Gimme a Hummus Burrito

Lord of the Red Sands

Another design is using 2 20x25x1 filters, taping them to the sides of the box fan and then to each other so they sort of make a triangle, then cutting cardboard to make a top and bottom to the triangle.

This was discovered as a more effective design during the 2020 US west coast fires.

https://tombuildsstuff.blogspot.com/2013/06/better-box-fan-air-purifier.html

🦾🐍You guys didn't Like the Last baby sitter I left here taking care of you, so I've got another one. I Am sure he ain't scheeming or planning anything Evil whatever. And he 40.000% isn't Alpharius.

Oh and he has a snake demon living on his weird fake arm and a witch friend.

Solomon Akurra, Great Chaos Lord of the Serpent's Teeth, Harrowmaster of the Ghost Legion, High Lord of the New Alliance, new user of The Pale Spear, etc etc, thats a Very Fancy way of saying 'Chapter Master' who united his hydra brothers, the guy with The coolest dreadlocks that... WAIT, how does your helmet work again???

Why is there so little fanart of his books??? Also we need more Snake Daemons and Tulava Dyne, just, in general. Every big evil man has a little slightly mean woman who saves them from stuff it seems.

Also, bleep.

Bird dad.

Really need to know the story behind this one.

At the end of this I’ll take the least favorite of each and run em against each other. It’ll be fun.

hes literally so torturable??

people always say that internet spaces are americanised because the users are majority americans.

and i do always wonder how much of that is "there are actually a majority of usamericans" and how much is "usamerican cultural markers are a default for many online spaces, and non usamericans are often indistinguishable from usamericans unless you're actively looking".

so here's an incredibly unscientific poll reblog for reach or whatever

It has come to my attention that some of you have never seen what I firmly believe to be the greatest music video of all time: Bonnie Tyler’s Total Eclipse of the Heart. It is the perfect marriage of a galactically bombastic power ballad and a writhing mass of 1980s video clichés, thrown into the path of a wind machine and blasted down a moodily lit corridor into the realm of legend.

In case you’re wondering what the heck they were thinking of when they made it, I remember Bonnie once explaining on TV that it’s about the dreams of a headmaster’s daughter, hence all the boys in (and out of) uniform. In retrospect, the whole shebang is quite fascinatingly female gaze-y, and I’m pretty sure it was a major formative influence on my pubescent imagination.