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Salad

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mario and his three weed smoking girlfriends

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stating to think there’s an inverse correlation between how good media is and how easily fandomizable it is 😁

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the legally blonde mentality isnt just for law students. u can bring that attitude with you into every field of work. be the whimsical force of positive change. wear that neon outfit. snaps for us all.

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Dog days of August days 16-19

16 - Berger Picard 17 - Boerboel 18 - Briard 19 - Rajapalayam

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When I was in elementary school I had a project where I had to make some kind of diorama.

My diorama called for mud, but there was only one problem. It hadn’t rained in ages! There was no mud to be found! I was mudless, dry, bereft.

I walked the confines of the farm in search of my quest, and lo, I found it! Mud! It wasn’t much, but it was mine, and my diorama could progress.

My mom came home later that day and checked in.

“What is this?” She sounded unhappy.

“It’s my diorama!”

“Where did you get this?”

“From the horse pastures! It was hard to find mud, but there was some out there.”

My mother regarded me, her offspring, like I was an alien creature new to this planet. “….Why on earth would you get mud from the horse pasture? It’s dirty!”

“It’s dirt,” I confirmed in perplexity.

“You should have taken dirt from the front yard and added water!”

I was scandalized. Those were the ingredients for mud but to play god by synthesizing mud from what was previously only dirt and water was cheating. I could not adequately convey this to my outraged mother.

But as an adult I look back on this and think, that woman came home, tired from a full day of work, and found her kid elbows deep in a horseshit diorama. Perhaps a little frustration was permissible.

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not to be a nerd but it’s so crazy how he (Bernini) really did that from cold hard stone……. truly a spectacle, truly breathtaking, an honor to behold

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people on reddit have some bizarrely specific skills. someone can post a blurry photo and say "what bug is this? :( I found this in the garden, is it part of a moth?" and a guy will just roll up like "that's not a bug, that's the corner of page 12 of the june 1987 issue of marie claire magazine" and you know what? most of the time, he's even right

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growing up by the coast means that instead of crows on your roof you get seagulls and it honestly feels much more threatening

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ok guys am i stupid for feeling like folding chairs were a modern thing? i saw this folding chair from the 16th century in the ming dynasty and it's blowing my mind

not that they'd be difficult to manufacture im sure they could've made one a thousand years ago, thinking about it now. it's just like, in my dumb lizard brain you'd never invent the folding chair without first inventing the enormous auditorium conference hall for mediocre businessmen yk

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studying ancient history will have you thinking stuff like The 18th century was basically yesterday

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there's been plenty of pushback against youtube's plan to age-check users by using an AI to analyze everyone's watching habits, but amidst that, i spotted this playlist circulating among some teens:

(picture is a reconstruction to protect the kids identity)

interesting! they're trying to trick the AI by watching videos that have a primarily adult viewer demographic? well im a curious fella so naturally i have to take a look-see, and

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big fan of being able to go back in a reblog chain and rb a version of a post without the additional comments you don't find funny. but it also feels like lowkey snubbing the person who put it on your dash. like sorry boss im trimming the fat here. your tastes are not quite good enough. die.

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