I get that being frozen for 100 years is a tough thing to go through but honestly Aang should have used it for comedy more
Katara: wow so this is Omashu
Aang: back in my day it was called weed city
Sokka: I’m… pretty sure it wasn’t
Aang: that’s what the fire nation wants you to think
Bumi, the second they arrive: welcome to weed city
Sokka: what the fuck
can we get this post to 420,000 notes
They say you die three times, first when the body dies, second, when your body enters the grave, and third, when your name is spoken for the last time. You were a normal person in life, but hundreds of years later, you still haven’t had your “third” death. You decide to find out why.
You sold some shitty copper, man, I don’t know what to tell you
I think of this twitter interaction at least 6 times a day. do you remember how we used to run?
Actual roman epitaph for a dog
humans are the same
I’ve seen this one doing the rounds a few times (and it makes me cry every time I see it), but was curious about the original Latin text, so I did some digging: it’s a shortened version of CIL 10, 00659, a tombstone from Salernum (modern Salerno, Italy). (source; CIL is the Corpus Inscriptionum Latinarum).
Portaui lacrimis madidus te, nostra catella,
Quod feci lustris laetior ante tribus.
Ergo mihi, Patrice, iam non dabis oscula mille
Nec poteris collo grata cubare meo.
Tristis marmorea posui te sede merentem
Et iunxi semper manib(us) ipse meis
Morib(us) argutis hominem simulare paratam,
Perdidimus quales hei mihi delicias.
Tu, dulcis Patrice, nostras attingere mensas
Consueras, gremio poscere blanda cibos,
Lambere tu calicem lingua rapiente solebas,
Quem tibi saepe meae sustinuere manus,
Accipere et lassum cauda gaudente frequenter
And here’s my translation:
Wet with tears I have carried you, our little (female) dog, just as I did in happier times fifteen years earlier (lit. “three periods of five years). For myself, Patrice, now you will not give me a thousand kisses nor will you be able to lie lovingly around/against my neck. I have sorrowfully placed you, merit-worthy, in a marble tomb and I have joined you always to myself in death, as by your cleverness you matched a human. Alas, we lost such pleasures for myself! You, sweet Patrice, were accustomed to join us at our table, to beg charmingly for food (while sitting in our) laps. You were in the habit of greedily licking our cups with your tongue, which my hands often held for you. Frequently and joyfully (you) receive a weary one with your (wagging) tail...
tl;dr: this dog was named Patrice and was very, very loved. (another translation with some glossing of the text.)
Someone was just telling me how the real reason people hate pineapple pizza is probably that most restaurants just sprinkle the pizza with blocky wet pineapple chunks when the original style recipe called for paper thin slices that quickly caramelize in the oven, giving the pizza a gooey sweetness that blends smoothly into the tangier acidity of the tomatoes. They are after all both fruit.
And I actually did like pineapple on pizza, but I only ever had it served to me as the chunks, and NOW that looks gross in comparison to that description.
Montyy
We need like “unclench your jaw” posts but for eye strain. Like
Go look at something 20ft away for 20 seconds.
take off your glasses if you wear them for 20 seconds
Recommended by my optometrist
Look at something 20 feet away, then 10, then 5, then one, then if you can your nose.
Repeat twice, then again without glasses.
Face forward look out of the corner of your eye. As far as you can look. Slowly move to the other corner. Repeat twice.
Look down as far as you can. Slowly look up. Repeat twice.
Roll eyes twice.
Close eyes for five minutes.
I do this every day usually at my halfway point. My migraines went away. My vision go better. Honestly stretching my eyes as she put it feels great too.
Every bugsnax character is a horrible person and singling out Wiggle is really weird. Send post
Would the Narrator still love Stanley if he was a worm 🥺?
If Narrator knows some slang, does Curator know any? I can imagine she wonders why humans are so weird.....
WAIT IS THAT YOUR TIMEKEEPER (SETTINGS PERSON) DESIGN??? I LOVE THEM???
432 doesn't get appreciated enough, I love them,,, I wanna hug them so baaaadd sdhhsjajrhja
I ask the Narrator gets one kiss from something. May it be a small peck from a cat. Or some office worker idk. I'm not picky
I want to give Stanley a bouquet of flowers but it's the ones that spray water
(Then I'll apologize later with some actual flowers)
((AND I WILL TAKE THAT COMPLIMENT WAR! YOU'LL NEVER BEAT ME))