did y’all see the new frog species…

he… his name is Hyloscirtus hillisi! He’s from the Andes!

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new friend

@bunjywunjy

NEW FROG! NEW FROG! NEW FROG! NEW FROG! NEW FROG! NEW FROG!

@hamburger–time

I'll tell you what it for: nature made it, so little guy could rib his way thru plastic.

when you offend a bioware companion by talking to a random npc, helping a kid on fire, or peeing on some sacred ashes or whatever

Remember when you had energy to do things? Those were some wild times

RETRIBUTION I TELL YOU

Deep woods hide saints of another kind — holy, unholy, beast and divine.

i went in to a cells at work thread on 4chan’s /a/ because i can’t help but immerse myself in sludge and the whole thread was anons talking about how they’ve been eating better and drinking more water because they want the anime girls that live inside of them to be happier 

shinzo abe you son of a bitch, you did it. 

cells at work is an anime about anthropomorphic cells living in a human body, depicted as a large city 

otaku on 4chan watched the show and, in a desire to make the cells in their bodies happy, have started to live healthier lives 

shinzo abe, the prime minister of japan and noted son of a bitch, actually managed to get anime viewers to start taking care of themselves through anime 

Mission accomplished, now fuck already.

baby steps, mister prime minister. 

After succumbing to a fever of some sort in 1705, Irish woman Margorie McCall was hastily buried to prevent the spread of whatever had done her in. Margorie was buried with a valuable ring, which her husband had been unable to remove due to swelling. This made her an even better target for body snatchers, who could cash in on both the corpse and the ring.

The evening after Margorie was buried, before the soil had even settled, the grave-robbers showed up and started digging. Unable to pry the ring off the finger, they decided to cut the finger off. As soon as blood was drawn, Margorie awoke from her coma, sat straight up and screamed.

The fate of the grave-robbers remains unknown. One story says the men dropped dead on the spot, while another claims they fled and never returned to their chosen profession.

Margorie climbed out of the hole and made her way back to her home.

Her husband John, a doctor, was at home with the children when he heard a knock at the door. He told the children, “If your mother were still alive, I’d swear that was her knock.”

When he opened the door to find his wife standing there, dressed in her burial clothes, blood dripping from her finger but very much alive, he dropped dead to the floor. He was buried in the plot Margorie had vacated.

Margorie went on to re-marry and have several children. When she did finally die, she was returned to Shankill Cemetery in Lurgan, Ireland, where her gravestone still stands. It bears the inscription “Lived Once, Buried Twice.”

what did i just read

Irish women are strong as fuck

“I lived, bitch” irl

sometimes i scroll through stephen king’s twitter and i’m never disappointed

Europe’s First Ever Underwater Museum Preserves The Souls Of Lost Refugees

rom-coms (romantic communists)