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love the variety of animal that I like to call “the sneefers”

^ the sneefers

DON'T FORGET THE BLACK AND RUFOUS ELEPHANT SHREW

i startled her…

All my homies love boobs and hate the government

Reblog if you were born in the 1900's.

behold my sinister potion

Nah that's a mana potion, nothing sinister about it!

why don't you take a sip to find out 😈

Don't mind if I do!

+20 Mana

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honey is the only food product that never spoils. there are pots of honey that are over five thousand years old and still completely edible

i also want to point out we know it tastes the same even after thousands of years b/c archaeologists who discovered two thousand year old honey tasted it. presumably right after they looked at each other and went “what the hell here goes nothing”

I’m pretty sure they also identify human remains by taste. Archaeologists are straight up freaks.

No, no no… you identify bone from rock or other substances by touching it to your tongue. If it sticks, it’s bone. The taste itself has nothing to do with it. And most archaeologists won’t lick human bones if they know they’re human.

…and I realize that doesn’t actually do much to prove archaeologists aren’t freaks.

mai nam is jane and wen i dig i fynde some roks both smol and big i put my tung upon the stone for science yes i lik the bone

I’m sitting with a bunch of archaeologists and we just laughed so hard we CRIED we’re getting tshirts with this on them

I will never ever get tired of seeing bredlik poems. It is really one of the seminal art forms of the century. I am not being sarcastic. 

If I ever don’t reblog this, assume I’m dead and archaeologists are licking my bones.

The last one killed me!!

I beat it was an archeaologist…

adhd paralysis sucks bcuz im just sitting there and my brain is like

YOU ARE WASTING TIME YOU ARE WASTING TIME YOU ARE WASTING TIME YOU ARE WASTING TIME YOU ARE WASTING TIME YOU ARE WASTING TIME YOU ARE WASTING TIME YOU ARE WASTING TIME YOU ARE WASTING TIME YOU ARE WASTING TIME

no work done no rest gained. literally no point of this at all

just wanted to share these executive dysfunction comics i am so sorry to whoever drew them these have been saved on my phone for like 6 years

I've been following this lady on TikTok who runs an anti-porn account out of what I can only describe as sociological curiosity. Basically, when I first encountered her videos I sniffed out pretty quickly that she was both a) very very cishet and b) a religious conservative and listening to her talk about sex and relationships has become this fascinating window for me into how The Other Side lives.

Like one of the main conceits of her content revolves around the fact that men have to constantly fight against being overcome by lust, which is hilarious to me, someone who has read fanfiction, because acting like cishet men are somehow uniquely prone to being gooners is so deeply ignorant of how anyone outside a religious conservative community lives.

I would argue that the fanfic girlies are honestly even bigger gooners than most cishet guys. The average straight dude jorks his peanits a couple times a week by going to pornhub and looking up "milf" or "big boobs". Fanfic Enjoyers meanwhile are stroking their shit nightly to a bespoke selection of niche kinks and hyperspecific scenarios drawn from their childhood trauma that would have the average person gasping and keeling over in shock like a victorian socialite who just caught a glimpse of another woman's stockings. The fact that this has bled out into mainstream erotica makes it even more laughable. You've got straight girls on TikTok posting about Penelope Douglas books and you're gonna come on Chappell Roan's internet and say men are the ones "living in lust"? Give me a break

The other thing I find fascinating about her is that the way she talks about finding out that your bf or husband watches porn frames it as on par with being cheated on and a traumatic experience from which you can never fully recover. I think this was where the sociological fascination kicked in for me because as someone in a proud gooner for gooner marriage I *needed* to get a better understanding of her perspective on this.

What I found is that, from her perspective, your partner being sexually attracted to someone other than you indicates that you are not enough for them. That if they truly loved you, if they actually meant it when they said you're the only one they need, that being attracted to you and your body would proclude them from being horny for anyone else. For her and the women who follow her, their husbands looking at porn isn't just a sin, it's an insult to them personally. To them it means that they aren't attractive enough to keep their men from looking elsewhere.

And like not to be one of those 'humans are not naturally monogamous' bitches but like what a sad, insecure way to live your life.

Like it's so funny hearing her talk about all the things that porn can lead to. She's like "oh if your man uses porn he'll cheat on you, he'll leave you for a younger woman, he'll loose interest in you" and it's like no babe, you are marying men who don't like you because you're a fucking religious conservative and you're only dating men who are religious conservatives. They do not give a shit about your feelings because they only care about having A Wife and A Family. I guarantee you if you expanded your dating pool even a little bit it would not be hard to find a man who both watches porn and respects you

I may not be conventionally attractive, but at least I bring a sort of chaotic energy and whimsy to the situation.

you ever have “cry and scream yourself awake” level nightmares that are immediately the stupidest premises imaginable the moment you actually wake up

The last time I wailed “help, please, help me, heeelp” loud enough to have the whole house come running, it was because I was having a nightmare that I was in my laundry room, and out of the corner of my eye I witnessed a Snoopy stuffed animal slowly rise up on two legs, as if being manipulated by a ghost or perhaps made animate by a possessing spirit, and slowly start to dance the Macarena.

I can’t stop thinking about this

Eeeeeey macarena