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stabbedinthenameofscience:

brightlotusmoon:

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lonewolf23k:

fullofowls:

thefingerfuckingfemalefury:

vo-kopen:

Big mood.

The best part is how you can see he’s trying SO HARD not to laugh here

Tim Curry: I’m escaping to the ONE place that hasn’t been corrupted by capitalism! [shaky breaths while trying not to smile] sssPACE

Tim Curry’s a professional actor, and that was hardly the silliest role he’d ever played.  Imagine how many takes they went through before seeing that one and going “This is as good as we’re gonna get.  Let’s go with this one.”

To be fair, Tim Curry is just like that.

Tim Curry visits the mall...

...and siodhchan had the good luck to be working in the store he visited. Sort of. I rush out of the office and notice "guy in a grey sweats

metaquotes.livejournal.com

(I was in that group when that post was made.)

Aww, now I’m chatting on FB with the creator of Metaquotes and a friend of the original poster, and it’s bringing back memories.

@commodorebuzzkill and I quote this regularly.

memesforages:

Welp

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coffee-mage-sans-caffeine:

I learnt something today that I think is just beautiful.

My grandmother was a very sick woman and pretty much housebound for the last of her life.  She derived great pleasure from watching her neighbour’s backyard chickens.  She adored these chickens.  Every time I called, she had new chicken drama to tell me—think Linda Belcher and the raccoons.  

It turns out that at some point, their neighbour was no longer able to have chickens because due to a disability he could no longer afford to keep them.  My grandfather, upon learning this, immediately used his spending money to keep the neighbour in both chickens and chicken feed so that my grandmother would have chickens to watch since my grandfather didn’t have time to keep chickens at their home.

He did this for ten years, guys.  TEN YEARS he secretly funded his neighbour’s backyard chickens so that my grandmother would have chickens to watch every day until the day she died.  

That’s true love.

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altocello:

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bannock-and-biopolitics:

A lot of adulthood is shouting “AUGH MY LAUNDRY” hours after you put it in the washer/dryer and running to go fetch it

oh shit my laundry

reblog to save someone’s laundry

while you’re at it, go rescue that cup of tea cooling on the counter somewhere too

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dropdeeperbee:

dropdeeperbee:

Men should take more lewds.

Not dick pics. There are so many beautiful parts of the human body that aren’t genitals. Legs, butts, chest, arms, tummies, hips, shoulders…there’s so much to feel sensual about!

Not even to send to anyone, I want men to just take photos for themselves. Just because it’s validating. Just because they thought they looked good that day. To let their masculinity be something other than fragile. I want to see more men feeling sexy, striking a pose, and feeling good about their bodies in all the ways they’ve been robbed of.

Wow this is quickly becoming my biggest post. So many men have been reblogging, messaging, commenting or leaving notes in the tags about how much they needed this or how awful they’ve felt about their bodies. Or just, didn’t realize they’re allowed to feel like this.

Kings. My heart breaks for you. It’s fucking hard to learn how to love your body, and I’m so, so, so proud of you for trying.

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textsfromthetva:

what makes a Loki a Loki?

Loki + tumblr [33/?]

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whatrturtles:

fucktheflagandfuckyou:

lethal-liability:

No fucking way

WEBSITE WIDE PVP MODE OFFICIALLY ENABLED

AND IM WINNING

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aphony-cree:

teaboot:

showerthoughts-lol:

Source: reddit.com/r/Showerthoughts

Plus, you know. You can’t really give Luigi strep throat

Studies have shown that active distractions like video games can lower pain and discomfort better than passive distractions like watching tv

If you’re feeling well enough to play video games then you can use it as a symptom reducer just like we use cold medicine to make us feel better so we can relax

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reverendyoda:

gaysquaredwrites:

the idea that suffering (usually in silence) is a virtue has wreaked havoc on our culture, and capitalism has been all too happy to co-opt it. fuck the protestant work ethic, being in pain does not make me a better person, fuck you

Suffering breeds. It won’t make you good. It will simply render you its unwitting vehicle throughout the generations.

Pain is injustice. Rebel against it. It is never yours alone.

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One of the kids I’m babysitting rn just asked me, “Miss Amy, can I tell you a secret?” and then informed me that his brother does not have blood anymore, because they saw a doctor take it

Same kid that attended this Sunday’s church service in full vampire bat costume and screeched loudly anytime someone said his name

Update his two year old brother just handed me a partially squished cockroach

Today’s secret is “if I carry too many things, I die,” and he definitely, for sure did not tell me that specifically because I asked him to pick up his jacket moments beforehand

“Where’s the tiger?” the five year old asks, peering around the zoo. “I don’t see him!”

“Probably he had to get his covid shot,” says the three year old, nodding wisely.

How could I possibly forget this exchange

“You can’t play with my skunk,” says the three year old, snatching the toy from the five year old. “Mr. Skunk doesn’t like you.”

“Whoa, whoa,” I say, while driving. “Mr. Skunk likes everyone!”

The three year old makes direct eye contact with me in the rear view mirror. “Except the police,” he says darkly.

Overwhelmed! When the five year old learned that I’m having a bad day today, he immediately asked me to take him home so he can “get us a snack and help with whatever you want to do today.”

The three year old has offered to carry all the backpacks into the house, despite his former statements re: dying if asked to carry his own belongings

Today the two year old stole the headphones I always wear, put them on upside down, and ran away yelling “hi Babydoll!” over and over, which is in fact how I greet him. I did not come here to be roasted by a toddler

I recently put a purple streak in my hair! The three year old says that he loves it. He says he loves my brown hair too, because it’s beautiful. I feel very loved and I am going to bake him cookies about it

The three year old has covid (he’s okay), so I won’t be seeing the children this week :(

Here’s another story from last week instead:

“Do you want to come make paper airplanes?” the five year old asks. “I have a book that teaches you how.”

“Sure,” I say, following him upstairs. “I like paper airplanes.”

“It’ll be easy for you,” the five year old assures me, “because you can– wait. Can you read?”

The three year old has recovered <3

He’s also a little confused by the phrase “playing a trick,” so if he suspects I’m teasing him, he’ll point and yell “you’re tricking!” instead

Today he told me that I’m “always tricking…… kind of like satan”

I have never in my life laughed this hard

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