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And I've been feeding it donuts.

Yup, donuts, the fried doughy rounds of goodness usually dipped in chocolate? Yeah, those ones.

I've learned it likes the ones with sprinkles. However, it will eat glazed in a pinch,

t h a n k f u l l y.

So every Friday, at the local grocery store, they have a sale on a dozen donuts for what, ten bucks? I buy one of those suckers every week. The big guy downstairs at least has the decency to ration out two donuts a day and give me a break on Friday.

Thank GOODNESS

I mean hey, if you had some weird leviathan world destroying mind melting thing in your basement? And you realized that the only thing that's stopping it from potentially destroying the world was donuts? DONUTS?

Yeah, you'd feed it donuts too.

Now okay, here comes the really weird bit. Uh... I think it's leaving me gifts.

Yeah.

Yeah.

Gifts.

Some stuff are you know, normal stuff that's in the basement. Old comics books, yanno. Normal. But then you get weird trinkets and creepy glowing runes, and mummified-I-don't-want-to-know-what-it-used-to-be.

There's this thing that appeared in my house. Primordial, gooey, eyeball, whatever-the-hell-is-it.

And it sings.

And quite frankly when I first saw it, I locked myself in the bathroom for two hours and watched in horror as it tried to squeeze itself under the door.

Yeah. . . that was good times.

Uhm, yeah, so I've name them Frank. And I think Frank is also possibly maybe a part of whatever-the-hell is in the basement, because Frank, also likes donuts.

So now, little Frank lives upstairs and uhm big scary Frank lives in the basement.

Still.

these are images from a 1930s pamphlet that endorsed kudzu, entitled "stop gullies: save your farm"

it would be so awesome

- they’re Opawz pet specific dyes. Non toxic made specifically for dogs. Once they’re set and rinsed they can groom themselves normally, they pose no danger to her in any way, no fumes, there’s no bleach involved

- my dog is trained with cooperative care skills, the process is not stressful for her, she gets paid heavily for her cooperation and looks forwards to the opportunity to earn extra snacks with the grooming

Coming tomorrow!

hi there it's princess/nova back again, i'm really sorry i have to come here like this but me and my wife are still struggling abandoned by our families and unable to reach any of our friends. we've been trying to survive without me being exposed to harassment but at this point we're going hungry. we don't have any income and need help affording food for ourselves and our kitties please if you can, donate. I would be so truly thankful

v3nm0: @Crow-Forgemaster , @Prince-Nova

c@sh@pp: $dragonforgedbutch , $StrayNova

The reconstructed face of the “Cheddar Man” (c. 7,000 BCE) compared to his living descendant, Adrian Targett    

The Cheddar Man is a Mesolithic skeleton that was recovered from England’s Cheddar Gorge in 1903. At around 9,000 years old, the Cheddar Man is the oldest complete skeleton ever discovered in the UK, and has long been hailed as the “first Briton.” DNA analysis on the Cheddar man from 2018 indicated that he was lactose intolerant, had light-colored eyes, dark brown or black hair, and had a dark to black skin tone. Although the discovery of the Cheddar Man’s dark skin tone was surprising for both scientists and the public alike, it corresponds with recent research suggesting that genes linked to lighter skin only began to spread about 8,500 years ago - approximately 32,000 years later than what was previously believed.  

In addition to the development on his skin tone, the Cheddar Man surprised scientists in 1997 when DNA analysis revealed that he had a living descendant -  a retired history teacher named Adrian Targett. Targett and the Cheddar man share the same mtDNA, which is passed down from mother to daughter. In other words, they share a common maternal ancestor. What is even more remarkable is that Targett lives in Cheddar, only a half mile away where his 9,000-year-old ancestor was discovered.

Targett was not invited to the initial reveal of his ancestor’s new facial reconstruction, but he has since seen it and has commented on the family resemblance. “I do feel a bit more multicultural now,” he once joked in an interview “And I can definitely see that there is a family resemblance. That nose is similar to mine. And we have both got those blue eyes.”

The mirror replied "To whom?"

"The miller who made the flour for my bread," the queen would say, or "Whoever spun the thread my shawl was made of".

The second time, she says "To the King," and she is pleased to see herself once more.

The third time, she says "To the Royal Advisor," and is once more satisfied to see herself.

The fourth time, she says "To the scribe who takes the King's letters." She is shown the man's wife. And she seethes, but quiets herself, for it is only right that a man loves his wife.

The fifth time, she says "To the Court Wizard," and is shown the man's departed mother as he remembers her from his youth, radiant and smiling and warm and larger than life.

The tenth time, she says "To the Stable Master," and is shown the fastest horse in the stable, majestic and free as the wind even in captivity

"To the baker," she is shown the man's daughter, young and adorable and full of joy and laughter.

"To the artist who did my portrait," she is shown a painting of a woman done by the man's teacher, who he still looks up to now that he is well established himself.

"To the Royal Knight," she is surprised but not displeased to see the castle's entire guard force in the middle of doing drills.

The one hundredth time she asks the mirror, and it asks her "to whom?" she once again says, "To me." And she does the same the one hundred and second, and again and again and again.

Happy Pride from the Dark Science cast!