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quAlity nupTials

urbananchorite:

paratactician:

I spent a month before my wedding slowly and lovingly compiling an eight-hour list of songs I regarded as completely and totally essential to dance to.

The night before the wedding, uA and I realised we had like three hours dancing time max, and stayed up ‘til 3am doing a feverish, blood-spattered hack job on the damn thing. The result is three hours and twenty minutes of highly volatile concentrated dance.

In the immediate aftermath, various survivors hauled themselves free of the wreckage, spat dust, and murmured ‘Dude, I need that playlist’. We hope this will cheer them through their physiotherapy. We also think it’s probably pretty good for doing housework to.

I DANCED A PAIR OF STOCKINGS TO LITERAL HOLES DURING THIS. ABSOLUTELY 100% LIKELY TO CURE ALL DANCING-RELATED BLUES. ADD IN A LOT OF RED WINE AND YOU TOO CAN RECREATE THE WEDDINGSPERIENCE.

shreksforthememories:

food should be free. water should be free. housing should be free. power, fuel, electricity should be free. basic necessities should be free.

the idea of “people should have to work for a living” carries the implication that some people deserve to die

roachpatrol:

huntinghawks:

Shared by West Coast Falconry on Facebook: “Here is a priceless photo! Neither birds are West Coast Falconry’s. A captive Harris Hawk at a museum up north was eating it’s rat on a perch outside when a wild female kestrel attempted to steal the rat. She left unharmed and empty taloned. Perfect photo timing = priceless image. :)”

REGRET

roachpatrol:

huntinghawks:

Shared by West Coast Falconry on Facebook: “Here is a priceless photo! Neither birds are West Coast Falconry’s. A captive Harris Hawk at a museum up north was eating it’s rat on a perch outside when a wild female kestrel attempted to steal the rat. She left unharmed and empty taloned. Perfect photo timing = priceless image. :)”

REGRET

D&D Stats Explained with Tomatoes

twistedviper:

raktajino-hot:

corruptionpoints:

mindchildofmadness submits:

Strength is being able to crush a tomato.

Dexterity is being able to dodge a tomato.

Constitution is being able to eat a bad tomato.

Intelligence is knowing a tomato is a fruit.

Wisdom is knowing not to put a tomato in a fruit salad.

Charisma is being able to sell a tomato based fruit salad.

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If I stop reblogging this assume I’m dead

koobaxion:

Man okay when I got my wisdom teeth out it was a fucking experience. Before the surgery wasn’t too interesting but as soon as I woke up I saw the nurse next to me and was all like “hey… i think… i died… and now I’m in a parallel universe… and i gotta go back to my house and kill the me from this universe” and he was just kinda like “alright, you do that”. And then the other nurse kept going in and out of the room to get things and I thought there was like 5 of her that kept coming out of the room, and then so when she was wheeling me out in a wheelchair I was like “damn… why are there so many of you… there’s like 5 many of you” and she was just kinda like “alright, you do that”.

Anyway I got to the car and my dad was there and he was like “how ya feeling son” in the dadliest way possible and I was like “MAN I AM PUMPED LETS GET SOME JUICE I’M STARVED” so we drove about 3 blocks to a jamba juice, whereupon I say “I’m good I can do this” and run/drunkstumble 30 feet to the door. I burst in the door like a viking returning from some fucking battle and holler “WHATS UP FUCKS” to everyone in the store, which was thankfully just the 2 people behind the counter, who looked probably as scared/confused as a jamba juice employee could look.

So anyway, as my dad explained the situation I looked up at the jamba juice menu and was utterly fucking lost in it. Like I swear I was looking at this menu board for a year, deciphering this Rosetta stone of fruits. I distinctly remember that I was looking at each item in a smoothie, thinking of how it tasted, then moving on to the next thing and thinking of how that tasted, and how they would taste together. Since most smoothies had 3 or 4 items, this took some thinking. So my dad sees me in this extreme brain blast state of mind and says “hey are you going to order or what”. Keep in mind I’m on the first fucking smoothie on the list here. So I just say “shush man I’m trying to do fruit science”, and then when I realized that this process could take literal years, I just said “yeah give me a smooth regular” which for the uninitiated, isn’t actually a real thing on any menu. Oh, also I asked them if the “boosted” smoothies would give me super powers and then pointed my fingers at them and made “lightning noises”.

So my dad just orders me the first thing on the menu and I go to sit down and stare out the window or some shit and my thoroughly amused dad just looks at me and says “how ya feelin?”. Now at this time I was feeling a lot of things, but most noticeable to me was the gauze in my mouth, so I just look at him and say “there’s these fuckin… tiny sheep in my head” which at the time was the best way I had to convey this feeling. Anyway about that time, the jamba juice guy brings us our drinks and he gives me a small thing of mario kart stickers and I swear I almost cried from the tsunami of emotion that gift made me feel (I still have them).

Anyway the rest of the story is we drove home and I explained this programming project I was working on to my dad in perfect detail somehow and then I came home and went on facebook and posted a comment on my friends status (because I couldn’t find the status update bar) that read: “i just took a lort of painkillers and yelled at everyone in a jambo juice”

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lamonogatari:

holybikinisbatman:

pragtergeist:

chenyakumo:

nothing i do for the rest of my life will ever top this

SCREAMING

….this is….oddly….good??????????????

i’ve been waiting for this

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jenimation:

so The Book of Life has a Mexican mariachi version of “I Will Wait” by fucking Mumford and Sons

this movie is a cinematic masterpiece

ticktockdearie:

sometimes I use the phrase “headcanon” when referring to my own work before remembering that I control what canon is