We don't need more diverse Disney movies, we need Disney to be shut down and broken up so that it stops dominating entertainment and choking out smaller creators and studios.

I'm just amazed that they managed to find someone who knew none of this

This is the only person who is experiencing Star Wars correctly

TIL Albert Einstein was a real person.

I had always thought he was only a theoretical physicist.

Jeff please we’re begging you to change your url

So, the women’s speed climbing world record got smashed today by Aries Susanti Rahayu (@AriesClimber). 6.995 s. First posted sub 7 sec time (with a splinted middle finger!). Amazeballs!

damn. damn!!

OMG this is SO BADASS

Omg THIS!

ADHD makes decision making hard to begin with (it's part of executive dysfunction), but it's a MILLION times harder when there's the added pressure of answering to someone else

This is why I tend to like when other people ARE decisive... partially, it takes the pressure off of me, but also... most time I literally do not know

gravity was a big discovery i guess but nothing compares to realizing girls can kiss girls

16 past peak comedy and my boy just kept adding to it

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I would die for thepandaredd

Respect.

Holy shit!

who is this

DO ME NEXT

This is Jessie Graff! She’s a stuntwoman for Supergirl and she’s known for being a BAMF on American Ninja Warrior.

GOALS

ask me how gay I am for Jessie Graff hint: as gay as her leg is high.

This is the coolest shit.

Fun fact: Melissa Benoist has to have muscle padding in her Supergirl suit so her silhouette looks like Jessie’s. The actress has to adjust to match her stunt double, which is rarely the case.

no offence but there is literally nothing morally wrong with cheating on tests/at school… it’s up there with piracy on the list of Crimes Everyone Is Convinced Are Wrong And Harmful But If You Actually Think About Them For 12 Seconds It’s Fine And You Definitely Should Commit Them At Some Point

99% of computer repair is googling the problem to see if anyone else has successfully fixed it. I have a certification in computer repair and I was allowed AND EXPECTED to use google in my exam. 99% of bartending is pulling pints and adding coke to a spirit. I managed bars for 10 years and have a diploma in Cafe, Bar, and Restaurant Management. I think I can make like 7 cocktails from memory. I use google to find the recipes for the rest. I was working towards a paleontology degree. On the few digs I was involved in, everything was photographed and shared with experts who weren’t there to get their opinions. The real world doesn’t operate in exam conditions. Whatever career path you follow, you will be able to consult colleagues in some form or another. You’ll be allowed to use Google and Wikihow and industry specific forums and texts and websites. Exam conditions do not exist outside of exams.

Cowboys Against Misgendering (CAM)

decided to throw my cowboy hat into the ring

Wonderful

These are also amazing because like. Cowboys were mostly gay, black, hispanic, and/or transgender men. Cowboys really dont taje kind to misgendering

IF YOU NEED TO CALL 911 BUT ARE SCARED TO BECAUSE OF SOMEONE IN THE ROOM, dial and ask for a pepperoni pizza. They will ask if you know you’re calling 911. Say yes, and continue pretending you’re making an order. They’ll ask if there’s someone in the room.

You can ask how long it will take for the pizza to get to you, and they will tell you how far away a dispatcher is.

Here is an example video

Reblog to literally save a life

I’ve done this.  I’m alive because of this. 

My flat-mate’s date for the night was almost as drunk as her.  She had passed out in her room and locked the door.  He refused to leave because he wanted to have sex.  He also demanded food because he was dealing with “whiskey dick”.  He didn’t like the lack of food in the fridge.  I called 911, did the stuff stated above, and he was getting PISSED about how long the “order” was taking.  He took my phone, demanded they “hurry the fuck up”.  Police arrived two minutes later, arrested him, and helped me file a police report.  Pressing charges wasn’t necessary because he had warrants on him from THREE different states for the very thing he planned to do to me.  Several months after this happened one of the officers informed me he was charged with two felonies because he crossed stay lines, and will be serving no less than 35 years in prison.  The officer ripped into my flat-mate about her bringing home complete strangers, while drunk, knowing full well this shit could happen. 

This was 14 years ago.  

Do the pizza order, do it as calmly as you can.  The dispatcher I spoke to said things like this:

“If he’s drunk say you want mushrooms.”  I said I want extra mushrooms.

“If he’s threatening you with sexual assault say you want onions.”  I said I want onions.

She went like this with different toppings and sauces for a description of him, like pineapple if he’s blonde, black olives if he’s tall, extra large if he’s tall, etc.

They’ve heard this sort of coded call before.  They’re trained for it.  They will understand what you’re saying.  Order the pizza.

Really though. I’m in training for dispatch and this was one of the first things they taught us. Pretend you’re talking to a friend or relative, pretend you’re ordering pizza, we’ll figure it out. We’ll word questions so you can answer in an easy, casual way. Please, just make the call and we will do everything we can to help you.

Reblog to save a life

Why the fuck is this not more widely known?

This is a neutral post

Feel free to stop here and rest before journeying to the posts below.

spreading these occasionally would be nice…

As someone with major anxiety who can’t fucking stop themself from scrolling, i appreciate posts like this

Am I wet? Am I on my period? Did I pee my pants?- next on wtf is going on down there.

I’m so glad this is a universal wondering among vagina-owners, haha.

‘Vagina-owners’

Tune in next time for: Are these menstrual cramps? Am I pregnant? Is it just gas? I wouldn’t have to ask these questions if I didn’t have a damn uterus

Next week: Is it a bladder infection? An ovarian cyst? Do I have endometriosis? Oh God please do not let it be cervical cancer! A 20/20 special

Y'all are forgetting the all-time classic: Is it just my period or is my appendix about to burst? Some nice tea and a heatpack or 911 and emergency surgery?

There is actually a test for that last one!

Place your hand over the pain, press down slightly and release. If the pain doesn’t change by any great margin, you’re fine. If it suddenly becomes some painful you can barely stand, Get thee to an Emergency Room

reblog for the safety of vaginas and their owners

The appendix test works with or without a vagina so reblogging for everyone.

Is it mental illness that is making me hate everything or my hormones? Either way how do I uninstall it

When you learned of the god of war, you thought he’d be tall and muscular and angry. When you were about to meet him, you braced yourself for the worst.

You weren’t quite expecting the short, scrawny, shy kid you ended up getting instead.

Olive skin, black hair, skinny, dirty face with pale lines where tears had sliced through the ash and dust. A white chiton dress and a threadbare shawl draped over her shoulders.

A pair of wings - huge, black vulture wings, far too large on her tiny body - were the only things that suggested she was divine.

The general shifted his weight from foot to foot. Obviously respect had to be given to gods, but… “Er - I’m sorry, I was invoking Ares? The god of war?”

The child god shrunk in on herself, and pulled the shawl over her shoulders. She muttered something. “Sorry?” the general asked.

“Ares is the god of slaughter,” the child god said in a slightly louder voice. “Not war.”

The general looked at the priest. The priest shrugged, clearly lost at sea. “Well,” the general said, “then maybe Athena? Goddess of tactics in war?”

“Tactics,” the child god repeated. “Not war.”

There was a long, ugly silence, as the huge vulture wings shifted with the whisper of brushing feathers. “My name is - was - Iphigenia. Daughter of Agamemnon, king of Mycenae, commander of the Greeks who stormed the walls of Troy. When my father disgraced Artemis, and the winds of Greece would not blow her battleships to Troy, I was brought to Aulis. For my wedding, I was told. I was-”

She sobbed. Teardrops dribbled off her chin and fell to the temple floor. “I was fourteen. And then I was brought to the highest altar in Aulis, and - and then - and-”

Another sob. “I was fourteen,” she said.

The vulture wings draped over her, and she disappeared under the cloak of black feathers. When they parted, and when the child god looked up at the general, he fell backwards. Those eyes. Eyes he’d seen a thousand times in battle -

“I am the true spirit of war, general,” the child god said. “I am the goddess of bloodshed, of sacrifice, of the slaughter of innocents. I am invoked when men ravage, burn and pillage. I am invoked when mothers cry out, when sons die, when daughters are stolen. I hear it all, general. I have heard it all since the fall of Troy.”

The terrible wings opened up. The child god loomed over the fallen man, twenty, thirty feet tall. Somewhere, the priest was screaming. “How dare you call upon my name.”

God, I hope I spelled everything correctly, because it’s 2AM!

Do I know anything about military uniforms? No. Has there ever been such a scandalously short chiton dress? Possibly not. Did I check whether black vultures even live in Europe or North Africa before I started? No (and they live in the Americas, so Ifigenia having the wings of a black vulture is like a Meso-American god having tiger stripes, but it was too late to change). Did I start drawing this because I was super sad one day and wanted to draw something truly tragic? Absolutely!

Holy shit

OP UR TAGS– I can’t