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Why do you like sharks?
He cronch
He roll
She give high fin. @lilragekitten
He gets tummy rubs
He get nose rub
He dance
She do a triple Lutz
He slorp
This post is blessed
Will: no. He likes it cold.
Joyce:
I promised I’d keep you shitheads safe, and that’s exactly what I plan on doing.
I tried to draw one of my favorite photos of @danielhowell and here we are
Caffeine and Clothing
Tomorrow will be warmer.
*pokes bruise* where did you come from?
Me in my house welcoming you with excitement
1.mood
2.fun fact this bat isnt being eaten; like, its roosting there for the night. this is Nepenthes hemsleyana, a pitcher plant species in a mutualistic relationship with the local tiny bat friends Kerivoula hardwickii (Hardwicke’s woolly bat)!! it works like this:
- the pitchers are shaped to make a special distinctive reflection of the bat’s echolocation. so like, the bats can hear where the pitchers are and go to them for roosting.
-the bats enter the pitchers and sit on this special rim inside that holds them above the water line so they dont get eaten on accident.
-up to two teeny bat friends can fit in an average pitcher at a time lmao
-the bat friends poop when they sleep and the plant eats the poop when it falls into the digestive fluid
IM SORRY FOR REBLOGGING THIS TWICE IN ONE DAY BUT I WAS READING THE STUDY AND IT GOT BETTER
forbidden fruit
Why do grown ass adults want to eat Tide pods so much?
Because a ton of the visual/olfactory/textural sensory information these pods give me the match nutritionally-dense fruit. It’s got the oleic gleam of something high-fat like an avocado, but bright carotenoid-rich coloration like a berry that wants to be eaten by red-seeing primates and birds. It tends to smell sweet and slightly floral, enhancing that effect. Similarly, when you hold it, it is quite dense (denser than water), but very soft and liquid, once again reaffirming that this “fruit” has either high sugar or high fat content and almost no cellulose to it.
As a result, within me is a less-clever monkey just screaming to eat this delicious fruit in my hand about to go into the laundry, and it does in fact take willpower to tell him he’s a stupid monkey and this is a bubble of foul-tasting poison. But every time I do laundry, this fucking limbic monstrosity rises again and assures me it’s basically like a cherry but Even Better. I have legitimately debated just biting down on one in the hopes of inducing a deterrent memory to forestall this urge in the future, but that’s what my goddamn mammal-brain wants me to fucking do and I refuse to let it win.
so i have some opinions about sand
A moment of peace
the water is so clear….. he’s flying
My 57-year-old dad insists that we play Mario Kart every time I come home to visit and plays as Luigi so he can scream “hasta Luigi” as he passes people
Look at him. Look how happy he is
