Mycroft: How does one turn off their emotions?
Greg: Okay, first go to settings.
Greg: I’m a fucking idiot I thought you said emojis.
Mycroft: No, I’m still willing to try this, go ahead. I’m at settings, what do I do next?
Mycroft: How does one turn off their emotions?
Greg: Okay, first go to settings.
Greg: I’m a fucking idiot I thought you said emojis.
Mycroft: No, I’m still willing to try this, go ahead. I’m at settings, what do I do next?
I have a lot of pet peeves but I think the biggest one is when people say things like “oh it’s such a small town, only 35,000 people” like bitch my town has 200 people, you need to pick a new adjective
According to Wikipedia, a small town is 1,000-20,000 people. So although you are correct in stating that 35,000 people is not a small town (it is a large town), you are incorrect in thinking that you live in a town. You live in a village. You are a villager.
I…… don’t know what to do with that information……a villager…
tag yourself with your living place’s population and what youre classified as. im 278,508 city boy
Here are the hierarchical classifications from Wikipedia
I….I guess I live in a conurbation. Chicagoland has a population of roughly nine and a half million, so a bunch of our suburbs must be full on cities.
I am conurban. A conurbanite. This is my conurb. Conurbs in Horto. My condo in the conurb.
village 411 hu,
I live in a town, apparently.
I wonder what it means if you live outside the main populated area.
According to this, I live in a village. That being said I live 21 miles from said village so...
I live in an isolated dwelling near a small village???
In summery, I live out in the sticks.
Gladstone
Me :”…oh fu—OH JESUS—DEAR SWEET HEAVENLY LORD”
TAG YOUR GODDAMN PORN LIKE HOLY SHIT THIS ISN’T EVEN FAIR
JFUCK
CAN’T BREATHE
Well I felt like Uni!lock so there . More on this tomorrow .
I like how everybody is paired off haha
I FINALLY FOUND OUT WHY THIS HAPPENS. You see this all the time when there’s a fight or a scrum and suddenly everyone pairs up with a member of the opposite team and they just sort of …hold each other.
Someone on reddit asked about it. And it turns out there’s a logical-ish reason:
all of the other players pair off with their man to prevent anyone else entering into the fight … so it’s a form of self policing.
[…] The players basically want to prevent 2 on 1, etc. fights and by finding a “hugging” partner so there’s no ganging up on one guy, even on accident. They do it because it’s fair. And it’s kind of cute sometimes.
so now we know! it’s fair…and cute.
Aw best part is no ones left out at this dance
#pure
NHL: You need to prevent other player’s from joining in the fight, make sure to hold them back
Hockey players, hugging: Got it.
I’ve been watching hockey since 1996 and I had no fucking idea
@mssmithlove1, you probably already knew this but on the off chance that you didn't, this was too fun not to send your way. 💜
Teen!Greg: WHY IS ‘DARK’ SPELLED WITH A K AND NOT C?
[Mycroft, who is totally annoyed by Greg]
Teen!Mycroft: Because you can’t see in the dark.
Teen!Greg:
TIL that sarper duman, aka the piano cat guy, is an enthusiastic cat dad who rescues and cares for injured stray cats in istanbul.
“i always play piano at my home almost every night and whenever i sit to play, all my cats come around, they hang out with me and they love to sleep around the piano.”
“they are peaceful, i am more at peace thanks to them”
one of his cats is blind. "his happiest moment is at the window. listening to the birds, getting fresh air is our favorite activity. i hang out an hour every day at the window with my angel.“
there are currently 19 cats living in his home and he started a fundraiser to help cover their medical costs.
i love him i love his soul and i will donate for his cats fundraiser
Hurt.
I’m sorry, I never do this but
I’m just
I don’t know how people can think Sherlock’s not gay and in love with John
His eyes, fixed high, trying to look exasperated or dutiful or something, anything except don’t blink, blinking is dangerous, isn’t it, because tears can form more easily – don’t look down, I’ve always been able to lie but it doesn’t work anymore, she knows, she always knows
The insincerity of that flat, muted smile on “him”, the corners of his mouth tucked in – the kind of smile you give when your heart is bleeding out inside your chest
The sudden consciousness of wasn’t good enough, that smile, the look in my eyes wasn’t sincere, need to make it better – so he flicks his eyes down to theirs, and tries a better, warmer smile
The carefully blank look on ‘tutoring’, because it hurts that it was only a practice for John’s real relationship, but that’s not a thing I’m allowed to want, that’s not a thing best friends do together, dance
Victor Trevor
he was my best friend