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@mirabiliavitae

Clouded just like my hue

So I have a question for my followers: are there any conspiracy theories you’re 100% convinced are real

Canadian prime minister Justing Trudeau is the illegitimate son of the late Cuban dictator Fidel Castro

Search your feelings, you know it to be true.

Castro with Treudeau’s parents

holding Justin’s older brother as a baby

Supposed parents are both white, yet Justin has Brown nipples

See, the nipples angle is just not something I would’ve thought to pursue

1000$ says his brother, who actually looks like his father Pierre, has pink nipples.

Do we have a picture of Fidel’s nipples? My searches have yielded fakes and forgeries.

The FBI agent watching me is about to be very concerned.. *opens Google and starts typing*

Fidel Castro’s Nipples

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Apparently the nipples thing is because “white people don’t have brown nipples”. Um. Sounds like SOMEONE needs to go to the beach.

Tumblr has revoked my white card because of my nipples of colour

Tumblr has revoked

my white card because of my

nipples of colour

Beep boop! I look for accidental haiku posts. Sometimes I mess up.

I’m so glad you’re back little dude

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Neko atsume Valentine’s Day cards for Katsucon!

At request here are the individual cards!

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As well with other ideas…

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@pepe-princess Made the Glunkus and Hobo sprites, all others I got from Google so I’m not all too sure if they were taken from the game or fan made. Sorry.

when i was a child i asked my grandad (who has a thick yorkshire accent) why he sometimes misses letters out of words and words out of sentences and he told me its because they had to ration letters during the war

Glow up of the century: Phannies going from a bunch of weird, invasive, offensive 13 year old stalkers to a group of old lesbians who just want to manifest peace and respect and to see our boys be happy

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1944 - Snowball the cat tries to take over a machine gun in Normandy so she can shoot some Nazis herself.

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Blessed post. Good kitty

i want someone to read that headline in an old timey reporter voice

Okay fun fact: cats were actively deployed to trenches and ships to help deal with rodent infestations in both world wars, and they had the curb cutter effect of keeping the men’s spirits high.

One cat, Simon, was given the rank “Able Seacat Simon” after dutifully killing rats and mice that were destroying the HMS Amethyst’s food supplies. The ship had come under fire during the Chinese civil war and many of its crewmen had died. The cat had been gravely injured, too, but he picked out the shrapnel himself – seriously – and went straight to killing the rodents that were overrunning the ship. He unfortunately passed from his injuries two weeks before he was scheduled to receive the Dickin Medal. To this day, he is the only cat to receive this award.

Here’s another WW1 trenchcat, who would have been ratter, mouser, companion and gas warning - not AFAIK by dying, like a canary, but since cats reacted to the smell of gas long before it was strong enough for humans to notice, the troops had a bit more time to get their masks on, and the cats went into gasproof boxes.

Meanwhile, somewhere on the other side of No Man’s Land…

Meet Percy, mascot of HMLS (D20) “Daphne” with Lt Drader. Both survived the War, and Percy retired to live out his peacetime life in the Drader family home.

(Here’s a video clip; given how noisy, hot and smelly early tanks were, Percy seems remarkably unfazed.) 

A US Army tank cat, Mustard of the 321st, with a Renault FT light tank and its driver Sgt Postal…

A Royal Artillery kitten (the battery mascot)…

Pincher of HMS Vindex on what looks like a Sopwith Pup scout…

Togo, ship’s cat of HMS Dreadnought (though I’ve also seen “HMS Irresistible”)…

Ship’s cat of HMS Queen Elizabeth atop 15″ main battery…

And speaking of big ships and big guns…

“Make nice all you like, Human. I despise you. I wanted a billet on a battleship, not this tinpot destroyer…” (Ching, of HMAS Swan.)

incomplete list of iconic things graham chapman did

  • apparently he was completely silent during writing sessions but when he did speak it would totally shift the sketches into hilarity (like it was his idea to make the faulty item a dead parrot instead of an appliance)
  • was the best straight man (Stop Being Silly Colonel, King Arthur, and Brian) and amplified comedy by not being silly and offering a great contrast
  • was a qualified doctor, and often served as the set physician when Python was filming to save money and took it 100% seriously
  • suffered from alcoholism but beat it in order to play Brian and was ten years sober the years before he died
  • asked to play God in Meaning of Life because he was frustrated at the Church of England for refusing to marry him and his partner David Sherlock
  • apparently when he was invited to speak at the Oxford Union, he showed up dressed as a carrot, stood in silence for ten minutes and then left.
  • openly gay since the early 70s, which is super badass 
  • was in an Iron Maiden music video (“Can I play with madness”)
  • when the pythons were denied entrance to a concentration camp museum, he shouted “tell them we’re Jewish!” and they were let in
  • was a mountaineer, and did his own stunts for the sketch where he dangled from a wire
  • according to Cleese he “just adored bad taste”
  • even after dying in 1989, the Pythons make sure he’s still a feature in all of their performances

Today I shut my cat in the fridge.

Okay, so here’s the deal.  Tali loves the fridge.  I don’t know why, but every single time we open it, she bolts for it and jumps in.  She crawls into the back of the fridge and nestles int the smallest little corner she can.  Now naturally, my biggest fear has been that I’ll close the fridge without knowing she’s in there.  And of course, today I went to go grab my Brita filter to pour myself some water.  I wasn’t really watching the fridge, and I just opened and closed it really quickly to put the Brita back while I was looking somewhere else.  And then I looked around and realized that Tali had been in the kitchen, and now she was nowhere in sight.  So immediately, I throw open the fridge door, and there is is, hanging out in the back, content as can be.

Fridge cat just got weirder.  Today Tali got into the bathroom while I was showering, which of course made me a little nervous.  I didn’t want her to freak out and hurt herself or go on a scratching spree.  But evidently she loves water, so she jumped in and just splashed around for a while and got back out.  But then she kept whining to get back in, so my boyfriend put a cooler down so she could get in and out with ease, which she took great advantage of.  She’s soaking wet now, and very content.  

I told Tali she was famous.  She and her stuffed husky celebrated.

This is the kind of content I joined for

Can Tali and I hang out sometime

“In 1984, when Ruth Coker Burks was 25 and a young mother living in Arkansas, she would often visit a hospital to care for a friend with cancer.

During one visit, Ruth noticed the nurses would draw straws, afraid to go into one room, its door sealed by a big red bag. She asked why and the nurses told her the patient had AIDS.

On a repeat visit, and seeing the big red bag on the door, Ruth decided to disregard the warnings and sneaked into the room.

In the bed was a skeletal young man, who told Ruth he wanted to see his mother before he died. She left the room and told the nurses, who said, “Honey, his mother’s not coming. He’s been here six weeks. Nobody’s coming!”

Ruth called his mother anyway, who refused to come visit her son, who she described as a “sinner” and already dead to her, and that she wouldn’t even claim his body when he died.

“I went back in his room and when I walked in, he said, “Oh, momma. I knew you’d come”, and then he lifted his hand. And what was I going to do? So I took his hand. I said, “I’m here, honey. I’m here”, Ruth later recounted.

Ruth pulled a chair to his bedside, talked to him

and held his hand until he died 13 hours later.

After finally finding a funeral home that would his body, and paying for the cremation out of her own savings, Ruth buried his ashes on her family’s large plot.

After this first encounter, Ruth cared for other patients. She would take them to appointments, obtain medications, apply for assistance, and even kept supplies of AIDS medications on hand, as some pharmacies would not carry them.

Ruth’s work soon became well known in the city and she received financial assistance from gay bars, “They would twirl up a drag show on Saturday night and here’d come the money. That’s how we’d buy medicine, that’s how we’d pay rent. If it hadn’t been for the drag queens, I don’t know what we would have done”, Ruth said.

Over the next 30 years, Ruth cared for over 1,000 people and buried more than 40 on her family’s plot most of whom were gay men whose families would not claim their ashes.

For this, Ruth has been nicknamed the ‘Cemetery Angel’.”— by Ra-Ey Saley

She’s 60 now, she’s still doing activist and advocacy work, and working on a memoir.

wlw obsessing over mlm ships because there are barely any women in media for them to ship together is NOT the same as straight women obsessing over mlm ships because they think it’s hot send tweet

and mlm liking wlw ships bc gay relationships are to be treasured is NOT the same as straight guys thinking lesbians are hot to watch

it’s called solidarity bitches! im thrilled about all sorts of queer rep because even if it’s not for me specifically it’s good for the community as a whole and that’s fucking cool