I had a fist fight with an ostrich. It did not go well. I ended up in the hospital with one arm missing, and my brother walked into my hospital room, slapped me in the face, and gave me an ostrich egg with a bow tied around it.
A casualty of that Australian ostrich war?
There was no ostrich war
Stop denying history
the emu war is fake and it was just made up to make us look bad
Exactly. You lost to ostriches.
emu’s riding ostriches, quit covering up the truth
Yghshwhheusuusjajaj I just had the best mental image
My favourite thing about that show is how he treats servers. It was also the source of some very intense fantasies when I was a barista of him busting into my cafe, calling my boss a fucking idiot, then taking me against the broken dishwasher.
For the guys, butch women and non binary people all there. I’m a woman, but I’m reblogging this for anyone who finds this useful. ❤️
This also helps for drawing. I like to draw characters in suits, especially characters who often wear suits with different styles so this really helps! ^^
This can also be helpful with writing when describing clothes and gives an idea of when clothes don’t fit right.
literally being trans I was never given any instruction on how to wear a suit ever, and I won’t get it anytime soon since I don’t have an even remotely fatherly figure in the house. so this was very thorough and very useful thank you
I’m nonbinary and honestly this is a gift from the gods for me
i didnt know hal the incel camera guy had a tumblr
Megamind never actually succeeded at any crime he attempted and his most used weapon was a “freeze” ray that could be reversed by rain/sprinkler/any water with zero negative side effects and when he actually achieved authority over others he was so bored and disillusioned with it he set off a plan to overthrow himself did anon even watch the movie or
ok so the other day i was at sears. I was in the baby section. Im standing there looking at clothes and a lady who works there comes up and is like “oh are you expecting?” And i was like “uhhhh” and because im a dumbass i was like “no i already delivered.” And she was like “How long ago?” And i was just like “two weeks.” And she said “wow! You look great! When i had my first son, i looked like a mess for six months. Is it a boy or a girl?” And i was just awkwardly like “a girl….” And she asked her name and i said Chernobyl and she was like “oh what a cute name! It sounds really familiar.” And i honestly just stood there going through all that and pretending i had a human baby two weeks ago named Chernobyl because i didnt wanna tell this poor lady i was buying baby clothes for my fucking baby opossum
every time i see this text post i forget the ending and every single time it decimates me
having one of those executive function days where everything is too many steps
by which i mean, like, here’s how my brain parses the steps in making coffee
good day:
make coffee
regular day:
put water in coffee maker
put coffee in coffee maker
turn on coffee maker
bad day:
take pot from coffee maker
turn on sink
fill up coffee pot
turn off sink
pour water into coffee maker
put coffee pot in coffee maker
open cupboard
get coffee filter from cupboard
get coffee beans from cupboard
put filter in coffee pot
measure coffee
pour coffee into filter
close coffee maker
turn coffee maker on
anyway this is a “14 steps to make coffee” kind of day
This is actually a really good way of explaining this
I describe this as “spoon granularity” - some days are coarse-grained, where you can just go for the rough outlines of things and that’s one spoon. Some days are fine-grained, where every single step in things is going to be one spoon. How do you know which day you’re having at present? About the point where you effectively run out of spoons after getting out of the shower…
