what does “men who adhere to strict gender binary” even mean tho

NO ONE adheres to the gender binary! NO ONE FITS THEIR GENDER ROLE PERFECTLY! THAT’S THE POINT! AARRRGGH! 

NOOOOO OOOOONE…. ADHERES TO THE GENDER BINARY LIKE GASTON!

Originally posted by clarabellecow

when I try to hear this in my head my mental voice is incapable of pronouncing it fast enough to fit the timing of the line “noooo oooone… adjksjfksfjslenry like Gaston!”

and when I try to fit it to one of the longer such lines, my mental voice becomes too confused about conflicting scansion to continue

no one’s droll like gaston no one’s swole like gaston no one fits his assigned gender role like gaston

I’m especially fond of the paaaatriaaarchy My what a guy that gastooon

Bless you for making it scan

NOW I CAN’T READ IT WITHOUT SINGING IN MY HEAD

No one’s droll like Gaston, No one’s swole like Gaston, No one fits his assigned gender role like Gaston! For there’s no one online half as phony, His tinder’s got dick pics to spare, You can ask any neckbeard or brony They’ll show you (no homo) whose trilby they’d wear! No one drawls like Gaston Or catcalls like Gaston, Or manspreads on the train in a sprawl like Gaston! I’m especially fond of the paaaatriaaarchy! My what a guy that Gastooon!

…I’m not sorry.

never be sorry for this, it is glorious

Oh shit tumblr has a new best post how come no one told me.

@brightlycoloredteacups

when u finally land a shot on that one enemy player who’s killed you twelve times already

this is the funniest shit ive ever seen

why did his head get so big and his torso short

girlhood is incredibly traumatizing and a lot of it is about being taken advantage of, not realizing you were treated inappropriately, being scared and confused, and trying to navigate how to become a sex object in order to gain just basic human treatment. its wanting to tear apart your body in every possible way in order to become a sex object because that’s all you’re taught to be. or about feeling viscerally disgusting for refusing to be a sex object. it’s more than just tea parties and dress up and dating and friendship and sleepovers like men’s fantasy version of girlhood in media

if ur not into warrior cats its okay but if u ask someone who has the potential to be ur significant other what their fave warrior cat is and they say ashfur u gotta run. like i dont care if u dont know what wc is. it doesnt matter if u dont know what an ash or fur is. run, get tf outta there. u will thank me later.

With a large chin, a prominent slightly arched nose and delicate lips, the “face” of England’s King Richard III was unveiled on Tuesday, a day after researchers confirmed his remains had finally been found after 500 years.

A team of university archaeologists and scientists announced on Monday that a skeleton discovered last September underneath a council parking lot in Leicester was indeed that of Richard, the last English king to die in battle, in 1485.

Devotees of Richard, who have long campaigned to restore his reputation, proudly revealed a 3D reconstruction of the long-lost monarch’s head on Tuesday, introducing him to reporters as “His Grace Richard Plantagenet, King of England and France, Lord of Ireland”.

READ ON: Face of Richard III, England’s “king in the car park”, revealed

LITERALLY ABOUT TO DIE WHAT THE FUCK

The other night husband and I were watching a documentary about the yeti where they were doing DNA analysis of samples of supposed yeti fur, and every one of them came back as bears.

Anyway, the next night we watched a thing about some pig man who is supposed to live in Vermont. People said it had claws and a pig nose but walked upright like a man. Now, I happen to know that sideshows used to shave bears and present them as pig men. So every piece of evidence they gave of this monster sounds to me like a bear with mange.

So now the running joke in our house is that everything is bears. Aliens? Bears. Loch Ness monster? Bear. Every cryptozoological mystery is just a very crafty bear.

Bears. They’re everywhere. Be wary. Anyone or anything could be a bear.

oh shit

people who carry their groceries home on public transportation are stronger than any marine

This is disrepectful..

so is the us armed forces sis

1970s: Satanic cult attempt to “possess” a car.

isn’t it sort of easy to possess a car. like, you just inhabit it physically and then make it do whatever you want.

A fair point

tfw you lose the cult’s car keys

i was talking with my brothers yesterday and we decided the best way to own a guy who takes off his shirt to fight you is to pick his shirt up and put it on

so i asked a friend what was up and she replied with this and i feel like i’m in an episode of the twilight zone

remember that short story they made you read in school called The Lottery where the whole town gets together and just stones a motherfucker at random what the fuck was up with that

Actually, I know what was up with that!

When The Lottery (by Shirley Jackson) was first published, tons of people wrote into the newspaper that published it to demand to know what the hell it was meant to be about

So basically the story is written in such a way that the uncritical nature of the townspeople is highlighted, when it comes to their own traditions. Every year the town commits outright violent murder, but because it’s ‘normal’ to them, they don’t think of it in those terms. The reader, who isn’t part of the town’s cultural assumptions, sees the horrific nature of their actions. But the characters in the story don’t.

In essence, it’s a story about normalization (before that phrase was coined). The point is to make you think about what cruelties might be passing uncriticized in your own culture, just because they seem ‘normal’ to you. Maybe your town doesn’t stone someone to death once a year, but there are other ways for communities to kill people, or let them suffer. And some of those are just as needless and just as rooted in unquestioned assumptions about how the world works, or how society needs to operate. The people in The Lottery were hesitant to give up their tradition because they believed it guaranteed them a good harvest. Revealing, in that hesitance, that the possibility of a bad outcome was more frightening to them than an atrocity they’d normalized. 

this is so goddam close to being a perfectly sick burn. so close. and yet so far.

y'our

Forget the olympics. I watched the Disney Channel games

all of these have the same energy