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The fact that Thor keeps saying “that’s what heroes do” throughout the movie just makes this perfect

This video cleared my skin, watered my crops, sent me a check, and took me out to dinner like wow thank you OP for blessing me

That was timed so well oh my god

Update: it’s exactly as satisfying as the video makes it look.

all my life I’ve somehow only ever seen the gifs of this. I never even knew that the pumpkin man was dancing to the Ghostbusters theme. This whole thing is so much better than I ever could have expected from the gifs omg

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I have NO IDEA what I just watched but my life has been enriched and my day has been made

I really like how classical orchestra conductors are either the most clean-cut and polished-looking people you've ever seen, or look like they were just freshly dusted off after being dragged out of a drunk tank in 19th century Paris after personally fistfighting Victor Hugo for reasons that neither party can remember anymore.

Please remember that almost everyone around you is traumatized. I didn’t understand this when I was younger. I wondered why people acted so strangely and irrationally. Maybe all children wonder this. The author Robert Anton Wilson said (paraphrasing), “We have never seen a completely sane adult human.” No one makes it out of this life alive. It’s not their fault. Mercy, kindness, forgiving — these are what makes one human. They are other names for love. People break in the strangest of ways.

“Under the present brutal and primitive conditions on this planet, every person you meet should be regarded as one of the walking wounded. we have never seen a man or woman not slightly deranged by either anxiety or grief. we have never seen a totally sane human being." — Robert Anton Wilson

#'imagine a bear calling you a good dog' is like 80% of sex on this website lmao (via @vergess)

a cougar calling you a good girl is the remaining percent

Imagine if you just couldn't talk about the things you had suffered and the things you had been made to do that you were afraid made you something terrible and the things that you were afraid of, because how could anyone get that all out, let alone someone created to believe it wasn't meant to have a voice. But then someone held all of that inside themselves without you having to say a word. They saw and felt and knew all of it, held it right up against their own soul, and just thought you were beautiful because of it. The absolute vertigo of mortification and relief that must drop someone into.

Oh, and we need to build a penis. How? No fucking clue, use whatever we've got lying around. We're going to have to McGyver the fuck out of this dick.