Impulse and Insight

wine mom or vodka aunt?

concept: us asleep on our king-sized bed surrounded by our big fluffy dogs

I’m the guy from the lady and the tramp who gives stray dogs pasta and stands in an alleyway playing an accordion for them

Comparing your relationship to Romeo and Juliet to express how in love you are is kind of like using Hamlet to demonstrate how close and well-adjusted your family life is

*laughs tastefully*

I wish i had a context for this. But I really dont.

I was all ready to “um, actually” this, but, um, actually there’s about 3-4 grams of iron in a person, which x400 is 1.2-1.6kg, which is a smallish but not unreasonable sword. So. Math checks out.

How would you extract the iron, though? The more practical solution would be to kill a mere hundred men, then mix 1 part blood with 3 parts standard molten iron, imo. Cheaper and faster, while still retaining the edge that only evil magic can give you.

Or, you could just make the sword of iron, and then use the blood to temper the blade.

“high fantasy math” - the tag I should have expected to write some day.

I’m so proud of everyone in this post

one time i forced my mom to play pokemon for at least half an hour and all she did was catch a butterfree and name it lowfat

*takes one good photo* posts on all blogs, posts on all social media accounts, makes wallpaper, sends to friends, prints out and frames, emails to obama

You say this like a joke but I actually send all my good Snapchat selfies to Justin Trudeau

I see no lies

after a miserable night of camping in the rain, woke up to this. (newfoundland, canada)