nickyrads:

leander-ligo:

lordthundercox:

Yes, it does.

Guys get morning wood because our bladders fill up during the night and begin to press against our prostate, causing arousal. Our dicks don’t just feel the sun coming up and think “My time has come”

I’m dying

(Source: iraffiruse)

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alphascum:

THIS VIDEO IS CRUCIAL FOR MY EXISTENCE 

MAAAARRRRRNIIIIIEEEE

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beatonna:

discardingimages:

butt-licking cat
see original here
Book of Hours, Lyon, ca. 1505-1510.
Lyon, BM, Ms 6881, fol. 30r

Come for the butt licking cat, stay for all else.  Follow Discarding Images, you will enjoy.

beatonna:

discardingimages:

butt-licking cat

see original here

Book of Hours, Lyon, ca. 1505-1510.

Lyon, BM, Ms 6881, fol. 30r

Come for the butt licking cat, stay for all else.  Follow Discarding Images, you will enjoy.

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sithisofficial:

lenasai:

artigosaurus:

queen-of-dork:

i-am-a-cat-eins-zwei-drei:

debisanacronym1:

WHY ARE NONE OF YOU FUCKERS FLIPPING SHIT?!?

NASA HAS DECLARED PLUTO A PLANET AGAIN

IT HAS MOONS!!!!! IT HAS MOONS!!!!!!!

WHAT. WHAT! PLUTO YOU FUCKING DID IT!

VIVA LA PLUTO, YOU DID IT!!!

VIVA LA PLUTO MOTHERFUCKERS!!!!

V I V A L A P L U T O

NASA HAS NO JURISDICTION HERE

IF PLUTO WANTED TO BE A PLANET, IT SHOULD’VE GOTTEN ITS ORBIT IN LINE WITH THE OTHER PLANETS AND ACQUIRED MORE MASS.

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I get that things like ‘company cheers’ and singing when you get tipped and stuff are supposed to ~boost morale~ but for most workers I think it’s probably pretty fucking demeaning.

spacemutants said: So Hank, what's the deal with Pluto right now? Is it a planet or not?

edwardspoonhands:

Pluto is not a planet. The IAU (in my book) gets to decide what the definition of a planet is because there has to be a definition and they are by far the most qualified body to define it. 

Pluto does not meet that definition, and thus should not be considered a planet. I agree with their definition, but even if I didn’t I would submit to it because I am not an expert. 

Recently, three people sat in a room and argued about whether pluto was a planet. The audience then voted…and they voted that Pluto was a planet. That, of course, means nothing. If you want random groups of people to define scientific terms…it’s going to be hard to get any actual science done. 

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frightened:

do you know how boring october is in a country that doesn’t do halloween?

should i send you some halloween in a box? :D

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audiodrops said: Ah! I saw the post you reblogged and I feel like I should let you know that that opinion of Day of the Dead is pretty divisive from what I understand? It's usually considered a happy celebration and while, yes, you do put up altars for your dead loved ones, the overall atmosphere of the holiday is a celebration of life and joy. I grew up an hour and a half's drive north of the border and so surrounded by Mexican culture for twenty years (though I am myself ethnically not Mexican) - All of my

frightened:

Mexican friends have expressed that they’re kind of baffled by the attitude that it’s a solemn event and disagree that other people shouldn’t participate - For many of them it literally was a ‘paint your face and get candy’ holiday. Obviously this doesn’t mean that the opinions of people within their group who disagree are wrong! But I thought I’d share that perspective as someone who grew up surrounded by the culture.

that’s fair - i know people who feel similarly about purim, for instance, so i don’t doubt it - but i think things like this come down to respect.  for most people here that i’ve known, they just painted their faces as sugar skulls so they could look spoopy and exotic all at once, without any understanding of where it comes from and its duality as a joyous/solemn symbol, and that’s what we’re talking about.

that absolutely makes a lot of sense!

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The minute I order lunch I’m like WHERE’S MY BURRITO

WHERE’S MY BURRITO