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bro lemme show u how sex REALLY works *picks up large rock from forest ground*
seals should be able to levitate and hover around at whatever height they want it's not fair that they have to scoot whenever they're out of the water
transition timeline but about halfway through im inexplicably a cackling green witch for a few months before continuing as normal

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they're putting me on the cover of times magazine and also putting a cup over me and there's even talk of taking me outside
has anyone seen my pet bacteriophage its name is styrofoam and its about [hand touching the floor] this tall
Decapod of the day: Cherax destructor | Common Yabby
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Max Ernst, La Mer et le Soleil (The Sea and the Sun). 1926. Oil on canvas.
touches your blog with my rhinophores

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can never predict which of my posts is going to get popular. now everyone on tumblr knows i kicked a fish
im swimming at the lake and accidentally kicked a fish. this has never happened in my many years of swimming. sorry man
when ozymandias king of kings tells u to look upon his works and despair but, boundless and bare, the lone and level sands stretch far away
I’m suddenly laughing at the idea of a cliche noir detective story written in the brutally concise style of Hemingway.
A woman walked into my office. She had legs. I noticed her legs. “I have a problem. I need your help,” she said. They always said that. I knew her legs weren’t the problem. I hoped she might want my help with them anyhow.
“Can you pay?” I asked. Of course she could. Her shoes were worth more than my rent. She could pay. “I can pay,” she said. Her eyes were wet. I wondered if anything else was wet. Probably not. I am not handsome. Not since the war. She was looking at my scar. Lots of people do. Most look away. Not her. She did not look away. She looked at my scar and I looked at her legs. There were two of them. I liked that about her. I liked that a whole lot. “Will there be danger?” I asked. There always is. This city bleeds danger, then drinks it right back up again.
“I’m afraid there might be danger,” she said. She had the voice of a beautiful woman. She also had the face and body of a beautiful woman. She was beautiful.
The light from the window was striped. It made stripes on my cigarette smoke. The end of my cigarette crumbled into ash. My marriage had also crumbled into ash.
“I can handle danger,” I said. I patted the butt of my gun. My gun was a Colt. My gun and my scar were all that was left from my time as a soldier. My gun, my scar, and the nightmares. I looked her up and down. “I am good at handling things.”
“It’s about my husband. He’s gone missing.”
She was not wearing a ring. It means something when a woman does not wear a wedding ring. Usually, it means that she is not married. “Seems your ring has also gone missing,” I said. I hoped her dress would join it.
Her red mouth curved upwards. She was smiling a little. “I don’t wear it outside. A diamond that large would only invite trouble.”
“In my experience, trouble doesn’t wait for an invitation.” I looked at her legs again. They were both still there. “When did you last see your husband?”
Hazel McNab, Rockpool, Cape Cornwall, linocut.

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a flightless cormorant swimming just below the surface of shallow sea water
a flightless cormorant swimming just below the surface of shallow sea water