Which one you smashin?
weve gotta genius over here

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Which one you smashin?
weve gotta genius over here
If you find yourself thinking, "maybe the Nazis had the right idea about-" just stop right there. The Nazis had no good ideas. Not about family planning, not about book clubs, not about vacation destinations or housing.
these posts have the same vibes imo 💯
and this tweet as well
this also
Just so you know, whenever we invent yet another fake fandom character, they inadvertently blink into existence, ill-formed and meaningless, only to be trapped within the hellish liminal space created by the zeitgeist of our collective consciousness.
@ prev tags
VERY important addition thank you
a cool thing about tumblr is that when an absolute dog shit dud of a post shows up in my feed i know it's not because of some nebulous algorithm, it's someone's fault and i can find them immediately
gengsta
Pokemon Heritage Post
Think about how much you love the little gay people in your phone. It's nice right?
You are the little gay person in someone else's phone. Peace and love ect.
im also a little gay person in someones phone?
The term and concept of "rent lowering gunshots" has seeped into my mental vocabulary, and I've welcomed it there. Something I'm up to is gross and weird? Good, keeps the rent low. Keeps judgy people out. Post weird shit on your blog, do weird shit to your hair, be as fucky as your heart ever wants to be. If you're not the one making the profit, make yourself unprofitable. The aposematism of brightly coloured creatures is there to warn predators, not friends.
You have no moral obligation to make yourself palatable for those who would consume you.
so my parents speak czech decently, but when they were learning it they were obsessed with the words hedgehog and baby jesus. both words sound similar to each other; "ježek" and "ježíšek" respectively. They used to get them mixed up in their heads all the time. but even after they eventually figured out the difference, as a joke they would still call the baby Jesus a hedgehog. and every time they saw a hedgehog, they would act like it's the most venerable thing in the world and refer to it as the blessed baby Jesus.
my dad pointing to a hedgehog: “ježíšek!!!”
my mom, absolutely fucking going along with it: “little ježíšek !!! beautiful ježíšek!!! who else is worthy of our praise??”
I'm a native czech speaker and I assure you 90% of native czech kids also mix them up and many adults continue with the joke
Same in Poland
music for autistic 12 year olds to feel evil to
I hate this as an ex autistic 12 year old.
This is true though.
they took your autism??!?!!
If you are still in highschool it's so important to be a little too loud and annoying and draw anime or family guy characters in all your class projects because you can. Also love your friends so so much
School art supplies were meant to be wasted on anime boys. Our p.e/health class teacher thought it was sick
"Steve Irwin of Los Espookies" gets me every time.
in sixth grade my homeroom teacher caught this kid stephen saying, “that’s so gay.”
so he told the class that for the rest of the week, anytime you wanted to express something negatively, you could say, “that’s so stephen.”
and it started out as a joke, where even this stephen kid was going around using it, laughing at it, not really caring. it was funny, i guess.
but then one of his friends got a bad mark on a test and said, “that’s so stephen.”
we had a blacktop recess and everyone kept saying, “that’s so stephen.”
and when we got too loud doing groupwork and had to separate and work silently, everyone in the class kept muttering, “that’s so stephen.”
and the weirdest part was that even though it was just a word we were using, even though it had nothing to do with stephen, we all sort of blamed stephen.
and as everyone kept using “that’s so stephen,” all week, you could see stephen himself finding it less and less funny. we played a game called “pamplemousse” in french class and everyone got stephen out right away if they could. someone literally went and found one of stephen’s art projects when nobody else was around and ruined it so he had to start over.
and when my homeroom teacher found out about it, he sat everyone down and told us that it wasn’t okay to say “that’s so stephen” anymore. that the things we’d been blaming him for weren’t his fault and the things we’d been doing to him weren’t fair.
he told us that stephen couldn’t help it that he was stephen. he didn’t choose to be stephen. he was born stephen.
and that’s when it clicked.
we all felt pretty stupid, i think, for sort of falling for it, but i’ll be damned if i’ve ever had a teacher get a lesson across so utterly and completely as mr. bernard did.
it hadn’t even been the full week.