shlep is one of the best yiddish words and we don’t talk about it enough
there’s no other word that specifically means 1) i am going somewhere, 2) it is a long and not very pleasant journey and 3) i am complaining about it
i’m screaming
I don’t think this woman is straight anymore.
Yall are missing the best fucking part
This is my new favourite post on tumblr, bye
Sorry as someone who teaches rhetoric this is a wonderful response to the Paradox of Tolerance. I cannot tell you how many times my students have had debates about this. This is the response. This does indeed fix it. I cannot wait to tell this to my classes now. Philosophically and rhetorically this completely resolved the Paradox of Tolerance and I am floored by its simplicity and angry I never saw it before.
i went to recreate it on the sims
the floorplan
exterior
realized i forgot to screenshot the other side of the room but you get the idea. not a participant of the tradition so i hope its accurate to what one would expect of the babygirlfying of old men room
right behind it is the kitchen, with all the utilities needed for a fast, quick meal made from scratch, dark colored for convience 😍
the abortion room, self explanatory
the vampire lounge, complete with a set of glasses but only murky red wines to drink
world's smallest recreation of the saw bathroom, and the autism room. it doesn't have windows on the floorplan so i took that as a soundproof room to relax in, or to blast the music as loud as you need. it can be redecorated up to the individual's taste. same does not apply to the saw bathroom
and outside, the werewolf transformation patio with all your werewolf will need for a successful night, and the hrt tea/cocktail garden
"romeo should have checked if juliet was really dead"
"orpheus just shouldn't have turned around"
"rose could have made space for jack on that door"
my mom finally bought a toaster
why did this get notes
we’re happy for you
its just a toaster
it’s been three years since i made this post. stop congratulating me on the toaster! stop asking me how the new toaster is doing!! i don’t know!! i haven’t lived with my mom in almost a year! i haven’t seen that toaster in months!! she might even have a new new toaster now!!! who knows!? not me!
@egberts how’s the toaster?
well the 10 year update to this saga is that I don’t talk to my mom and I have my own toaster 👍 don’t let your dreams be dreams
i always remember it being harder than i expect it to be to find video of ramiels screams so heres a little compilation
im glad youre all going above and beyond to get something out of this
Finally, a post made for me
is that a magic wand in your pocket or ius your penis casting spells lol
the second one. ple ase help
HOOOOUUOU
HUGAGH
Love the part in Evil Dead 2 where Jake is being dragged into the cellar and Annie is trying to drag him out by the legs, but even when she's getting hit by a torrent of blood she's still pulling, like
Girl he's soup
I'm watching the behind the scenes, it was 55 gallons of fake blood. Let me reiterate that.
Birds I have seen, according to autocorrect.
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This seems insane, but I can’t exactly call it unhinged.
i got permasuspended on twitter because i said every living united states president should be walked in front of a firing squad so i came onto tumblr to say every living united states president should be walked in front of a firing squad without anyone being stupid about it
wanna hear a wild story? my brother’s history professor is closing in on 80 and basically lives at the university. one night my brother visited him for a meeting, and it came up that my brother was gonna be performing as a court jester at the castle the following day. and his professor busts out: “ah, that reminds me of my youth!”
he then proceeded to tell the tale of when he and his friends went backpacking to greece back in their early 20s. then one day they found themselves completely penniless. so they decided that the only reasonable thing to do was to set up acrobatic shows in skimpy outfits on the beach at day, and then drink up the money at night.
after a week or so they gained some traction, and a gang of young greek men walked up to them like “hey y’all are cool as hell, can we join y’all for drinks tonight?” and my brother’s professor was like “of course! y’all have to wear these revealing outfits and do somersaults with us tho” and the greek gang said “sounds dope. y’all are invited to live with us for however long y’all want.”
anyhow, they proceeded to live like this for the better part of 3 months, doing shows, drinking, and sleeping at the greek gang’s apartment. but after a while they decided enough was enough, and said thank you for everything, but we’re going back to sweden now. and the greeks said “sure! love y’all have a safe trip xx”
half a year later my brother’s professor gets contacted by the greek police. they ask him about the months they spent in greece, and then informs him that their greek friends have been convicted of serial homicide and robbery. that the group of young greek men had joined up with several tourist groups for several years “for drinks”, and then killed and robbed them all, terrorising the beach city for several years. with one exception, of course, because “this one group of swedish acrobats in slutty strongman suits were just ‘so damn nice’”.
and that’s the story of how one swedish history university professor survived sharing a flat with a group of serial killers for several months by performing acrobatics in slutty outfits on the beach. moral of the story? be kind of heart, thicc of ass.







