Hot cup of snark

sandersstudies:

sandersstudies:

sandersstudies:

I only hate certain types of fic the same way I hate mosquitos and ticks. Like get these nasty little buggers away from me but also I respect their place in the ecosystem.

Me, spraying bug spray: blocked.

Listen and sometimes? To enjoy running through a beautiful field of grass and flowers (ao3) you have to tolerate the fact that bugs (fics you don’t like) are there and maybe you will even encounter one, but you can use bugspray (filtered tags) to reduce the likelihood of that. Because the alternative is not getting to experience the beautiful field of grass and flowers.

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jamiemccrimmon:

maddie-grove:

I really like this website because somebody will be like “there’s nothing wrong with darting out from behind a parked car into traffic, bootlicker” and you can be like okay this clearly evolved from a valid point about how the US is too car-centric. But something happened to it.

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asmeesh:

asmeesh:

shit-show-no-go:

asmeesh:

1$ flea market score. Tiny glass 1960s perfume bottles. I love them.

Can you swap their heads ?

omg you can

Their meeting was foretold in the ancient texts

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vampirejuno:

Watching the mummy 1999 for shits and giggles, thought it’d be fun to bitch abt the inaccurate hieroglyphs now that I know smth abt all that. Disappointed and disgusted to find out that they hired an egyptologist consultant and the hieroglyphs are actually well done. Night ruined

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lintufriikki:

frame worship 💙💜

omtai:

Remains to be seen = cadaver voyeurism

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kawaoneechan:

rioblitzle:

i go to the shop and I ask if they have any raspberries. they say no, they used to sell raspberries, but they haven’t had any in stock in the last 15 years. I ask if there’s somewhere else I can go to buy raspberries. They say no, with confidence and pride, they’re the only shop around who has ever sold or will ever sell raspberries. Other shops might sell other fruit, sure, but they have a monopoly on all raspberries forever. I ask if they’re possibly planning on them selling them again in future? they say they can’t tell me that.

on the way home, I encounter someone eating raspberries. I ask and they tell me that they grow their own, they got some seeds from the shop back in The Raspberry Days and kept them. They take me to a field of many beautiful raspberry plants and invite me to pick my own, they’re free for all the town to pick whenever they’d like.

someone comes up behind us. It’s the shop manager, President of Nintendo Shuntaro Furukawa. he hatefully throws a bob-omb that blows up and kills both of us instantly for stealing 200 trillion dollars worth of potential Raspberry Shop That Doesn’t Do Raspberries Anymore profits that they weren’t making and then he turns around to the camera with a big thumbs up and says don’t do piracy or something ok please

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chemicahs:

People don’t realize how much we sound like other things because we are created from the same laws of physics. “That potato in the microwave sounds like it’s screaming” is funny because it really is, air is vibrating out of a small hole which is how our throat works too. The babbling river that sounds like humans whispering, that’s because it’s a wet hollow cave with echo delivering the same functionality. The river doesn’t just sound like us, we sound like a river. They use a metal trashcan to create a lion’s roar for movie sound effects. But the truth is, not only does a trashcan sound like a lion, a lion sounds like a trashcan. Cars purr when you turn them on. Everything is like everything else. Inanimate objects are not so far away from life as it seems.

Remember the next time you feel more alone in the company of large buildings, or maybe less alone among the rocks of the river, that they are not completely unlike the parts of you.

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swingsetindecember:

i remember playing with barbie as a young girl and we didn’t have a ken and all the other dolls we had were too short for barbie. height was our metric to pairing up dolls. so barbie’s boyfriend was optimus prime. they were very happy together and she rode on top of his trailer and officiated weddings while he doubled as the podium

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