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EAT THE FUCKING WHEEL

what episode was this from? i dont remember this

Yaovi Mawuli, a high schooler from North Carolina, noticed that a fellow classmate of his had sneakers that were very worn down when other kids in the class made fun of them.  In the spirit of the season, Yaovi laced his classmate with a pair of “Concord” Air Jordan 11 lows to “help a brother out” as he stated in a Facebook message.

These are the righteous acts that need to be shown to the world….we need more people like this.

“How do I present i to him without him feeling like I feel sorry for him?” i am crying, he even worried about his classmate reaction and how to make a smooth move instead of try to act like a saviour. This is the type of actions and love we need

AWWWWWWWWW

what the fuck ethan

I wish i had a context for this. But I really dont.

I was all ready to “um, actually” this, but, um, actually there’s about 3-4 grams of iron in a person, which x400 is 1.2-1.6kg, which is a smallish but not unreasonable sword. So. Math checks out.

How would you extract the iron, though? The more practical solution would be to kill a mere hundred men, then mix 1 part blood with 3 parts standard molten iron, imo. Cheaper and faster, while still retaining the edge that only evil magic can give you.

Or, you could just make the sword of iron, and then use the blood to temper the blade.

1.2 to 1.6 kilograms is a perfectly reasonable large sword.  Your average longsword was 1.1–1.8 kg and I don’t even remember if that’s including the weight of the hilt, guard, and pommel or just the blade.  Your more classic “knight sword” was a mere 1.1 kilograms on average; the blood of 400 men is more than enough.

This is using the comparatively crappy metallurgy of medieval Europe and their meh iron swords.  Move east to, say, contemporary Iran and make a scimitar using high carbon steel (~2%) for a .75 kilogram blade and you only need the blood of about 225 men.

So putting my thoughts in on this… because how could I not.

So you’ve exsanguinated your 400 guys to get the iron for your sword. Cool. But now you have 400 bodies lying around.

Why not put those to good use and cremate them. Use the carbon from those 400 bodies (you won’t need all of them) and now you can make a nice mid-high carbon steel sword.

Now you have a sword forged with the blood of your enemies AND strengthened with their bones.

“high fantasy math” - the tag I should have expected to write some day.

I’m so proud of everyone in this post

phil’s ultimate master plan is to make a donut dan 

One of the best mom moments in TV history. I wish more parents knew how important it is to validate their children’s feelings.

What this is so beautiful

Marge tried real fucking hard sometimes.

Marge tried real fucking hard all the time

Quack attack. “おはようございます。コールダックたちの朝の出勤風景です”

If Animals Could Talk

rip santa.

Working in Retail in under 3 minutes

i had to watch this like 5 times because of no captions but lmao if someone makes a transcript for this it would be bomb

transcript: “So we have these Santas at work, right, okay? We have black and we have white Santas. And they’re like creepy, five-foot tall, lifelike animatronic… like, Santas that hold plates of cookies and milk, and they kinda look like they could wake up and come to life and murder you in your sleep– and they don’t include batteries, but we have these Santas. Like nothing screams ‘festive holiday cheer’ like a big, hulking Santa. Um. Nothin’ will jingle your jangles more. So, um, this woman comes in and she’s like, “Do you have these?” and I’m like, “Oh my god, yeah!” So a couple weeks ago we sold out of our white Santas, and we are down to like, three black Santas. And so, I take her to the aisle, I show her the Santas, and the first thing out of her mouth is, “I’m not racist, but…” and I’m like, well, I can’t– I’m not in the position to decide if you are or not, but if like– if I could use context clues and infer, uh, I would say maybe that you might be. And three, we’re talking about Santa. Like– (stuttering) did we switch subjects? And so, um, I’m in like, I– the next thing that pops out of her mouth is like, “This is not right.” and I’m like, okay, I’m sorry, but this is what the picture was. And she’s like, “No. Santa is white.” And I’m like, oh no, okay. Okay. So I’m in– I’m about to tell her, I’m like, mid-sentence, like, “I’m sorry, do you want me to go call another store, do you need me to, like, write you a raincheck just in case we we get any more.” And she’s like, “This is wrong, I want them taken down.” She interrupts me, says that, and I’m like, (pause). I like, look around, and I’m like, is she talking to me? Is this, like, my own, like, personal hell? But like, of course it is. So, um, I’m like, “I can’t take these Santas down.” And she’s like, “Why not?!” And I’m like, “You either have to buy them, or take them down yourself.” And that was like, the stupidest thing I could have ever said, because– (sighs) she takes this bag, with like, Jesus’s face, like, slammed right in the middle as a design– it’s big– she takes it off her shoulder, and starts beating these black Santas! She starts beating these Santas down, they were like, falling down… and I’m like, oh my god! What– what is happening? So like, I step in the middle of her and these Santas and I’m like, “Ma’am, ma’am, you need to leave, you need to stop, or I’m going to have to call someone.” So she like, stops, and she’s like, beet red, and like, huffin’ and puffin’, and she like, looks at me and I can tell she’s just trying to get like, a one-liner in, and she’s like, “The Santa I know is white.” And then she walks away. And I’m like, well– I’m processing what’s happening, while also thinking, like, the Santa you know? Santa’s not real. So unless you’re using an ouija board to contact good old Kris Kringle, um, from like, B.C. or whenever, I’m like, that’s pretty impressive, but how ya doin’ that. And, um, I– the last thought that ran through my mind is that, I’m like, I would hate to be in the room with her when she finds out that Jesus is not white.”

God bless you Elan, you are my hero.

who the fuck genuinely enjoys the taste of sour candy who the fuck says “im going to eat this sugary sweet coated in pain salt and im gonna fucking like it”

Me.

Feed Me The Pain Salt

People Who Take Instructions Too Literally.

I love the kid that named the rectangle Tedison

ok but that alphabatical order one - what that kid did was way harder than the original task and demonstrated the same skills so i hope they got a goddamn A+

Have some faith in humanity!

THE LAST ONE.

I reblogged so fast for the last one.

I’ve seen many cruelties in this world, but those are small in comparison to the kind light shown by many. This makes me cry because it shows there is hope for this world.

i drew this little friend and i dont know what he is but i love him

Don’t worry, friends. Little guy is ok.

he doesnt have arms to drink that tea that is a threat in disguise

goodbye small fucker

LEAVE HIM ALONE

I’m going to help train our friend, I won’t stand to see him take this abuse any longer

We’re taking it a bit slow because he’s still recovering, but his training is coming along nicely! You can do it, little guy!

looks like all that training is starting to pay off

I will resurrect many time with more strangth.

Revenge is sweet.

goodbye small fucker

I always love these because you get to see so many different art styles but holy fuck guys someone needs to get him a spikey hat or knights armour covered in razor blades

I love how every time I see this there’s a new addition

The saga continues

…You IDIOTS.

The only version I will ever reblog is this one

Flowey no

I’m so mad because this worked

ROGER HELP ME

I’m crying I think I want a sloth now

This is actually something sloths love to do…There are a lot of them in my home town in Brazil and kids give them fruit in exchange for hugs

😭😭😭😭😭

I WANT A SLOTH HUG!!!

“I’m pullin up on you, nigga.”

aw! the sloth’s face was like “friend? friend!”

I WOULD CRY

PRECIOUS LAZY BABY LOOK AT THE BEAUTIFUL SLEEP-PUPPER™

i hate when old people say tattoos are a waste of money like debra you have an entire cabinet dedicated to expensive plates nobody is allowed to use

FUKCING

How to get into college in 1983: get good grades

How to get into college in 2013: get good grades, speak six languages, be a rocket scientist, and end world hunger

How to pay for college 1983: Work part time and summers. Maybe take out minimal loans. 

How to pay for college 2013: Which of your organs is the most valuable? 

What to do with your degree in 1983: work in your field What to do with your degree in 2013: cry

This

How college students were viewed in 1983: hardworking and passionate

How college students are viewed in 2015: lazy and unambitious

THIS