grimeclown:

Taking a moment to be jealous of those rich fucks who got atomized at the bottom of the ocean actually

15:21   7-1-23   75 notes

wizardshark:

grimeclown:

 “hi welcome to mcdonalds what can i get for you?”

“yeah can i get a deluxe quarter pounder with cheese?”

“absolutely, do you want the meal or just the sandwich?’

“uuuuuh hold on”

*fishes something out of my pocket*

“mikey what do i do?”

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“get the fries. youll need the energy in the coming days”

*stuffs it back in my pocket*

“uhh yes please  the meal would be great”

Now that it’s back it’s hard to remember a time where they sued to get the post taken down

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official-lucifers-child:
“ariadne-mouse:
“jewishpangolin:
“barbiesplasticsurgeon:
“unsubconscious:
“Yosuke Amemiya
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#i like the implication that dali just had that effect on things#just a surrealism field around him at all times
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The link in the...

official-lucifers-child:

ariadne-mouse:

jewishpangolin:

barbiesplasticsurgeon:

unsubconscious:

Yosuke Amemiya

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#i like the implication that dali just had that effect on things#just a surrealism field around him at all times

The link in the original post unfortunately leads to a deleted account, so I googled the artist Yosuke Amemiya. And you guys. Those apples are WOOD. That isn’t digital art or some malleable medium like clay or putty. Wood. I’m almost angry at how good they look. Absolute witchcraft.

Some close-up shots from the artist’s website:

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mr. amemiya i’m sorry but you have to leave the orchard

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borninthe80slovingtheladies:

stynamo:

vergak:

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Goddamn. Okay

Did you have a kid in your neighborhood who always hid so good, nobody could find him? We did. After a while we would give up on him and go off, leaving him to rot wherever he was. Sooner or later he would show up, all mad because we didn’t keep looking for him. And we would get mad back because he wasn’t playing the game the way it was supposed to be played.

There’s hiding and there’s finding, we’d say. And he’d say it was hide-and-seek, not hide-and-give-UP, and we’d all yell about who made the rules and who cared about who, anyway, and how we wouldn’t play with him anymore if he didn’t get it straight and who needed him anyhow, and things like that. Hide-and-seek-and-yell. No matter what, though, the next time he would hide too good again. He’s probably still hidden somewhere, for all I know.

As I write this, the neighborhood game goes on, and there is a kid under a pile of leaves in the yard just under my window. He has been there a long time now, and everybody else is found and they are about to give up on him over at the base. I considered going out to the base and telling them where he is hiding. And I thought about setting the leaves on fire to drive him out. Finally, I just yelled, “GET FOUND, KID!” out the window. And scared him so bad he probably wet his pants and started crying and ran home to tell his mother. It’s real hard to know how to be helpful sometimes.

A man I know found out last year he had terminal cancer. He was a doctor. And knew about dying, and he didn’t want to make his family and friends suffer through that with him. So he kept his secret. And died. Everybody said how brave he was to bear his suffering in silence and not tell everybody, and so on and so forth. But privately his family and friends said how angry they were that he didn’t need them, didn’t trust their strength. And it hurt that he didn’t say good-bye.

He hid too well. Getting found would have kept him in the game. Hide-and-seek, grown-up style. Wanting to hide. Needing to be sought. Confused about being found. “I don’t want anyone to know.” “What will people think?” “I don’t want to bother anyone.”

Better than hide-and-seek, I like the game called Sardines. In Sardines the person who is It goes and hides, and everybody goes looking for him. When you find him, you get in with him and hide there with him. Pretty soon everybody is hiding together, all stacked in a small space like puppies in a pile. And pretty soon somebody giggles and somebody laughs and everybody gets found.

Medieval theologians even described God in hide-and-seek terms, calling him Deus Absconditus. But me, I think old God is a Sardine player. And will be found the same way everybody gets found in Sardines - by the sound of laughter of those heaped together at the end.

“Olly-olly-oxen-free.” The kids out in the street are hollering the cry that says “Come on in, wherever you are. It’s a new game.” And so say I. To all those who have hid too good. Get found, kid! Olly-olly-oxen-free.

Robert Fulghum, “All I Really Need To Know I Learned In Kindergarten”

What a wild ride

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Welp, looks like Elon finally murked Twitter LMFAO

15:19   7-1-23   1 note

cubewaano:

lickmydecalsoffbaby:

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when i liked this post it brought up the app store page for solitaire

15:17   7-1-23   8,522 notes

napalmlipgloss:

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Sauce

12:01   7-1-23   2,208 notes

paxamericana:
“- less than a month after 9/11, the algebra teacher asked the only muslim kid in school if he “believed in the terrorists”
- sociology teacher told us being gay was a sin and torture was justified even if it didn’t work
- i got docked...

paxamericana:

- less than a month after 9/11, the algebra teacher asked the only muslim kid in school if he “believed in the terrorists”

- sociology teacher told us being gay was a sin and torture was justified even if it didn’t work

- i got docked a letter grade in horticulture for not saying the pledge of allegiance

- abstinence-only sex ed, randroid econ curriculum, blah blah blah background noise rightwing indoctrination that didn’t even rate as notable back then

public school btw

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flamewyrmz:

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theweirdwideweb:

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hey! don’t do this! if it tears or otherwise leaks in any way you’re going to get cheese and meat grease in your toaster and that’s a really really great way to start fires. toasters are made for bread. they are not made for anything else and especially not something that is going to potentially drip grease as it heats up

i realized that just scrolling by this addition is easy to miss or skim over but tl;dr:

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Or you can make a tasty wrap if you ain’t pussy

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animeseinfeld:

tonysopranobignaturals-deactiva:

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screaming

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an-alarming-amount-of-bees:

drinkyourjuiceshelby:

sundermunder:

A pleasant surprise.

When he goes back into the dirt

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i can’t believe this little shit has a completely armored back and then sleeps belly up just to dare predators to fuck with it

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pukicho:

aura-rogue:

pukicho:

propaganda-inc:

pukicho:

I bet you work at the anti-soup kitchen, which steals soups from the poor. 

Yeah, I do. What’s it to ya?

You piece of shit

We just like soup

You know who else likes soup? 

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ned5-let-me-go:

crafting–table:

n64s:

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Bro wake up its 2002, lets get a gamecube for $49

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virtuallyinsane:

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Mélanie Martin

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