Be the chaos you want to see in the world

the way you win at DnD is making your friends laugh

Can't believe they robbed this from us 😔

Tuulikki Pietilä (Finnish, 1917-2009)

Yritin kääntää tyty-yden englanniksi mutta miehen kantti loppui kesken. Ei pysty. Liian hapokasta.

this this this

THIS THIS THIS

they're not MEANT to have longevity. they're meant to be exciting for 5 minutes and then forgettable as soon as netflix releases their next bingeable dopamine source, which you're then also supposed to forget in favor of the next thing. streaming services aren't trying to make cult classics or beloved cultural artifacts, they're trying to sell you a new show each month so you don't cancel your subscription. it's the TV equivalent of fast fashion.

favorite hobby when I'm driving is to catch someone trying to climb up my back bumper while I'm going a completely reasonable speed and just slowly take my foot off the gas. you seem upset, brother. why don't we slow down and enjoy the view awhile

I'd like to add, just on the off chance that someone who tailgates reads this, that tailgating is not doing you any favors. The sheer degree of attention and reactivity and focus you have to maintain in order to tailgate without fucking hitting the person is so much. You're stressing yourself out. You're making your day worse. You're decreasing your lifespan (both statistically by increasing risk and literally by being stressed the hell out). You're fucking up your brakes. You're wasting gas. You aren't going any faster. If you do hit them, it's 100% legally your fault and you won't get away with it. And to cap it all off, the person ahead of you has a solid chance of just slowing down. Keep a comfortable buffer distance. When they pass something it should take at least two seconds before you pass it. More, if you can help it at higher speeds. The few seconds you might save by tailgating are absolutely not worth it.

Whenever someone tailgates me I start slowing down. Just slower and slower. Not only to piss them off, but also because if some idiot is going to fucking rear-end me, I'd rather it happen at 40mph than 60mph.

why is pride always in summer. what about the dykes that can't tolerate the heat huh. what about us. I mean them.

They're going crazy on LinkedIn

this video has been going around for a while but the English subtitles didn't match the energy of the spoken French at all. i had to fix it.

reblog to spread this version

the world is a better place with trans women in it

what's your list of sdv gifts that'd con u into marrying a weird farmer?

Co-napping is a beautiful thing. Knock out with me so I know it’s real

Argentina has THE BEST public University of the entire south american region. Our current disaster of a president decided to reduce funding on said University. Now we don't know if all the colleges will be able to stay open after this first semester.

The college of Medicine can only remain open this semester by closing down lifts (it has 16+ floors), turning off any kind of heating (we're entering winter season) and turning off most artificial lights.

Students have to walk in semi-darkness to get to their classrooms. Access to classrooms is already limited because of the lifts being closed down and only people in wheelchairs will be allowed to use them. If you have any other kind of disability, well, tough luck.

And this is just the college of Medicine. This is just the tip of the iceberg, the first bit of news in regards to our University that is surfacing after this disgrace of a president declared war on intellectuals and the arts.

Yet you have fanatics consumed by hatred who say this is okay. They celebrate poverty, but they also punish it. If you're poor, you don't deserve education. If you're poor, you don't deserve access to the arts. If you're poor, you don't deserve anything. Your whole life should be dedicated to working so that maybe one day you will stop being poor. You won't ever stop being poor because the system is rigged against you, but you should sacrifice your whole life to try and not be poor anyway.

These fanatics celebrate suffering, not realizing they're screwing themselves up, too.

I'm sad for my own country. I want to say that I want to leave. But even when everything is being systematically broken down and destroyed, I want to stay. There IS beauty here. There IS hope.

But first and foremost:

Con la UBA ayer, hoy, y siempre.

if he was still alive I know in my heart that Terry Pratchett would have done a bit about Igors and Igorinas doing gender confirmation surgery by now. going into a lab full of bubbling vials and picking out a penis from a tank the way you pick a lobster. that one, please. you gotta be careful though because they'll really try to upsell you into getting two or three installed. people going to the clinic as pairs and just having parts swapped out for a discounted rate. maybe you actually just trade brains, that's even easier. Igorth have already been doing that thurgery for thenturieth.

#one day an igor forgets the lock the cage and a pack of penises escapes into ankh-morpork#the watch spends the next three weeks rounding them up

how DARE you leave this in the tags (affectionate)

Everyone knew it was best not to look too closely at Igor's jars.

Vimes was beginning to wish he had looked more closely at the most recent additions before Igor came lurching up the stairs to inform him:

"They have ethcaped, thir."

"Escaped. What has escaped, Igor."

"Thome of my.. appendageth, thir."

"Appendages."

"Yeth, thir. Of the... intimate variety."

"Of the intimate..." Vimes trailed off as the dawning horror overwhelmed his vocal cords.

He rallied. "Igor. HOW have they escaped? They are not known for their... perambulatory abilities."

"Really, thir? I've alwayth found them to have a mind of their own at timeth."

Vimes was staying calm. Yes. That was it. He was staying very calm. Definitely NOT thinking AT ALL about how Vetinari and... Good lord, The Times, would react to marauding pack of penises. Would it be a pack? Or would they go off on their own?

"I wath exthperimenting with cuthtom grown oneth, you know. For thothe who cannot grow their own."

"Err... what? Of course you were. I mean. Very good."

Pictured: An Igor harvesting appendages

#[a loud crash is heard from the lab] #[another igor runs past with a giant butterfly net. stopping briefly at the door to shriek 'THE VULVATHS''] (via @the-wave-finally-broke)

It turns out to be a brilliant feat of advertisement, as the people too shy or uncertain to go visit Igor rightaway effectively get a chance to discretely window-shop in public.

An unfortunate side effect being that a small girl, denied of her rightful need to be a Horse Girl by the limitations of being a native Ankh-Morpork child[1], would have adopted one of the larger Appendages of the pack and named it Free Willy. Her insistence that she could understand her pet through a bond of mutual sympathy was both touching and troubling, as was her announcement that Free Willy did not want to be attached to a governing body and forced into service, saddled with clothing, or made to perform tricks for audiences. With no Igor having the heart [2] to take it from her, the child was allowed to keep Free Willy, who lived for five healthy years in her family’s pigeon loft and eventually passed away from natural causes after a battle with another fighting cock. The child went on to write a well-acclaimed children’s book, The Willy that Would Be Free, which was, necessarily, a pop-up book.

[1] where an ordinary working class child CAN form a magical bond with a horse, in the form of a pie, labeled as beef.

[2] ha

i love trans people so much

thank you current monster high fans in the notes for enlightening me to the fact that frankie stein is apparently canonically nonbinary & uses they/them in the reboot. as above (trans kids loving monster high) so below (monster high becomes trans kids)

Limbo style atmospheric puzzle-platformer about a little red-haired girl where the obligatory surreal brainfuck powerup sequence that changes up the puzzle formula in the final act gives you an air dash.

The game‘s in black and white until that surreal sequence returns some color to the game. The only way it affects the protagonist directly is by revealing that her hair is (and always was) red, implying that that‘s why she can now air dash…

NewGame+ consisting entirely of the little girl, armed with the knowledge of her red hair, bypassing the entirety of the game by air-dashing out of the scary puzzle-platformer area she fell into in the introduction sequence