the view from the swings

If you donated blood you probably erected another man’s penis.

Intricate rituals

Oh, so the Catholic Church can commit theophagy every Sunday for two thousand years and that's fine, but as soon as I decide to try a little theophagy of my own everybody freaks out. I see how it is.

Wait hold on gotta look something up

Ok yeah this is funny

chillin 

‘In 1778, two Irish gentlewomen put on men’s clothing and ran away together.  Lady Eleanor Butler had received several offers of marriage but was determined to share her life with her friend Sarah Ponsonby. […] They spent the rest of their lives in a black and white house called Plas Newydd outside Llangollen, cultivating their garden, improving their minds and filling the house with clocks, cabinets and “whirligigs of every shape and hue”.  [They also had] a little dog called Sapho.’