep a single promise.”

Undan’s wings flutter uncomfortably. He doesn’t need to ask who this new they are. “Our relations with them are quite good, ma’am. I don’t think there’s too much cause for alarm. They’ll help us.”

Rahn stares at him in horror. “Undan, you befriended one, didn’t you?”

“That’s not– I’m just saying they’ll help–”

Keep reading

just-memes:

littleguysdaily:

supermariomamafucker:

come on dude

Buddy…

mysharona1987:

jackedjacket:

Reminds me of that post that was popular a few years ago where this guy was making games accessible to kids with disabilities, including death fights

centrally-unplanned:

official-kircheis:

garmbreak1:

official-kircheis:

finding out that the IDF has a special extra-religious battalion that does extra war crimes and thought it was beyond ironic to, like, reinvent the Waffen-SS, but I had them mixed up and it was the Wehrmacht whose slogan was Gott mit uns.

they’ve got a what

Japan needs to take notes and establish the Yukio Mishima Battalion; respect the ancient Japanese tradition of Gekokujō military coups

politijohn:

Source

sayruq:

boag:

boag:

Who is “astarion”

fattocatto-wizard:

squid-wizard:

not-wizard-council-aristocrat:

a-squirrel-wizard:

A powerful curse

@squid-wizard @skulkie @humm-bird

genuinely had a dream last night where I was eaten by crabs what the fuck is this.

The reincarnation of Amelia Earhart, is that you?

lol.

09wooglenotabutt09:

easel-eisel:

can i come over and implant false memories of us being childhood friends?

Sure! You always did that when we were younger!

5weekdays:

5weekdays:

5weekdays:

my mom was trying to chew through some really tough steak and she turned to me and said “just call me The Gnawer.” she would do numbers here

she told me she doesn’t remember saying this. quote, “must have been steak-induced hysteria”

justcatposts:

That one staring at its mama 🥹

(Source)

coelii:

kira-serialfaggot:

animentality:

People are so poor and can barely afford to live so companies have switched to selling to each other to generate more money

The ad-supported “free” mobile game ouroboros featuring only ads for other ad-supported “free” mobile games featuring only ads for other ad-supported “free” mobile games featuring only ads for other ad-supported “free” mobile games featuring only ads for other ad-supported “free” mobile games

saintsatellite-deactivated20240:

when someone has “taken” in their bio it’s bc they’ve been consumed by the fog

coelii:

kira-serialfaggot:

animentality:

People are so poor and can barely afford to live so companies have switched to selling to each other to generate more money

The ad-supported “free” mobile game ouroboros featuring only ads for other ad-supported “free” mobile games featuring only ads for other ad-supported “free” mobile games featuring only ads for other ad-supported “free” mobile games featuring only ads for other ad-supported “free” mobile games

specialagentartemis:

specialagentartemis:

ngl I keep forgetting that Hobby Lobby is a real store that people go to. That people actually think of it as a craft store and not as a crazy Christian mass artifact smuggler. I google “Hobby Lobby” and get a page full of results that make me go “wtf is this craft supplies and operating hours shit, I thought we all knew this place for smuggling looted cuneiform tablets out of Iraq”

#sorry what??? #I knew them as the store with the Christian right wing owners that refused to pay for employee birth control as part of health insurance #what is this about cuneiform tablet looting

They are also that! And it comes from the same place.

Since 2009, the billionaire owners of Hobby Lobby started taking advantage of the wars in Iraq to buy stolen and looted cuneiform tablets and clay artifacts from ancient Mesopotamia. A lot of them were suspected to have been stolen from the National Museum of Iraq in Baghdad in the chaos of the US invasion in 2003. The Hobby Lobby owners used HL profits to smuggle these artifacts into the US (taking them out of Iraq is illegal so they listed them as tile samples from Turkey and Israel, more friendly nations to the US). Eventually the customs officials seized them, and the US Department of Justice filed a lawsuit in 2017 when the news really broke about just how many ancient Middle Eastern artifacts were smuggled into the country. They were doing this to stock their “Museum of the Bible” that purports to prove the literal truth of the Bible… using stolen Mesopotamian cuneiform tablets, somehow. Idk.

They also had sixteen Dead Sea Scrolls that turned out to be forgeries but that’s only tangentially related.

Hobby Lobby and its owners were fined and ordered to return, again, thousands of artifacts back to Iraq. For years they KEPT finding more artifacts of Hobby Lobby’s that turned out to be stolen, looted, and smuggled. It’s one of the biggest artifact smuggling scandals in recent history. And it separated artifacts from their context and permanently damaged the ability to learn new things from them, even though archaeologists subsequently have been trying.

The court case was called “United States v. Approximately Four Hundred and Fifty Cuneiform Tablets.”

specialagentartemis:

specialagentartemis:

ngl I keep forgetting that Hobby Lobby is a real store that people go to. That people actually think of it as a craft store and not as a crazy Christian mass artifact smuggler. I google “Hobby Lobby” and get a page full of results that make me go “wtf is this craft supplies and operating hours shit, I thought we all knew this place for smuggling looted cuneiform tablets out of Iraq”

#sorry what??? #I knew them as the store with the Christian right wing owners that refused to pay for employee birth control as part of health insurance #what is this about cuneiform tablet looting

They are also that! And it comes from the same place.

Since 2009, the billionaire owners of Hobby Lobby started taking advantage of the wars in Iraq to buy stolen and looted cuneiform tablets and clay artifacts from ancient Mesopotamia. A lot of them were suspected to have been stolen from the National Museum of Iraq in Baghdad in the chaos of the US invasion in 2003. The Hobby Lobby owners used HL profits to smuggle these artifacts into the US (taking them out of Iraq is illegal so they listed them as tile samples from Turkey and Israel, more friendly nations to the US). Eventually the customs officials seized them, and the US Department of Justice filed a lawsuit in 2017 when the news really broke about just how many ancient Middle Eastern artifacts were smuggled into the country. They were doing this to stock their “Museum of the Bible” that purports to prove the literal truth of the Bible… using stolen Mesopotamian cuneiform tablets, somehow. Idk.

They also had sixteen Dead Sea Scrolls that turned out to be forgeries but that’s only tangentially related.

Hobby Lobby and its owners were fined and ordered to return, again, thousands of artifacts back to Iraq. For years they KEPT finding more artifacts of Hobby Lobby’s that turned out to be stolen, looted, and smuggled. It’s one of the biggest artifact smuggling scandals in recent history. And it separated artifacts from their context and permanently damaged the ability to learn new things from them, even though archaeologists subsequently have been trying.

The court case was called “United States v. Approximately Four Hundred and Fifty Cuneiform Tablets.”

trans-androgyne:

gwemmieee:

trans-androgyne:

To any trans man who needs to hear this: When they say they “hate all men” or want to “kill all men,” you don’t have to just accept that. It’s okay to feel hurt, it’s okay to feel unsafe. It’s okay to recognize that they are either othering your manhood or demonizing you for it, and to call them out for it if you’re in a position to. If they have trauma around men, they can work on that in private instead of expressing harmful sentiments around their marginalized male friends. You deserve love and safety. I love you and I hope I can help you feel safe.

Hey, I’m one of the people on the other side who struggles with these feelings thanks to trauma. I don’t think I’ve ever actually gone far enough with my speech in public or private spaces to make anyone feel bad for being or identifying as masculine, but if I have then I’m sorry.

I just caught a post saying that transandrophobia is a real thing, and the same post was calling out my fear of men in other ways, so I decided to click on the transandrophobia tag to educate myself and I have definitely seen a lot of real examples of a very real thing. Stuff like being wrongly perceived as more angry because of T, or being perceived as dangerous. The biggest one for me was the tendency for queer spaces and friends to disconnect from or even ostracize transmascs that they used to welcome because they’re perceived more as predators the more comfortable they get in their masculinity. That one, I hadn’t really thought about, but it is so extremely easy for me to believe at face value because I have gotten weird and I have drifted so extremely close to becoming one of the people who perpetuate that exact problem. And that breaks my heart.

It’s hard sometimes, because I’m so used to being treated poorly by masculinity. The men I’ve gotten to know so far in my life have had a habit of dehumanizing me, whether they saw me, a transfem, as a pleasure drone to manipulate and control or as a fellow man to bully and be rowdy with, and at this point both of those forms of treatment send me straight to a very dark place where I want one of us to die.

But in some ways I’ve allowed that trauma to narrow and crystallize my views on masculinity, including trans men. And that’s not OK of me. That’s weird of me. I got jarred by that post calling me out because I’ve literally said to another transfem (who is probably reading this reblog, hi) in conversation that transmisandry isn’t really a thing. And now that kinda makes me cringe to hear from my past self. That was not OK of me.

So I’m gonna think harder about all this before I say anything about masculinity again in a way that could hurt someone or ripple out negatively. I’m sorry if I’ve already made a mistake in that way that’s done any damage, though I hope I haven’t.

The issue of men and masculinity being ostracized out of queer and feminine spaces, or just not let in in the first place, is something I really want to help work on, because it hurts women too.

It’s why I had to teach myself my first lessons in femininity from scratch for most of my life in order to finally become equivalent in gender maturity to a 10 year old and hatch as transfem at age 27. Because for a very long time, literally zero feminine or queer people had given me the tiniest chance to be let into their world and taught their ways. To be let into my own world and taught my own ways. I had to observe from a distance and teach myself enough to speak the secret codes that convince only the most open minded of women and queer folks that I’m one of us and not a predator, when the burden of proof should never have been placed on me in the first place because I was a child. To this day there is so much trauma and behavior that I completely don’t want that I’m having to manually unlearn that I would’ve never had if I’d been let in back when I was physically a child.

All of the same things that will protect future generations of transfems from the pain and trauma I suffered will also protect transmascs from this ostracization as they become their authentic selves. It’s divine work for all trans people. I’ve already been practicing it in my own life just by continuing to push myself to be open, but it’s time to preach it now.

It’s time to welcome men who have not specifically and individually proven themselves to be abusive into queer and feminine spaces so that they can be in community with us and learn more about themselves. Stop the ostracization!

You have no idea what it means to me that you’re working on your relationship to masculinity and masculine people. Many folks are blinded by their pain and put it all on people who may look like those who have hurt them, and don’t realize how many people they’re hurting in turn. I hope your story is able to resonate with people. Thank you so much.

aptronyms:

aptronyms:

shoutout to anthropomorphic snakes in animated movies doing poses that would normally require arms by creatively using their coils as arms instead. gotta be one of my favorite genders

this is what it’s all about

illustratus:

:

Those cis women who are only ‘inclusive’ to trans men when it comes to hating them are the worst. They say “I hate all men - and yes that includes trans men 💖✨ they are still men💖✨.” but then throw a fit when they are asked to stop calling menstrual products feminine products and to include trans men in their reproductive care activism….

quicksilverserpent:

politijohn:

Source

Source

Really beating the “you’ve built a concentration camp” accusations about gaza threatening to send inconvenient political dissidents there as a form of punishment aren’t'cha?

imagedescribed:

sailermoon:

sailermoon:

I’m actually always thinking of that “maybe I won’t die cause I’m special” tweet

[ ID: a tweet by Socpens that reads, “maybe ill never die because am special”. /end ID ]

baddywronglegs:

drcrowdpleaser:

flaneuriste:

yesterdaysprint:

The San Francisco Examiner, California, February 25, 1935

Sometimes I think humankind hasn’t changed at all. 

WHAT IS “DOES”?

The average man who gets enough sleep doesn’t write the sentence “What is “does”?“

uncanny-tranny:

Something that made hygiene-related things easier to do was to say “fuck it” to the concept of doing the thing at the Right time. My teeth do not understand that it is currently 02:00 or 15:00 and they’re getting brushed. The skin on my face doesn’t hold up a timepiece and say, “why haven’t you washed me, twelve hours have elapsed and you haven’t bothered to wash me!”.

As someone who has had very intense experiences with my ability to do things at the Right time, throwing out those rules has been a game-changer. I used to shame myself because I didn’t do something at the Right Time, so I just didn’t do it, which would make me feel even worse. That’s not a healthy way to go about anything. Accommodate for yourself. Throw out those rules.

exit-pursued-by-spiders:

fernandoalonzoo:

lyricwritesprose:

digitaldiscipline:

sentientdessert:

body-of-ouches:

One thing that MASSIVELY pisses me off is how fainting is shown in media. It’s always the person sways a little, collapses in one movement, and then is unconscious for like… fucking ages??? They wake up hours later tucked under a blanket and it’s acted like that’s normal. It’s NOT. A person that’s fainted should be back with you pretty quickly, actually:


(From NHS website)


I had an experience in my last work place where I fainted, but because it looks so different to how it’s shown in film and TV my managers had no idea what had happened. Here’s a comparison of usual media vs my actual fainting that they were all confused by-

Films, TV shows, plays etc:

1) Person goes “oh goodness” or something similar whilst holding hand to chest

2) eyes roll back, gracefully falls to the floor

3) nearby people see the poor fainted person, pick them up, put them on a bed or sofa

4) person comes to hours or even days later with no idea what happened and everyone else is just like “oh good you’ve woken up 🙂”

My usual fainting experience:

1) Everything starts spinning. Incapable of making words as my sole focus is on trying to get myself to the ground ASAP

2) Stumble to floor/chair/ anything I can lean against

3) Quick violent slump as actual faint occurs. There is no dainty falling- the whole body has hit shut down. Usually smack my head on the floor if I haven’t managed to get myself somewhere soft

4) Aware of surroundings almost immediately, but takes a few seconds to fully come back round

5) Carefully sit back up and explain to everyone going “what the fuck happened” that I fainted, and no, I do not need smelling salts actually.

This is like the heart attack discourse…  much needed.

100% how fainting looks and feels, from both sides.

My experience of fainting is that everything goes fzzmfpfosidfkssfdksljfjsjdf and then less than a second later I am like, “Oh.  A floor.”  The time this happened, I was already processing again (if only at the level of, “Oh.  A floor,” and “so where the fuck did my toothbrush go”) before other people could address questions like Why Was There A Loud Thump In The Bathroom and Are You All Right.

My last thought before passing out was “what happened to the light?” and then I hit the floor

I’ve fainted a few times from dehydration, hunger/blood sugar, and orthostatic hypotension (AKA being too tall for an ordinary human heart). My whole visual field turns into TV static (if you’re a Young'un, your vision is slowly washed out by random tiny pixels of color and when I’m really about to pass out it covers everything), I get a weird warm pressurized feeling in my face like it’s been inflated from the inside, and then I wake up on the floor. The best ways I’ve found to combat this are, in order:

1. Fucking eat and drink regularly and get at least Some Sleep

2. Take a deep breath when I stand up if I’ve been sitting or crouching for a long time

3. Tense my abdominal muscles if I get the face feeling

4. Immediately crouch down if the Colors start taking over so my skull isn’t carrying all the momentum of falling from six feet in the air

5. If I haven’t eaten all day, don’t take a bunch of huge bong rips and then immediately stand up

6. If at all possible, collapse towards the nearest couch and not onto hardwood or concrete

Using these simple tricks, you, too can prevent your local buff-ass sweetheart ex-Gangster Disciple IHOP server from smacking you in the face as hard as he can and giving you a really awkward but comforting hug when you wake up because you scared him so bad HE was having a panic attack. You can also save yourself from having to go to the ER while you’re tripping balls on shrooms (THAT was a Time, lemme tell ya. Weirdly I was never in any pain at all, despite needing seven stitches because I split my eyebrow so bad I could actually see my skull)

exit-pursued-by-spiders:

fernandoalonzoo:

lyricwritesprose:

digitaldiscipline:

sentientdessert:

body-of-ouches:

One thing that MASSIVELY pisses me off is how fainting is shown in media. It’s always the person sways a little, collapses in one movement, and then is unconscious for like… fucking ages??? They wake up hours later tucked under a blanket and it’s acted like that’s normal. It’s NOT. A person that’s fainted should be back with you pretty quickly, actually:


(From NHS website)


I had an experience in my last work place where I fainted, but because it looks so different to how it’s shown in film and TV my managers had no idea what had happened. Here’s a comparison of usual media vs my actual fainting that they were all confused by-

Films, TV shows, plays etc:

1) Person goes “oh goodness” or something similar whilst holding hand to chest

2) eyes roll back, gracefully falls to the floor

3) nearby people see the poor fainted person, pick them up, put them on a bed or sofa

4) person comes to hours or even days later with no idea what happened and everyone else is just like “oh good you’ve woken up 🙂”

My usual fainting experience:

1) Everything starts spinning. Incapable of making words as my sole focus is on trying to get myself to the ground ASAP

2) Stumble to floor/chair/ anything I can lean against

3) Quick violent slump as actual faint occurs. There is no dainty falling- the whole body has hit shut down. Usually smack my head on the floor if I haven’t managed to get myself somewhere soft

4) Aware of surroundings almost immediately, but takes a few seconds to fully come back round

5) Carefully sit back up and explain to everyone going “what the fuck happened” that I fainted, and no, I do not need smelling salts actually.

This is like the heart attack discourse…  much needed.

100% how fainting looks and feels, from both sides.

My experience of fainting is that everything goes fzzmfpfosidfkssfdksljfjsjdf and then less than a second later I am like, “Oh.  A floor.”  The time this happened, I was already processing again (if only at the level of, “Oh.  A floor,” and “so where the fuck did my toothbrush go”) before other people could address questions like Why Was There A Loud Thump In The Bathroom and Are You All Right.

My last thought before passing out was “what happened to the light?” and then I hit the floor

I’ve fainted a few times from dehydration, hunger/blood sugar, and orthostatic hypotension (AKA being too tall for an ordinary human heart). My whole visual field turns into TV static (if you’re a Young'un, your vision is slowly washed out by random tiny pixels of color and when I’m really about to pass out it covers everything), I get a weird warm pressurized feeling in my face like it’s been inflated from the inside, and then I wake up on the floor. The best ways I’ve found to combat this are, in order:

1. Fucking eat and drink regularly and get at least Some Sleep

2. Take a deep breath when I stand up if I’ve been sitting or crouching for a long time

3. Tense my abdominal muscles if I get the face feeling

4. Immediately crouch down if the Colors start taking over so my skull isn’t carrying all the momentum of falling from six feet in the air

5. If I haven’t eaten all day, don’t take a bunch of huge bong rips and then immediately stand up

6. If at all possible, collapse towards the nearest couch and not onto hardwood or concrete

Using these simple tricks, you, too can prevent your local buff-ass sweetheart ex-Gangster Disciple IHOP server from smacking you in the face as hard as he can and giving you a really awkward but comforting hug when you wake up because you scared him so bad HE was having a panic attack. You can also save yourself from having to go to the ER while you’re tripping balls on shrooms (THAT was a Time, lemme tell ya. Weirdly I was never in any pain at all, despite needing seven stitches because I split my eyebrow so bad I could actually see my skull)

prisonhannibal:

making art is just like showering………can’t get up and do it, can’t stop when you’ve started. you want to crawl out of your skin if you don’t do it often enough. everything in the world is the exact same

exit-pursued-by-spiders:

ysabelmystic:

trans-girl-nausicaa:

trans-girl-nausicaa:

trans-girl-nausicaa:

trans-girl-nausicaa:

What the fuck is happening

I have no idea

exit-pursued-by-spiders:

ysabelmystic:

trans-girl-nausicaa:

trans-girl-nausicaa:

trans-girl-nausicaa:

trans-girl-nausicaa:

What the fuck is happening

I have no idea

everythingfox:

Tiny ninja

ominous-signs:

sharkchunks:

forevermealwayslovingyou:

beardsbluntsbroncos:

image

And the award for best use of that deer gif ever goes to…

Official ominous sign…and uh use of that gif

orteil42:

if i keep sprinkling words like “normalstyle” in my speech people won’t notice i’m 34. i’m still youthcore i’m still relevantpilled

sweetbabyrayray:

pocket-deer-boy:

pocket-deer-boy:

pocket-deer-boy:

I’m a cis man sure but i also wanna opt out of the gender binary. None of that shit is my fault or my responsibility and i don’t want any part of it

Believing the gender binary is stupid horseshit doesn’t require me to change my gender actually

Yeaheyah you get it. Not trans but i believe in their beliefs. Sometimes i remember people form gender complexes around what alcoholic beverages or colors they like and i just wonder how they’re not fucking exhausted from keeping up this stupid fucking horseshit. Just do whatever you want forever

@nimagine i know u reblogged this from me but ur so correct 🙏 get peer reviewed

exit-pursued-by-spiders:

beardedmrbean:

The song and its lyrics are composed by John Lowrie (the Sniper), who alongside Robin Atkin Downes (Medic) is on guitar and vocals. Also on vocals we have Gary Schwartz (Heavy, Demoman) and Dennis Bateman (Spy), while on piano is Ellen McLain (the Administrator). The song details, in Lowrie’s words, “the TF2 Mercs’ struggle to find the Sandvich for Heavy.”

This has made my day

TF2 is a special corner of internet culture and I will always love it

weedpoop:

weedpoop:

i say no homo to other humans in case they interpret something im doing as something a human would do

14 year old me fucking went off with this one

solitarelee:

lindsaysblue:

beannewpage:

esotericecology:

grantita:

Both were filled at the same time with the same water, only one had oysters.

:/ The next time you think it’s okay to be nonbinary, remember the cost. We are killing our planet 😔

Wtf. No, be who you are. This doesn’t define you.

I offer some context

that context was DESPERATELY needed thank you

guiltyidealist:

amanaci:

catcrumb:

everybody look at my cat being scuncht about it

insomniac-arrest:

lap-wolf:

LET me on the bed i promise i wont lay on top of you and squish u under my big dog weight please ple please please let me up i promise i’ll lay only on a fair amount of bed for me and not take up all the space :3 please pleas (lying)

why do you live with the wolf from The Thing

llcooljae:

Garlicbread and Lando