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The other night husband and I were watching a documentary about the yeti where they were doing DNA analysis of samples of supposed yeti fur, and every one of them came back as bears.

Anyway, the next night we watched a thing about some pig man who is supposed to live in Vermont. People said it had claws and a pig nose but walked upright like a man. Now, I happen to know that sideshows used to shave bears and present them as pig men. So every piece of evidence they gave of this monster sounds to me like a bear with mange.

So now the running joke in our house is that everything is bears. Aliens? Bears. Loch Ness monster? Bear. Every cryptozoological mystery is just a very crafty bear.

Bears. They’re everywhere. Be wary. Anyone or anything could be a bear.

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i think when we used to point out that a story didn't need a sex scene what we meant was "this story reduces its women to mere sex objects and gives them no interiority so the sex scenes are gratuitous and geared towards the male gaze" it wasn't the sex that bothered us per se it was the objectification of female characters while givig them little to no consequence to the overall story but nowadays people mean "sex is icky and gross and has no merit to ever be portrayed in our arts which should be good and pure and never ever make ME feel discomfort" and it's like. i bet a bowl of unfrosted flakes looks real good to you rn

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Air Himbo

Water Himbo

Earth Himbo

Fire Himbo

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My daughter has decided that our cat has to pick her cereal for her in the morning now. Why?? "He knows what I like"

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if you lose your train of thought while talking to someone its because they reloaded the quicksave after killing you midsentence

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Fantastic Four (2005) dir. Tim Story

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I have no strong feelings about Hamilton the musical one way or another, but the sentence "I wasn't aware that was something a person could do" is such a perfect way to precisely express the kind of "not judging, just baffled" response people sometimes inspire in me with their antics and activities.

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Calling it, this is the fucking Information Age Collapse. Bronze Age Collapse 2.0. We have three or so generations of this shit while everything slowly breaks and then in 1k years archaeologists will be unearthing hard drives and cursing us for putting all our information in such shitty, easily degraded media instead of etching it into metal and stone like a sensible civilisation.

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the conflation between "pedophilia" and "child rape" is such a long standing point of linguistic inconvenience and people fucking freak out when you bring it up so no one ever does

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I remember this one time when I was like 15, and I was looking through a photo album of pictures from when my parents were young, in the late 70s or early 80s, back when they first met and before they got married. Just your average album full of pictures of regular university students of the era, doing their thing, but one picture caught my attention and I had to pause to look at it.

It was taken at a disco or a house party I guess, the room was dark with figures of dancing people in the background, but the focus was on one specific person at the front. A delicate, almost fragile-looking blonde with those round comically big 70s eyeglasses, swinging around to look at the camera with long, gently curly, almost-white pale blonde hair flying in the air in sharp contrast against the dark background, eyes wide, startled by the camera flash like a deer in the headlights of an oncoming car. There was something weirdly compelling about it, almost haunting.

I gently pulled the picture from its spot on the page and showed it to my mom, and I asked "who is she?"

She took one glance at the photo and said "that's your dad."

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You can teleport one (1) single individual live seagull into any time or place in history. Where would you choose to put it to best fuck with peoples' heads and cause as much confusion as possible?

I'd pick Tutankhamun's tomb, just behind the sealed door, 30 seconds before the seal is broken and the tomb is opened. Imagine throwing that into the curse myth - just as these people are about to crack open the greatest cold one in history, knowing that this is what they'll be known for from hereon, they open the door that must not be opened, and out scatters a frantic, deeply baffled bird, entirely healthy and intact, fluttering away never to be seen again, with no apparent way of how it got in.

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sorry but someone assuming you have "left a fandom" when you don't post about it a lot anymore feels like bilbo coming home to the sackville bagginses having him presumed dead and selling all his stuff. girl i was just on a little quest????

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Like to charge reblog to cast

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Not socialist in a “I won’t have to work” type of way but socialist in a “I’ll still be working but I won’t be worried I won’t make the rent” type of way. In a “billions won’t be hoarded by one person” type of way. In a “janitors, fast-food workers, child care workers, preschool teachers, hotel clerks, personal care and home health aides, and grocery store cashiers, will live comfortably” type of way. In a “the sick and elderly will be cared for” type of way. In a “no child should work” type of way.