theawesomeadventurer:

weloveshortvideos:

When you find random things in your couch

this is way longer than six seconds

the-goddamazon:

coolben94:

when the doctor slaps ur butt after ur born n they go, “it’s a ___!” ur just like “truuuu” 4 ur whole life

THIS IS THE BEST EXPLANATION LMFAOOOO

cultivationartisan:

captor-nation:

dave-striders-shades:

ok but this is like my favorite homestuck moment because dirk has never met meenah. dirk doesn’t even know what trolls are. he’s just flying through an empty void when some girl with horns and grey skin and sickass jewelry runs up and goes to high five him and damn straight he’s gonna high five back

dirk actually should know what trolls are since his and roxys version of earth was ruled by the condesce but okay

I’m actually not sure which is funnier. That he didn’t know what a troll was— “huh what the fuck is that some kind of demon kid aw well she’s comin’ in for a sick high five”

or that he DOES know and he’s just like “son of a bitch is that fish hitler? What the fuck is she doing her? Oh bitch wait gotta high-five her, even fish hitler doesn’t deserve to be left hanging”

thatthinginyourshoe:

lil-bit-ghei:

lil-bit-ghei:

“What were you wearing?”

I wore a red dress to work today. It has a zipper at either side of my chest that can unzip and reveal a thin strip of skin. A coworker, without warning, tried pulling at the zipper and when it wouldn’t zip, instead revealed a good portion of my collarbone and shoulder as well as my bra strap. An hour later, the same coworker came up and told me to not wear clothes with zippers because he’ll go right ahead and unzip them. I shot back that unzipping me without my permission is sexual harassment. Apparently a manager heard and berated my coworker. At the end of my shift, my coworker told me that my little comment got him in trouble and that he no longer feels comfortable saying anything to me other than “hello” and “goodbye.”

I am supposed to feel guilty for pointing out that he can’t lay his fucking hands on me.

So I wore the infamous dress at work yesterday and ANOTHER MALE COWORKER DECIDED TO PULL AT ONE OF MY FUCKING ZIPPERS.
We were surrounded by other (also male) coworkers (that did nothing) and I swatted his hand away while promptly informing him that he didn’t have permission to touch me.

He then asked, since he knows I cosplay, if it would be any different if I wore a revealing costume. I gave him a dirty look and told him that no matter what *I* decide to wear, no one is allowed “to lay a finger on me unless they want my foot up their ass.”

Being that I’m quite professional at work, they were all surprised by my language and the ferocity with which I spat my promise.

you fucking go girl

elodieunderglass:

huntokar:

writeswrongs:

magenmagenmagen:

seriousjones:

shut uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuup

TECHNOLOGY IS SCARY WAAAAAAH

Some people make a living selling ebooks so go f-f-fuck yourself.

Book lovers need to know something about millenials: 

-we don’t have a lot of money

-we often don’t have a lot of space

-and we move a lot more frequently than other generations might have

and that doesn’t even account for more severe realities, like abused women who lose everything they own when they are kicked out of their homes, or how poor young urban millenials of color are likely to fall behind on rent and be evicted - and yes that means losing all your physical possessions often including books. 

The only books I still have right now are my ebooks. I swear to god every single time someone condemns me for “not caring” enough about “real” books I want to turn around and slap them upside the head. I HAD REAL BOOKS. IT WAS A LUXURY. THAT LUXURY WAS FORCIBLY TAKEN FROM ME. I CANNOT AFFORD THE SPACE AND TIME IT TAKES TO OWN PAPER COPY BOOKS ANYMORE. ALL I OWN ANYMORE IS DIGITAL INFORMATION BECAUSE PEOPLE KEEP TEARING MY PHYSICAL POSSESSIONS FROM ME. 

When you meet millenials! Who are scared of owning physical things! It is likely because they moving sublet to sublet regularly. I know most of you know someone like this if you are not literally someone like this. You sort of maybe are out of your parents home but maybe not, and when you are out of your home or if you aren’t lucky enough to have parents that will let you stay at home, you stay on couches or live in someone else’s room while they’re gone and every couple of months to years you have to pack all your shit and leave. The providence of the poor is being hopelessly itinerant. 

if you take the luxury of having physical books for granted and condemn ebooks you’re a classist and probably also a racist because mostly it’s old white people who write this stupid ass think pieces.

This guy couldn’t fit the ebooks I have in my pocket in a whole book case as physical books and I’M supposed to feel bad about that? 

I used to have a lot of physical books. Now I have… five?

My mother is the sort of person who goes into your bedroom with a trash bag and throws out your stuff. She calls this “going through clutter” because she finds her others’ possessions “oppressive.” While this was annoying while growing up, it meant that I have now little attachment to physical things and will choose lasting, transportable, virtual objects for preference when possible. Virtual media can’t be taken away from me. 

Also, my mother was a rather aggressive curator of my possessions anyway. While this meant that I now have “good taste,” she really hated to see me reading “trashy books.” She is now fond of Tamora Pierce, but initially, the lurid covers of the paperbacks meant that they were deemed “trashy,” and I had to smuggle in vast quantities of them before they gained a foothold in the home. Virtual media can be kept private, and is harder to discard or dismiss based on poor visual design.

We had a house full of books, but I considered very few of them mine, taking only a handful when I moved out. I had to move around a lot at first as I tried to pay rent and carve out my own space. I had to carve down my small, precious book collection into something I could carry by myself. I don’t have to leave virtual media behind every time my life changes. 

Then I moved in with a boy. The boy had many of the same books I did. Since he was more prosperous, many of his were nicer. He also didn’t have a lot of space, and I felt bad. I sat in my tiny studio apartment, packing up my books and crying to myself as I sorted them into the three familiar piles.

Keep.

Give to charity.

Throw away.

Those books were so expensive. A fine new hardback book was $20. I loved Terry Pratchett so much that I would always buy them new. But that $20 could have been my food for a week. And now I was giving it to charity like it was nothing, this book I had gone hungry for, simply because my partner already had a copy. I had no money and I was surrounded by a collection of hundreds of dollars’ worth of useless, heavy, redundant books. Virtual media doesn’t make me cry this way.

Then the boy and I… well, we moved to England together, didn’t we? Now I didn’t even have a car to drive my books around in. I had two suitcases. I left my cat and my wedding dress and my clothes and almost every book. I took about seven books with me. Virtual media crosses oceans without weighing anything at all. 

Then we moved onto a boat. The book has bookshelves, but is nothing like our previous library. At this point I was able to pick up my seven books and say “Let’s go!” but my husband had to sell his books. At the car boot sale, people boggled. “Did you just sell your bookshop?” they asked. And Dr Glass was quite upset. Over twenty years of his lovingly curated bookshelves evaporated with almost nothing to show for it. Virtual media doesn’t sink boats … and suits small-space living.

So we’ve reached a compromise. The husband collects Folio Society books. They dominate our bookshelves. These are books for book lovers. You think book apologists love books? They don’t know shit about books. These Folio Society fuckers are gilded and illustrated and come in glowing slipcases. They’re what beast-kings put in their libraries to lure teenage girls into marriage. You read “The Golden Compass” or “Hitchhiker’s Guide” in Folio editions and you keep going “FUCK, LOOK AT THIS READING EXPERIENCE,” okay? These books upgrade you instantly into book snob, like “Fuck off with your trade paperback. Does it have exquisite watercolors of Lyra and Pan, Pullman’s own preface and hand-drawings, and a slipcase you could use to kill an armored bear? No? Fuck off with your little mashed tree products and have fun collecting silverfish. My grandchildren will fight over who gets to inherit this book.” 

So my husband has a nice little collection that he occasionally adds to, but the whole point is that these physical books are incredibly special, hold their value very well (he makes a reasonably profitable hobby of selling and trading within those circles), and are worthy of being weighty physical objects, bringing multiple levels of aesthetic pleasure and value to our home.

And I have my Kindle.

I have a shitload of books on my Kindle.

And if I were to drop my Kindle in the ocean right now, or if my life were to be consumed by flames, I wouldn’t lose my books again.

Physical media has its place in my heart and home.

But virtual media doesn’t break my heart.

iraffiruse:

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bogleech:

did-you-kno:

Giant tarantulas keep tiny frogs as pets. Insects will eat the burrowing tarantulas’ eggs - so the spiders protect the frogs from predators, and in return the frogs eat the insects. Source

This has blown my mind for years. It’s so unreal. It’s almost the same exact reason humans and cats started living together.

Tiny frogs are tarantula housecats. A science fact seldom gets to sound that much like meaningless word salad.

lotsalipstick:

kreeturefeature:

the6thsiren:

50 Shades of Attempting to Pass Abuse Off as Romance

It really upsets me that people will think that this is what a true BDSM relationship is about.

my god, reading the quotes are fucking scary!

tastefullyoffensive:

“Helping the princess” by Port Sherry

matesprit:

kanye-worst:

igglooaustralia:

“The Great Race Debate”. Macklemore discussing Racism, White privilege, and Cultural appropriation in new Hot 97 interview. [x]

this is for all you self righteous jackasses on this site so quick to jump on the macklemore witch hunt wagon. His music might be weaker than most every black man’s in the game but you CANNOT put him in the same box as Igloo Australia. The man cares.

macklemore has always acknowledged his white privilege from the beginning of his career to now. he was out protesting for mike brown and eric garner just like the rest of us. in this same interview, he mackled about how he didn’t think same love should be praised as the equality anthem because there were black rappers who rapped about equality before he ever did and didn’t get the recognition he did. his mackling even went so far as to talk about about how he didn’t deserve his grammy because he thought kendrick had a better album. when has a white celebrity not only acknowledged their privilege but also apologize to the black celebrity they unintentionally benefit from?

i like macklemore a lot, and i really hate that this website convinced me he was a bad guy before i knew anything about him.

hannigrahmy:

“This isn’t a race thing”

“The police are innocent”

“You’re taking this farther than it actually is”

Why are African-Americans afraid of US police officers? This is why.

TIME (source)

nagna-rell:

chronic-cat-lady:

goomyqueen:

pooklet:

simblraaaaaagghhhh:

I can’t 

i was not prepared for this

If video games aren’t art, explain this???

You’re making a huge mistake if you watch this without sound

lmao WHY?!

notjackwhite:

jerkidiot:

what if puberty happened with a single sneeze

HOW LONG HAVE YOU PLANNED THIS