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heronfem:

anothersadplanet:

It’s funny how some people don’t realize like. When I was in elementary school every year we had “intruder” drills. They were always kinda spooky but I never thought anything of it when I was a kid. The teacher would turn the light off and lock the room doors and we’d all have to quietly hide under desks until the intercom announced it was over. Sometimes there’d be someone walking around and trying the doors to the classrooms to make sure they were locked. Never seemed strange to me as a kid, but talking with my canadian spouse they look mortified

It’s wild how much of life in the US revolves around the unending threat of murder and violence. And by wild I mean a nightmare.

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pissvortex:

bumbleshark:

phsfg:

Jack Black: makes vids where he’s having fun with his kid

Youtuber Academics:

this is one of the exact types of youtubers i hoped jack black would piss off

really good channel names going on here

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putsoneinmind:

crispypenguinanchor:

tsume-yuki:

Someone sent me what is apparently a page of the TIME Magazine’s Harry Potter special and? 

WAAAAH HOW COOL IS THAT!!!!!!!  ALL OF THIS, RECOGNITION FOR FANFICION I’M SO GLAD, WHAT A LIST,  I KNOW ALL THESE NAMES BEAUTIFUL GORGEOUS WRITERS ENRICHING THE WORLD

TSUME YOU GO!!!

Just in case people want links

Harry Potter and the Nightmares of Futures Past

Harry Potter and the Methods of Rationality

Poison Pen

Harry Crow

To Shape and Change

Oh God Not Again!

Make a Wish

Time to Put Your Galleons Where Your Mouth Is

Harry Potter: Junior Inquisitor

His Own Man

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ruimtetijd:

chefpyro:

ranma-official:

chefpyro:

full offense this bowser!peach is hot as hell and i want her to top me

shout out to this absolute prophet

first

@chefpyro

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intrepid-moose:

itwashotwestayedinthewater:

itwashotwestayedinthewater:

itwashotwestayedinthewater:

fact: today is the 94th anniversary of the Boston Molasses Disaster

fact: today is the 98th anniversary of the Boston Molasses Disaster

fact: today is the 99th anniversary of the Boston Molasses Disaster

HAPPY CENTENNIAL, BOSTON MOLASSES DISASTER.

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sasuinurpants:

landofraptureandrotation:

Well now you know, with this chart of the relative sizes of the Acts in Homestuck based on the number of pages in each Act!

(Just finished Act 3 out of 6? You are NOT halfway through!)

This is why when someone says they hate homestuck and I’m like did you read it??? and they’re like yeah I read Act 1 and I’m like ha ha ha Act 1 ain’t shit you literally read like tops only 4% of homestuck friend

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bisexual-nightwing:

1dietcokeinacan:

tilthat:

TIL two species of geckos mated and they birthed a super-athlete female gecko that wouldn’t have sex with the other geckos. Instead she spawned new versions herself who spawned themselves, and now there’s a vigorous, speedy, mutant race of mother geckos cloning daughter geckos.

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Who run the world !!!!

i, for one, welcome our new all female gecko overlords

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aseriesofunfortunatesharts:

sofiasacs:

sheerdisneymagic:

Me irl: No one can EVER know this secret
Me to 8k strangers online: You guys will never believe this

Me online

This is the only valid comment on this post

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l0veletterz:

l0veletterz:

a short horror story for those who are hard of hearing:

english (auto-generated)

i can’t believe how much notes this post has. what the fuck

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lesbianshepard:

retail story time: ive probably told you this before but like a year ago at work i was closing and we are like five minutes from closing the doors and leaving. it’s late. we close at 10pm during the holiday season and it was like 9:56 when this woman walks in with a shopping cart. 

now, if you work in retail, you know this sort of customer. those assholes who walk in right before you close and take their time shopping and act like they dont notice the announcements that “the store is now closed. please bring your final selection up to the front for checkout.” or that every employee is so fucking done for the night and want to get home. or that they are the only customer in the store. and when they have a shopping cart, you know they’re gonna be a while.

so a solid half hour after we are officially closed this woman comes to my register, because i am the only one open. because it’s ten fucking thirty pm and everyone else is ready to leave and ive been stuck here for eleven hours because someone called out and i was already there and a fucking idiot. 

and this woman, she’s a Suburban Mom ™ type and, like all the fucking moms who come into this store, she doesnt have a coupon because she expects us to just give it to her. and we will, if they ask. except i, after a solid hour of no customers and foolishly thinking nobody would come, had gotten rid of my coupons a few minutes before she walked in. so when she asks if i had a coupon i say no, i’m sorry, i don’t have one at the register. 

and this woman, she leans in and tells me “you know, i’m a professional psychic.” and i think “oh christ here we go”

and long island medium here, immune to the glares of the other employees who want her to just fucking pay and leave, goes on and on about this boy who loves me. we are soul mates, she says. destined to be. but there is a power keeping us apart. she mentions this “power” keeping me from mr. right several times. 

i, exhausted and frustrated and wanting to go home, reply “is it the power of me being a lesbian?”

she pays and leaves without another word.

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