“imagine i had i bowl of skittles and three of them could kill you-”
Just tell me to fuck off and die already, I know you want to.
people today with access to more raw information than any other period: the earth is flat
german artilleryman in 1916, who barely washes his own ass: I need to account for the curvature and rotation of the earth when plotting my firing plans
Eratosthenes, an Egyptian, in 3750 BC when fucking mammoths hadn’t even gone extinct yet: Oh hey I can use these two obelisks to calculate the earth’s entire circumference based on the length of their shadows and the Earth’s curvature. Neat.
*strokes my laptop camera three times until the fbi agent comes out in a cloud of smoke*
me: hi! how many wishes do I get? :)
fbi agent: what in god’s name did you just do to me
jim kirk: *has idea*
jim kirk: *takes breath*
*muffled crashes heard throughout the enterprise, quickly getting louder, concluding with the appearance of a figure in the doorway*
leonard mccoy: no
lets have phone sex over walkie talkies
“I’ll make you moan, over”
“bend over” “bend what? over”
teacher: go ahead and introduce yourselves student: my name is “michael” with a “b”, and i’ve been afraid of insects my entire— teacher:stop stop stop. where? student: hm? teacher:where’s the “b” ?? student: (voice shaking) THERES A BEE???
if i was a skeleton i would just say “that really rattles my bones” in response to literally everything


