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The legend of King Arthur predates thinking

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Who else up thinking about bjj black belt craig jones saying You can give anyone steroids. Despite our best efforts we are yet to give anyone autism.

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my dad has this crazy ass huge camera lens so we went out during the eclipse last night and got maybe one of my favorite photos i’ve ever had a hand in taking

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its fucking snowing outside i've never seen snow in my life what is this shit

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people get soooo mad when you take control of the amulet its honestly sad

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Rings of Saturn Machado Leao

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These posts are cousins to me.

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before 2023 end anyone wanna tell me if they're the thing

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Cover design for 'Grand Rituals'

Mark Jarrell

markjarrellart.com

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crowd of the damned

Pamplona Bible, Navarre 1197

Amiens, Bibliothèque municipale, ms. 108, fol. 254r

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happy winona ryder season to those who celebrate it

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Science Fiction Hall of Fame anthology cover (1973) by Bruce Pennington. Image from Ultraterranium: The Paintings of Bruce Pennington (1991)

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19 Sep 24

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"Where do I stand on the -- on the WHAT? The "Transgender Question"? Well for one thing, sir, I recall the last few usages of that particular phraseology. A group of millions is not a question -- I have not yet finished speaking -- not a question, but a demographic."

"The Romans had their castrated priestesses, the Hindus their Hijras, but my god, let us take to the barricades because Uncle Al came to Thanksgiving in a skirt and pantyhose! It's the province of rubes. Hayseed reactionaries and the worst effluvia of America's suburban colon."

"And Chapelle! My god, Chapelle. Embarrassing as only a true great can become in his declining years -- I speak here with complete self-awareness; kindly hold your barbs -- as he tires of innovation and falls back into the soporific cushion of the lowest common denominator!"

"One joke stretched until you can hear its joints popping like some poor bastard broken on the rack. "Oh my car has pronouns, I identify as a bird, I'm trans-Chinese." The laziness of it -- shameful. You should see the transgendered roast themselves; there's true scorched earth."