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captainamericanidi0t:

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harpyhormones:

sometimes you just gotta put your hand up your shirt and hold ur boob and thats life

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translasso:

having to ask people if you’re still hanging out is one of the worst things ever . like is our playdate still on? im gonna stab myself

emmalostinwonderland:

geekysteven:

theoddowldoodle:

He should be in all detective shows

[Image description The background for Blues Clues with Benoit Blanc from Knives Out]

Now I’m naht puhticularly familiuh with how everything wurks around heeuh, but I- I do buhlieve we just gawht a lettuh… wonduh who it’s from…

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rad-roach:

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luckyhobbitsfoot:

alpha-beta-gamer:

Titanic: Project 401 allows you explore a jaw-droppingly authentic recreation of the RMS Titanic, from first class all the way down to the engine rooms.

Read More & Play The Alpha, Free (Windows)

Can’t wait for the submersible DLC

I say this with affection: the Honor & Glory guys are absolutely fucking insane. They’re going on? Eight years of work now? With the eventual end goal of recreating every inch of Titanic in painstaking historic detail. There used to be an actual game planned for the environment as well but I think at this point it’s 100% about the ship.

Godspeed, you lunatics. Hopefully my computer will be able to handle the end product.

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sweetbroandchallahjewish:

blackwoolncrown:

bloop

It was already bad! It started as a Mormon-owned company that probably used your data to sell you Jesus ads and posthumously baptize your heathen family. This is just a turd on a turd

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technoturian:

prideprejudce:

prideprejudce:

prideprejudce:

tbh the best way that i explain to other people what it feels like to live with an anxiety disorder is the one time when i had to get a fingerprint and background check done for a job and i, someone who has never received so much as a speeding ticket my whole life, spent thirty minutes panicking that i would fail because i might secretly be a criminal and have no idea 

This is the most accurate post on anxiety ever.

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mostly-funnytwittertweets:

everythingfox:

“She brought her friend to dinner!”

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doctorcrusher:

they were playing running up the hill yesterday at the bar and I realized that when kate bush says she is “running up that building” she is probably using the stairs. and not running up the side of the building. like naruto

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nick-nonya:

batzzzzz:

Rool

ideal date: we knock over trashcans in a rich neighborhood and scream at the void

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aristoteliancomplacency:

aristoteliancomplacency:

Beans.

My partner and I have a running joke with a friend. Every time he goes on holiday we increase the quantity of beans in his flat.

The first time we bought ~30 cans of kidney beans and hid them around the house like some Easter egg hunt thing but with beans.

The Second time we bought ~6kg dried white beans and hid those in various places. Nearly every receptacle that could safely hold beans became the home of beans. My personal favourite was emptying an oat milk carton, very carefully washing and drying it, filling it with beans and then just putting it back among several other cartons.

He went on holiday again a couple of weeks ago. Obviously there is an expectation of bean-based shenanigans. And obviously we have to beat our previous efforts.

Our friend has (had) a mosaic on his wall of the famous Marilyn Monroe Pop-Art by Andy Warhol. He made the mosaic himself. Over the last couple of weeks we have spent hours and hours assembling a frame, drawing up a pattern and gridding out a 70 x 70 frame and gluing an untold amount of beans to it. I have spent over 21 hours gluing beans to a frames.

For the last couple of days I ended up going to bed at 5:00 am because I lost track of time whilst experimenting with which types of glue works best with different beans (I now have *opinions* on this, y’all). The day of our friend’s return we spent the morning and afternoon grouting the piece and wiping it down and wiping it down again and wiping it down again because grout is just like that. In the evening we went to install the mosaic, just a few hours before his return. Here’s a comparison between the original and our clearly superior replication, and the new piece installed in its rightful place.

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It took him over a day to notice. So for over a day he was wandering round his house knowing there were beans somewhere, but not knowing where.

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