January 2025

madc0w:

longer version:

roaringstream:

thecommonchick:

THIS IS TOO MUCH 💀😂

“Do NOT tell the world about this”
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thanook:

thanook:

virtualgirladvance:

dragongirlglasses:

ryan-sometimes:

ryan-sometimes:

Is it weird that I want the holding cell flat? I wanna put my friends in there and give them puzzles to solve to be let out 🥰🫶

I would lock myself in there occasionally to write poetry or read Dostoevsky

I am very normal about this apartment, I can be trusted with it I swear, yeah come over so I can show you around it’ll be fun and chill I swear

if i had the space i would install one of these at home. for unironically nonsexual nonviolent neurodivergent reasons

I HAD NOT THOUGHT OF THAT BUT NWO THAT IS EXACTLY WHAT I NEED. EXTREME BEAST BEHAVIOR ENCLOSURE ZONE.

kubo-kubo:

official-lucifers-child:

imnotrevealingmyname:

crunchbuttsteak:

You can only reblog this on the 3st of January

the 3st huh?

horreurscopes:

hate when i make a joke on a post and then look at the tags and everyone else is making the same joke it feels like op is a retail employee and im a customer. im sorry. you should kill me

Why are staff at the shelter anxious about handling rabbits? I'd be much more wary of a cat or dog who can inflict real damage.

talesfromtreatment:

fuckthisappinparticular:

talesfromtreatment:

talesfromtreatment:

Because if you don’t restrain a rabbit correctly it will break its own spine while struggling, and they can easily panic themselves to death and their favorite hobby under anesthesia is dying.

Professor at my vet tech program: “often the first sign you have a sick sheep is that you have a dead sheep.”

Don’t shout! They might just keel over!

the-august-one:

This is giving me flashbacks to playground equipment in the 80s. So unsafe and so much fun.

euphorbic:

prismatic-bell:

infectiouspiss:

infectiouspiss:

the only things i know about jimmy carter are:

-he looked straight up dead when he turned 100 and voted early cos he was straight up dead and now he’s actually dead dead

-was president during the three mile island reactor partial meltdown incident and because he had worked on nuclear subs before he knew that shit was fine and went over there to be like lalala i <3 reactors while the media were shitting their britches over a teeny tiny amount of radiation

look at this shit he was deader than prince philip was

look at him swagged out in nothing but yellow booties to protect him this man knows his nuclear reactors and he doesn’t gaf about this supposed dangerous radiation the only thing dangerous here is the mud which might dirty his shoes

Okay so I realize you’re being lighthearted here and I don’t mean to take away from that (he would appreciate you noting both his civic duty and his education in nuclear energy), but I will never turn down an excuse to talk about why I love my man Jimmy Carter.


–personally brokered multiple peace agreements as a mediator between other countries–basically he was the guy who kept things calm and civil so stuff could get signed, both during and after his presidency. This included the Camp David Accords, widely considered the most important peace document in the Middle East

–not actually a very good president BECAUSE HE WAS TOO HONEST

–was a peanut farmer and got a ton of flak for it because “lol poor peanut farmer” but it was his family’s farm and he was genuinely proud, not ashamed, of his work

–Married to his wife Rosalynn for 77 years and they were so deeply in love that when she died I said “he won’t last a year now” and I was right, they were really two halves of one very incredible whole

–worked for Habitat for Humanity after his presidency, and not as an admin, either; there are lots of people out there who can say Jimmy Carter helped build their house

–he and Rosalynn fought for DECADES to eradicate Guinea worm, which is an extremely painful and disabling parasite, AND THEY ALL BUT SUCCEEDED. When they began their work in 1986 in tandem with the WHO, over three and a half million people were infected every year. In 2023 there were twelve. To be clear: not twelve million, not twelve thousand, not twelve hundred. TWELVE. One-two with no zeroes after it. As of today, his death date, the 2024 case count is seven. One digit. If we can hit zero in 2025 and 2026 it will be only the second disease in all of human history to be eradicated completely by humans (the first was smallpox)

–there is increasing evidence that he actually did solve the Iran hostage crisis and Reagan bribed the Iranian government to not release the hostages until after the election in order to make Carter look weak and boost his own chances

–left the Baptist church because while he considered himself a devout Christian he absolutely could not abide their views re: women, and said women should be full equals with men

–established the Department of Education

And finally:


–during his reelection campaign, he met my uncle. My uncle is mentally disabled. Carter was visiting his workplace. My uncle biked right past the Secret Service, which they took about as well as you’d expect, held out a hand, and said “hello, Mr. Carter, my name is David Lastname and I sure am glad to meet you.” Carter would have been perfectly within his rights to have my uncle arrested as a security risk, and in 1980 basically nobody would have come to my uncle’s defense. Instead he waved off the Secret Service, shook my uncle’s hand, and said “hello, Mr. Lastname, my name is Jimmy Carter and I sure am glad to meet you.” I don’t know if he intuited that mirroring is one way we help my uncle to understand stuff or if it was a natural habit of his, and I don’t care. What I care about is that more than a decade before the ACA he made a conscious decision to take the time to treat a mentally-disabled man with courtesy, kindness, and dignity, with no idea whether that man could even vote.


Jimmy Carter was not a great president, but he was a great man. There’s a saying in Christian circles that if you have lived well G-d will greet you at the gates of heaven with “well done, thou good and faithful servant,” and let me tell you, if heaven exists but that isn’t standard procedure then G-d damn well better have made an exception today. He was a good and faithful servant, to all of us.

May his memory be for a blessing.

thatonebirdwrites:

nentuaby:

salmonandsoup:

generaljinjur:

trans-mom:

trans-mom:

When I say “free water, free food, free shelter, free healthcare, free education for everyone” in that “everyone” I even include the people I hate. Too many people get surprised at the idea that I do wish for the people I hate to have better lives.

When I say EVERYONE, I mean EVERYONE. These are things ALL people should have. If you reblog this saying “except THIS group” then you’ve missed the point entirely.

i want to remove the boots from necks altogether, not just be the one to put on the boot.

Don’t know about OP, but when I say it, this is not selflessness! It’s not selflessness at all. There are still people I would prefer get fucked over! There are really awful shitty people in the world!

But I understand that the tables always turn. ALWAYS. There is no final glorious revolution where The Right People will be in charge forever. The only way to ensure the boot will never be on your neck again is to throw away the fucking boot. Set the table so you eat well no matter which way it turns!

ALL OF THIS.

Leave no one behind. We all deserve food, clean water, clean air, healthcare, housing, electricity, internet, and so forth. No matter who you are, you deserve to be able to access and have what you need to survive.

So yes, yes, yes to “throw away the fucking boot.”

professionalchaoticdumbass:

AGAIN.

odinsblog:

blogquantumreality:

odinsblog:

Also, just to add to this entire realm of fuckery–

Cyberstalking 🤝 data mining

kirbyofthestars:

kirbyofthestars:

kirbyofthestars:

intersex werewolf with pcos who’s already unusually hairy and tired all the time anyway so nobody really suspects much

their transformations are irregular so sometimes they’ll go several months without turning and then end up shredding their clothes and wolfing out when they least expect it. ah lads not again

“yeah my transformations are soo lightweight and painless, i hardly feel a thing at all!”

[angry grip] “thats great man :)”

tonysopranobignaturals-deactiva:

generalized anxiety disorder is kind of a funny diagnosis…like this bitch is scared just in general

yuritrash14:

fairuzfan:

fairuzfan:

Tbh I don’t care about the Odyssey discourse but I saw one tweet where they’re like “convenient that they would have a guy who goes on an Odyssey named Odysseus” it was my favorite tweet about the whole thing

chongoblog:

There really are people who hear “be kind to people” and interpret that as “i hate you and you should die and also you deserve to be beaten up by people because you suck and you disgust me”, which is really interesting because what’s actually being said is “be kind to people”

raginggyaradosriver:

what to do when spotting error 503

  1. Reload
  2. check internet connection
  3. flock to tumblr
  4. panic

mushpuppies:

random late night bonus post: my thoughts on furry legs :)

totesmgoats01-published-author:

transcendentalfloss:

classychassiss:

tiktoks-for-dead-pope:

captivated yet its face evades me

el muchacho monday

Little beppo’s misery is increasing

licenseddoctor:

Hey kid you want a job?

Great get online and go to a job board. Indeed, Linkedin whatever. Now you’re gonna search for a role that’s in your city, fits your qualifications, and doesn’t seem like a bad time.

See that easy apply button? Don’t hit it they just throw those in the trash. Now you’re gonna want to go to the company’s website and check their careers page.

Oh? That job doesn’t exist anymore. Cool go back to the job board and find another one.

Great you found another job, you’re on the company’s career page and the job exists!! So you’re going to need to make an account on the career page website. They’re using Workday, the same site as the last job you applied for? Who cares? You need to make another account for THIS job’s workday page.

Now you’re going to upload your resume. That’ll autopopulate about 15 boxes with everything on your resume, except formatted wrong and with tons of errors. So just go through and painstakingly check the dates on all of that and rewrite everything you already laid out in an aesthetically pleasing format on your resume.

Ok time for the cover letter, explain why this specific job and company are deeply important to you. You love their mission statement and wouldn’t even laugh if their ceo was gunned down in the street. You’ll really want to reiterate the things you just spent the last 20 minutes filling out on the resume section

(Remember to include language from the job description, people who work in HR are lower than dogs and they need patterns or they get confused.) Write about a page, but hey don’t sound too desperate or robotic this is where they judge your character!

Maybe add your portfolio site at the end here, who knows if that helps no one has ever clicked mine haha.

Anywayyy time to hit apply! Congrats! You’ll see that confirmation email come in and you should be getting the rejection letter in about 2 weeks. Unfortunately your resume didn’t have the right buzzwords and the AI auto rejected you :(

Time to start again and try not to kill yourself!

Genuine question, what will happen to fandom under communism?

estrellasrojas:

We’re sending in the Red Army to raid AO3 headquarters

heartpdf:

destielgaysex:

baradragon:

baking a pie for friends oh im so tradwife today

sherdnerd:

Shoutout to the guy Iknew in college who was always a rich asshole, but has doubled down on it in the last couple years to the point where he looks like he’s about to walk into an 80s movie and tell the kids that he’s going to demolish the rec centre to drill for oil.

He’s posting photos of himself in a cowboy hat, head to tow denim, and snakeskin boots. The guy is Austrian and lives in a rich suburb of Dublin.

elliespectacular:

I may be fucked up in the head but at least I’m tucked up in the bed

cryptotheism:

jame7t:

sanitymakesposts:

Something people don’t bring up about nefarious goons and villainous heathens enough is that they’re always there for you. At your heights and lowest points, they’re always scheming for your miserable end and looking a little cute while doing it

of course your evilness

Yes your vileness

the-haiku-bot:

divinemissly:

paulgadzikowski:

arsanatomica:

Ive never really met anyone that thought of ribs as interesting… that’s such a shame. Ribs and the things they do are fascinating…. I think about them everyday.

I may not be the biggest fan of snakes, but this is fascinating!!

I may not be the

biggest fan of snakes, but this

is fascinating!!

Beep boop! I look for accidental haiku posts. Sometimes I mess up.

pointless-achievements:

lavender-lily:

rosesmomhasgotitgoingon:

bread-science:

No one ever tell me anything bad about the person who runs this account.

the person who runs this account, Katie Gouldin, is an evolutionary biologist who has an EXCELLENT podcast called Creature Feature which compares and contrasts the weird behaviors of man and beast! she is super cute and funny too!

oh thank GOD

Toad Prison for Goblin Crimes

Use your scientific knowledge to shitpost immaculately.

emmaubler:

semiautician:

bro LMFAOOOO

When creating art, how do you deal with the fact that seemingly everyone's opinions and tastes are completely individual? Like, how do you make good art, when around 40-50% of what even is "good art" changes from person to person? Sure, we have points we can all agree, but I'm baffled by how three people can agree and disagree on the same pieces of media. I can like movies A and B, and feel like they're very alike, but a friend might love B and hate A and another friend thinks the opposite.

comicaurora:

The confusion is because “good” is being used to mean several different things:

And by the same token, “bad” can mean a BUNCH of different things:

And many more. This is why I think it’s helpful to unpack a story further than just “is it good or bad” because those judgments are almost always concealing a more interesting personal analysis. There are stories I find highly ineffective that are still professionally well-crafted and accomplishing the creator’s goals. There are stories I enjoy the hell out of that are weighed down by ropey characterization and dubious values. It’s usually more effective, in my experience, to narrow in and identify what parts of a work are working for you, and what parts aren’t clicking.

sealsdaily:

Today’s Seal Is: Scandalously Ruffled

were–ralph:

i wish tumblr would make multiple choice polls

c-53:

c-53:

Hey man. Lets watch nosferatu together. Can you hold my hand if I get scared?

tiktoksgay:

were–ralph:

georgebbwbush:

were–ralph:

georgebbwbush:

OPEN UP THE SCHOOLS

not a bit i literally did not know this and am debating on if its real or not

felixfeliccis:

Situations keep happening to me

phillip-bankss:

my new character. his whole deal is he’s a chill guy that lowkey doesn’t give a fuck

phillip-bankss:

everythingfox:

One must always pay the cheese tax

matherinematics:

were–ralph:

Two lesbians are walking toward one another on the same path. The first lesbian leaves at 5:05 am traveling at 20 miles per hour. The second lesbian left 35 miles away, at 5:30 am traveling at 30 miles per hour. What is the EXACT time that the collision will occur?

6:02, tumblr check my work

were–ralph:

A WEREWOLF has appeared before you! What do you do

Run away. this is not the life for me

Ignore them entirely. This is not your problem

Ask them to turn you into a werewolf

Offer them food and maybe friendship

suck their [UH OH] right there

it’s Knotting Time

ask them to maul you to death and free you from this shell of a life

disappear with them into the night forever, never to be heard from again

fight them to assert dominance

ask them out on a date

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revisiting an old poll

ceeberoni:

noccolibroccoli:

So I had a hysterectomy today (hooray!) and I brought along my stuffed orca, Shamu, as a comfort object. And everyone i interacted with during my pre-op was like “Oh! Who’s this?” so I was telling them all about him, how he’s been with me since I was 9 and gone on every single vacation and road trip, and they were telling me about their own stuffed buddies (one lady said she still has hers after 40 years!) and all of this while I was signing consent forms and providing a list of the things I’d brought with me, you know, small talk.

So then a nurse comes over and goes “Okay, I’ve got some stickers I’ll put on your things so we know they’re yours” and I’m like “OK cool” so she puts a sticker on my coat and stickers on my bags of clothes and then she turns to Shamu and I’m like “oh I guess he gets a sticker too”

But no. She pulls out a hospital bracelet that’s an exact copy of mine and slaps it on his tail, like so:

And i was delighted by this, so I took a picture to send to my friends, who were equally delighted, and were cracking me up with their reactions (like so:)

Anyway, they take me back and put me under, and when I awake groggily a few hours later it takes me a minute to get my bearings, so I don’t notice Shamu at first. But then I realize he’s tucked up next to me in the gurney, so I grab him, and my hand touches gauze.

And I’m like “huh?” so I look at him and I realize

They gave my fucking orca a hysterectomy

you have to understand the glass shattering over my head i felt when THIS was the first message i saw from noa after his surgery

ceeberoni:

noccolibroccoli:

So I had a hysterectomy today (hooray!) and I brought along my stuffed orca, Shamu, as a comfort object. And everyone i interacted with during my pre-op was like “Oh! Who’s this?” so I was telling them all about him, how he’s been with me since I was 9 and gone on every single vacation and road trip, and they were telling me about their own stuffed buddies (one lady said she still has hers after 40 years!) and all of this while I was signing consent forms and providing a list of the things I’d brought with me, you know, small talk.

So then a nurse comes over and goes “Okay, I’ve got some stickers I’ll put on your things so we know they’re yours” and I’m like “OK cool” so she puts a sticker on my coat and stickers on my bags of clothes and then she turns to Shamu and I’m like “oh I guess he gets a sticker too”

But no. She pulls out a hospital bracelet that’s an exact copy of mine and slaps it on his tail, like so:

And i was delighted by this, so I took a picture to send to my friends, who were equally delighted, and were cracking me up with their reactions (like so:)

Anyway, they take me back and put me under, and when I awake groggily a few hours later it takes me a minute to get my bearings, so I don’t notice Shamu at first. But then I realize he’s tucked up next to me in the gurney, so I grab him, and my hand touches gauze.

And I’m like “huh?” so I look at him and I realize

They gave my fucking orca a hysterectomy

you have to understand the glass shattering over my head i felt when THIS was the first message i saw from noa after his surgery

pillowspace:

I’m noticing after 5 years of having this blog that sometimes I’ll find out I’m following someone I don’t remember following who doesn’t seem to have ever been in any of my fandoms, and it’ll be a very confusing experience for me. For instance, I discovered I was following someone who only posts pngs of cars with no caption. Sometimes I’ll see a blog on my dash named something like [celebrity]-daily who I’m following and I’ll have no idea who the celebrity is, but maybe I knew 5 years ago. Sometimes it’s more simple, like finding out I’m following someone who seems to have only ever drawn fanart for gacha games I’ve never played. It’s interesting in a way

sarayu-sunrays:

the string of fate can turn into a noose before you know it

kde-plasma-official:

source

kintsugibody-deactivated2025031:

getmoneyghoul:

void0m:

ms paint study from 2021

madeleineengland:

First snow at the Palace of Versailles (nov. 2024)