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@iamproudofus / iamproudofus.tumblr.com

Hey! It's Meggie. This is a multifandom blog. And when I say multifandom, I mean like EVERYTHING I post things that I don't understand but think are cool. My Box is always open so message me whenever. NOW ENJOY THE BLOG
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hlywtr

sorry but literally nothing will be funnier than john mulaney’s delta airlines sketch

in case you haven’t seen it

Honestly its like 10000x funnier than the salt and pepper diner joke and its a tragedy this one isn’t more popular on tumblr

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As the raging California wildfires encroached upon Roland Handel’s home, he had to make a split-second decision — try to force his dog Odin into the car, or leave him behind.
Odin is one of two great Pyrenees who take turns guarding the family’s eight goats from coyotes and mountain lions, and he was on duty the night the fires broke out.
“I had my 14-year-old daughter and we had to get out,” Handel said between sobs.
So he opened the gates so the animals could flee, then drove off with his daughter, their three other dogs and two cats all packed into the family car.
“By the time we were going down the road, you could hear the twisting metal of transmission towers falling and propane tanks exploding,” he said. “I’ll never forget it.”
He returned the next day, circumventing roadblocks to get there.
He discovered that his home and everything else on his property was completely destroyed.
Except for Odin, who was there waiting for him — with all eight goats.
The dogs paw pads were burnt and his bright white fur was singed orange. 
“He looked small and he was limping. He was lying down a lot. He was clearly exhausted.”
A group of deer had gathered with Odin and the goats, Handel said, perhaps also taking advantage of the brave pooch’s protection. The deer scattered when Handel approached.
He believes the dog led the other animals to a clearing at the center of a high outcropping of rocks to avoid contact with the flames.
“Its amazing he’s in such good spirits. He doesn’t show signs of being traumatized at all. He’s just really happy,” Handel said.
“He’ll make a full recovery. He’s going to be back with his goats.”
Handel is now raising money on YouCaring to rebuild the animals’ barn and water supply before winter. 

Well now I’m crying at my dining room table over a dog and his goats

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arctic-hands

GOOD BOY

<3 HE PROTEC <3

HE IS A GOOD DOG

HE IS SUCH A GOOD DOG <3

HE PROTEC

HE GUARD THESE GOATS

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me (cleaning up): holds knife

intrusive thoughts: what if-

me: ok edgelord we get it what if i slit my wrists right now can we please just focus

Additionally; me: *waiting for the subway* intrusive thoughts: what if you jumped me: it would cause a four hour delay while they pick your body parts out of the rails you fucking prick, can we please for once get on public transit without going through this

Also; Me: *walking along a busy road* intrusive thoughts: What if you just fell over in front of this truck? Me: It would back up traffic all fucking night and probably hurt a lot of people you prick.

Gosh. I never have thoughts like this

didnt ask but that sounds nice

Me: *walking down the stairs* Intrusive Thought: I could throw myself down these flight of stairs and leave more time for everyone else! Me: Or you end up with a broken wrist and sprain ankle you dickhead keep walking

Me: *driving on a bridge* Intrusive thoughts: I could just drive straight into that lake and finish it right now. Me: You asshole, this is a new car. Just fucking keep going like everyone else you prick.

oh my god,^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^

I needed this

Me: *standing at a lookout* It’s so beautiful here…

Intrusive thoughts: yeah, look at that view, you could just step out into it and you’d probably never feel the impact when you hit the ground 20m below…

Me: Bitch, don’t ruin the view for everyone else. Fucksake.

Me: *doing literally nothing*

Intrusive thoughts: What if-

Me: Can’t you just shut the fuck up and chill for once? God damn

Me: I wonder what my wife wants for dinner?

Intrusive thought: a divorce

Me: Now, Timothy, that’s just uncalled for. You can’t even eat that.

Me:* pouring tea*

Intrusive thoughts: you shoul-

Me: pour the hot tea on myself? God fucking chill out I just want some tea edge lord

Okay but thank you for this strategy for dealing with intrusive thoughts. Excellent.

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STAR TREK IS HERE

I looked it up out of excitement; it’s called “ili”, and it was created by a Japanese company called Logbar.

It costs $249. It supports English, Spanish, Japanese, and Mandarin (for now). It comes with one language, but new languages can be added with updates.

General sales will begin this November, but you can join their waitlist/ learn more information here on their website: https://iamili.com/

Here’s their FAQ page: https://support.iamili.com/hc/en-us

And here are more videos from their website:

The reasoning behind ili’s one-way functionality:

An extended version of the video above posted by OP: 

And User Reviews: 

And you can go here for more updates!: https://updates.iamili.com/

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savwafaire

Thank you for actually LINKING TO THE ACTUAL PRODUCT INSTEAD OF USING SOMEONE ELSE’S IDEAS TO PROMOTE YOUR UNRELATED SITE 😡

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Ever since they were little, the batboys have spoken differently as Bruce Wayne’s Wards™ than they have as his sons and as vigilantes.

  • Dick speaks with a wide conglomeration of accents so thick his English is barely intelligible, excusing it to the public as his circus upbringing, when really it’s just a game of a) “see how many accents I can slip into one sentence” (the record is something over thirty) and b) “see how unbelievable I can make it that Dick Grayson could ever be Robin/Nightwing because he speaks fluently”.
  • Jason caught on to Dick’s game and started seeing how many Spanish phrases, metaphors, and curse words he can fit into a conversation.
  • Tim thought it was a good idea to help keep their identities secret (of course he made the connection as soon as he figured them out), and his parents had neglected him kept him out of the limelight enough that he could believably begin speaking with what he described as “a Yiddish accent with Chinese oral posture and Italian colloquialisms”. He made a flow chart with why that specifically. Seriously, a flow chart. He still has it somewhere.
  • Damian had spent much of his life watching his brothers and plotting their respective demises, so when he came to Gotham, he assumed it was standard procedure and started speaking a heavy Arabic accent whenever he left the manor out of uniform.

The press loves it. They love praising Bruce for taking in such poor, unfortunate, culturally diverse (and sexually diverse! - Dick’s pansexuality is well known, and the rest of them didn’t get to stay in the closet very long either) orphan boys.

Bruce looks on with exasperated fondness. Even if he doesn’t know what the hell Dick’s saying 90% of the time.

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instead of good people like mcdonald’s workers and trash collectors and janitors i elect for the scum of society to be academics. i want to live in a world where i can say “Jimmy you don’t wanna grow up to be a dumb ass nerd do you?” like it’s normal.

Or maybe,

Jimmy can grow up in a world where we don’t insult anyone for anything at all. Where things like belittlement will no longer exist.

Maybe that would be better.

Never. Academics are gay freak losers, unlike Janitors, McDonald Workers, and Trash Collectors. Thanks.

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laser-free diet.

y'all need to hear about gerb.

gerb was my high school physics teacher. (gerb is short for mr. gerber.) when we were learning about radiation and whatnot, and we touched on radiation poisoning, gerb decided to tell us a story.

when gerb was in high school, he worked in a supermarket. a cashier. there was this one little old lady, mrs. cassopolis, who was a regular. mrs. cassopolis firmly believed that the lasers used to scan her food items would give her radiation poisoning. they tried to explain that’s not a thing. but old cass wouldn’t hear a word of it.

the employees had to punch in every. last. grocery. item. MANUALLY.

and this woman would buy cartfulls of food every week, like any good grandma trying to feed her five children and eighteen grandchildren every time they come for a Sunday visit. so pretty soon, the employees figured out a strategy to get her on her way and get on with their lives.

one or more employees would distract old cass while the cashier would scan all the items he could as fast as humanly possible while she wasn’t paying attention.

now this supermarket had a rewards program for its most efficient workers. the computer would track how quickly the cashiers scanned items, and how many total they scanned in one day, that kind of thing. so one day, gerb’s boss came to him and said “uh,”

“you scanned three hundred items in six minutes last Tuesday during your shift” and gerb says “i recall” “that’s about four times faster than anything i’ve ever seen” and gerb says “yea ok” “jeremy what happened?”

and gerb says

“i had to save a little old woman from placebo radiation”

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the combination of the song, charlie’s growing insanity, mac having a panic attack, the fact they’d only been working there about a week and the legendary meme made from this scene makes it the most iconic thing to come out of always sunny imo. happy pepe silvia day!

hey quick question why tf is this my most popular post

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