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New Photos: ‘Arrested Development’ Season 4 | Zap2it

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YIMMY'S YAYO™

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so spooked

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Catgun, Illustration of a Woman Shooting Cats From a Futuristic Weapon

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Interior illo, Bloodbowl 2nd Edition. Pete Knifton, 1988.

I think somebody at GW circa 1988 was a Black Countryman…

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Illustrated by Al Parker, circa 1950’s. Parker168 by leifpeng on Flickr.

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I forgot to post this here too sob.

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The Brazilian Treehopper

Yep, it’s a real thing. Google it! That crazy ornament thing on its body isn’t some weird antenna, instead those “balls” are hollow spheres of chitin probably to try and scare away predators. Would you want to chew on that? And those bristles surrounding the spheres are most likely used for some unknown tactile function.

Read more at Why Evolution is True

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Adele forgot to thank Paul F. Tompkins.

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BUUUZZZZZZZ

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Your life is not an episode of Skins. Things will never look quite as good as they do in a faded, sun-drenched Polaroid; your days are not an editorial from Lula. Your life is not a Sofia Coppola movie, or a Chuck Palahniuk novel, or a Charles Bukowski poem. Grace Coddington isn’t your creative director. Bon Iver and Joy Division don’t play softly in the background at appropriate moments. Your hysterical teenage diary isn’t a work of art. Your room probably isn’t Selby material. Your life isn’t a Tumblr screencap. Every word that comes out of your mouth will not be beautiful and poignant, infinitely quotable. Your pain will not be pretty. Crying till you vomit is always shit. You cannot romanticize hurt. Or sadness. Or loneliness. You will have homework, and hangovers and bad hair days. The train being late won’t lead to any fateful encounters, it will make you late. Sometimes your work will suck. Sometimes you will suck. Far too often, everything will suck - and not in a Wes Anderson kind of way. And there is no divine consolation - only the knowledge that we will hopefully experience the full spectrum - and that sometimes, just sometimes, life will feel like a Coppola film.

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