Blaring from the fried transistor

black with low white spotting

strong with motherfuckor powerful

shelley gets a lotta fuckin cred for ozymandias despite only writing like one and a half lines and then just straight up quoting that traveller from an antique land he met for the rest of the poem

everyone be cool about my horrible vibe please

recently I've been noticing the sun setting earlier than it used to. enshittification?

ive never seen something that “could mean nothing”

the beloved Arabic invention the number Zero baby…

old man in the library got a phone call, someone on the other end says loud as fuck “hey pittsburgh phil what are you up to?” and pittsburgh phil responds “i’m in pittsburgh”

if ur gonna be pressed into service by your liege lord, u want to be the swiftest rider. get good at horses, because they're always sending the swiftest rider off to do some other shit that is, crucially, away from the battlefield. I'm telling u. when ur forces are outnumbered and the enemy legions show up with some unexpected advantage, someone in command is gonna say, "send the swiftest rider to alert the queen!!!" that's u. u want to be that guy

uniqlo needs to do a medieval monk collection

*grooms antennae cutely*