Every day, I come home to this guy doing something stupid. Today is no different than any other day.
this worked out perfectly
thinkofmewhenuforgetyourseatbelt
“We live. We die. And in between, we garden.”
So beautiful.
papawolfie
:’s shit….
SCROLLING THROUGH THIS WAS LIKE WATCHING THE FIRST FIVE MINUTES OF UP
hypersexualfangirl
file this under the shit-load of under appreciated people who you never learn about in school
fanboy-trav
By fucking hand, bro.
you always hear about the first man on the moon but never this
rayhudson
THEY LITERALLY HANG THEM UP TO DRY IN CRYING OH MY GOD
WHY IS THIS NOT MY JOB?!?!
THE NOISE
Narrator: Wednesday is bath day. Itty bitty baby sloth: [getting washed] *squeeks* Narrator: [as nurses dip baby into red bucket of green water] While the juniors are getting their shampoo and rinse the sanctuary staff already have their hands full with the beauty regime. Nurse 1: The first part is to shampoo them, to get the regular dirt off. And then we rub the leaves and the tea we’ve made into their hair and skin. Narrator: [as sloth is being leaf rubbed] This organic concoction keeps the baby clean, fresh and parasite free! Nurse 1: [shaking water off hands] And we like to drip dry them awhile before we… blot them, with the towel. Narrator: With sloths there’s no need for clothespins. Nurse 1: [proudly] there you go, good boy. Drying sloth: *squeeks at nurses washing another sloth* Nurse 1: They sorta look like puffballs by the time they’re done drying. Sloth from before: Bah! @captioned-vines
Break a prop? Just put it back and walk away… ha ha!!
charleneeeeeee
Emma’s reaction though
oceanaroll
Sometimes it freaks me out how much like their characters they are. Emma’s very concerned, Dan saves the day, Rupert laughs.
I’m never not reblogging this. They’re just so damn cute…
fruitsaladchewits-deactivated20
For your satisfaction.
skinnyniggaballin
how the fuck
this is so fucking pleasing
23 Emotions people feel, but can’t explain
- Sonder: The realization that each passerby has a life as vivid and complex as your own.
- Opia: The ambiguous intensity of Looking someone in the eye, which can feel simultaneously invasive and vulnerable.
- Monachopsis: The subtle but persistent feeling of being out of place.
- Énouement: The bittersweetness of having arrived in the future, seeing how things turn out, but not being able to tell your past self.
- Vellichor: The strange wistfulness of used bookshops.
- Rubatosis: The unsettling awareness of your own heartbeat.
- Kenopsia: The eerie, forlorn atmosphere of a place that is usually bustling with people but is now abandoned and quiet.
- Mauerbauertraurigkeit: The inexplicable urge to push people away, even close friends who you really like.
- Jouska: A hypothetical conversation that you compulsively play out in your head.
- Chrysalism: The amniotic tranquility of being indoors during a thunderstorm.
- Vemödalen: The frustration of photographic something amazing when thousands of identical photos already exist.
- Anecdoche: A conversation in which everyone is talking, but nobody is listening
- Ellipsism: A sadness that you’ll never be able to know how history will turn out.
- Kuebiko: A state of exhaustion inspired by acts of senseless violence.
- Lachesism: The desire to be struck by disaster – to survive a plane crash, or to lose everything in a fire.
- Exulansis: The tendency to give up trying to talk about an experience because people are unable to relate to it.
- Adronitis: Frustration with how long it takes to get to know someone.
- Rückkehrunruhe: The feeling of returning home after an immersive trip only to find it fading rapidly from your awareness.
- Nodus Tollens: The realization that the plot of your life doesn’t make sense to you anymore.
- Onism: The frustration of being stuck in just one body, that inhabits only one place at a time.
- Liberosis: The desire to care less about things.
- Altschmerz: Weariness with the same old issues that you’ve always had – the same boring flaws and anxieties that you’ve been gnawing on for years.
- Occhiolism: The awareness of the smallness of your perspective.
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they don’t make em like this anymore
