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There is a lot of evidence to suggest that Homo erectus used its intelligence to get into places it had no business being and do things it shouldn’t have done.
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No copypasta has ever ruined my life as comprehensively as Hell Fuck Castle. I write tabletop RPGs, and now every time I read a lore blurb about an ancient ruined kingdom where everything was cool until the last ruler fucked it up, my brain whispers "King Big Sad Guy, who did the Flame Thing".
This one?
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I found a TTS voice that was perfect for an audio version of this post.
1) I’m fucking astounded this is a robot voice.
2) I’m fucking losing my mind laughing.
Reblogged molagbald
today's Skyrim Decision to be mystified about is how come nobody thought that Kyne's sacred tree getting struck by lightning is an omen that Kyne is fucking pissed with Skyrim
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black tortoiseshell with low white spotting (calico) devon rex
Source: reddit.com
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Horse breed of the day: Exmoor
Height: 11-12 hh
Common coat colors: Seal bay, dun and bay
Place of origin: England
prev tags!
can i blow ur mind real quick?
top left to bottom right
1) peacock appaloosa
2) reverse brindle
3) tetrarch
4) pintaloosa
5) silver dapple
6) classic champagne
#6 reminded me of lacing!! :))
Lacing is sometimes called reverse dapple, giraffe pattern, cobweb, or catbacked.
Another cool coat is chimera, I'm sure all of us are familiar with Stetson's Mr Blue; his photos have been going around the internet for years!
Unfortunately I don't know the origins of these photos. I can only assume they're from his breeder.
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if the rumours are true and Tumblr does end up shutting down at least we'll leave a legacy of [checks notes] making up a movie and [squints] getting the f slur to chart
Hey now, we also cyber bullied a tv show about ghost detectives into making one of their characters gay
funniest possible thing that could happen is if Dashcon 2 happens the year tumblr shuts down
Reblogged derinthescarletpescatarian
my own medicine 🤮
I know you were wondering how it all worked with him, not knowing what was going on.
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princesszeldazbyebye-deactivate
this is the funniest thing I’ve seen in any review ever
princesszeldazbyebye-deactivate
Reblogged deityofhearts
why are you microwaving carbonated drinks that feels wrong.
IDK, most people hate it, but I'm also the person that purposely lets coke go flat because I like it better flat so me and carbonated drinks have a weird relationship.
microwaving aluminum specifically is known to cause arching, which can cause fires! (thick aluminum is fine, but thin aluminum like aluminum foil, and I assume the edge of an opened can is Not)
on top of that microwaving liquids can be dangerous as they get hot extremely quickly.
just search "microwave aluminum foil" on YouTube if ur curious lol
Ah. That would explain the popping sound. I assumed that was just my microwave being old. Good to note I shouldn't do that in the future.
fully expected 40k notes ngl
Moodboard for when the friend group gets together to cook
Wild to see this on my dash over a year later. Quick update on the aforementioned microwave it did get a whole burned through it but that was not due to this. Long story short don't leave your university experiments of how plasma can be formed at low temps with proper ionization setups plugged in underneath your microwave during a storm.
GIRL??????? I THOUGHT YOU LEARNED????
I DID I DIDNT PUT ANYTHING METAL IN THE MICROWAVE. JUST ON THE STOVE UNDER IT.
WHY ARE YOU LEAVING SCIENCE DXPERIMENTS ON THE STOVE??????
leave your experiments unattended. this is how we discovered penicillin!!
GIRL ORCA LEFT THE EXPERIMENT UNATTENDED AND MELTED A HOLE THROUGH HER MICROWAVE. ARE U IMPLYING THAT MICROWAVE WAS A PETRI DISH AND THE MELTED HOLE IS A LIVE SAVING FUNGUS?????
It proved its infact entirely possible to make plasma hot enough to separate water into hydrogen and oxygen (far cooler than the burning point of my microwave) using 12V and <0.1 amps of electricity at room temp so I'd say close enough!
how can you do all of this while also leaving it on the stove . please I'm begging why is ur knowledge base made out of swiss cheese 😭😭🙏
WHERE ELSE AM I GONNA PUT IT. ON THE FLOOR WITH THE CATS? ON MY WOODEN DESK???
I DONT KNOW MAYBE IN A GARAGE??? OR NOT PLUGGED IN??????? OR IN A LAB????????????
Okay the lab comment is fair I should have left it at uni but they don't have locks and I didn't want it to get stolen :(
you don't want it to get stolen but risking a house fire is fine???? 😭😭
String identified: acagcaattatgtatttattattcgatcatttatacaataaatAccagaccatcaacgccacatcattaaaatgacatttatcagcaagatgtttctaccaaTcATatatgatatatcagGttttatttcttgatggttgttcttaaaatcattatcatgtatgtttatatttgtttattaacaatttattggatcagatGTGTATTATGTATCATTTTAAGCCTTTatatttccGCATTTATTATATGCAAGTATCAAATATTAAGGttactttaaatgtaatattgagactatgtcagaactctattacgcaataagtttaggggaatcAGATTTTTCATTAAGAAGTGGAAatactaattattttacatatttgtttatttgtttga
Closest match: Galleria mellonella genome assembly, chromosome: 12 Common name: Greater Wax Moth
HELLO???
I have bought 10 stickers and it will be going on every PC I build for the end of time, and also on my vehicle. Peak, thank you for this gift.
Moths in electronics. Grace Hopper would be proud.
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Occasionally as an Australian you'll be talking to someone from overseas, and you'll discover a common phrase you took for granted is, in fact, not universally known outside of our country.
Turns out casually dropping "fuck me dead" into conversation will give unsuspecting Americans an aneurism.
The more you know.
Imagine being on a work call with an Aussie and they suddenly announce they're gonna blow a load in response to a problem.
Not Aussie but I asked an American once if she was taking the piss ( i.e. pulling my leg, joking. Perfectly cromulent and friendly english expression)
and she got really upset because she thought I was threatening to piss ON her
This is killing me
Rifling through the tags, here's some other terms which are apparently causing mass carnage whenever they escape our borders:
- Having a goon (i.e. Sipping on a delightful wine)
- Having a gaytime (Eating an icecream)
- Having a sticky beak (Investigating)
- Take a squiz (To have a sticky beak)
- Get stuffed (To express a revelation is most frightful)
- Chuck a sickie (Take a day off work due to the humours being misaligned)
- Chuck a wobbly (When one's temperament becomes visibly upset)
- Carry on like a pork chop (Acting most silly indeed)
- Thongs (flip flops)
- Hot chook (Pre-cooked supermarket rotisserie chicken, otherwise known as the Bachelor's Handbag)
- Fair suck of the sauce bottle (Let's be real)
- Shits me to tears (Something is mildly annoying)
- Not here to fuck spiders (Expressing a situation is serious)
- Having a piss-up (A social gathering)
- I'll shout you (offering to goon an old chum)
- A cruisy place (a relaxed atmosphere, where one might shout and goon the night away while enjoying many a gaytime in your favourite thongs)
When you fuck up a work call so bad it gets your entire country trending on social media
🧡 to all of the above.
(I know what USAnians mean when they say they are pissed, but it will forever irk me to know in my heart that they are so often inebriated. Probably comes from drinking cider* from early childhood.)
(yes* I also know what they call "cider" now, thanks to the inimitable @elodieunderglass, but I still do a double-take every time)
I'd love to learn strine, though. One flavour of idiosyncracy can never be enough.
Thank you for thinking of me, this was great!
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Reblogged evilwizard
The way necromancy works is this: Everything in your body — meat, bones, skin, blood — has something like a memory. They remember, in their own way, what it’s like to be alive. Skin remembers the sun. Bones remember what shape they’re suppose to be in. Muscle memory is more than just an idiom.
The way necromancy works is that the caster puts a little bit of their willpower into a corpse to order it to remember how it functioned in life and obey. This is easiest to do with bones, which are easy to trick, and becomes increasingly difficult the more of the original body remains.
To reanimate a full body to your command, you have to have a lot of willpower.
The necromancer checked the map. She checked the map again. She squinted up at the stars, lips moving silently. Then, taking the lantern off its hook, she peered over the side of the little sailboat.
There wasn't much to see. The sea was dark and still as glass, except where the lanternlight turned a patch of seawater a yellowish-green. A tiny fish flitted into the gleam, attracted to the light, and then vanished into the murk again.
The necromancer chewed the inside of her cheek. She sat down again, the boat bobbing gently with the movement, and checked the map one more time. Then she opened the little wooden case on the floor of the boat, which unfolded into a neat arrangement of drawers.
There were. Things. In the drawers. Some wriggled. Others twitched little beetly legs into the night air. A few of them made noises, which ran together into a squeaky, wheezy squeal of horror.
The necromancer twiddled her fingers over the display as she considered her options. Then she grabbed a few of the twitching, wriggling things, held them in her palm and squeezed her hand into a fist as tightly as she could with a squelching noise.
She opened her hand to inspect her work. She breathed the spell into it, and then, holding her hand over the edge of the boat, dropped the spell into the sea.
And that seemed to be it. She sat back in the boat and closed the little wooden case. After a moment she started looking over the map again.
There were a lot of handwritten notes on the map. Each one was connected to a mark and some coordinates; some of them said, "Storm 1457," or "Struck a rock 1483." Others said "Total failure," or “Completely dissolved.”
The note the necromancer seemed most interested in was the one that read, “Battle of Salzstein, 1501.”
The necromancer checked the map. She checked the map again. She squinted up at the stars, lips moving silently, and then she was suddenly thrown down to the floor of the boat as though a giant, invisible hand had crushed her.
Her mouth opened in a noiseless scream.