Snark City Central

Chickens love to peck at hard things to make a variety of interesting sounds and my new ladies have just discovered The Tin Fence.

They're also a big fan of Chipped Ceramic Plate if you feel like experimenting

Ooh I have some leftover floor tile fragments, I should give them some of those.

I've seen people give their chooks kids you xylophones and they love them!!

Mine are a big fan of sealed plastic bucket of water sealant paint that we haven't moved yet.

My old hens loved Window and every day I feel blessed that my new ones haven't discovered it yet.

Mine have an old mirror, parrot toy with tiny bell, metal toy pan. All of these things make fun sounds when pecked 👍

I should get them a wind chime

Idk you may quickly regret Wind Chime

I regret my chickens every day

TIL any chicken coop can be an entire all-percussion orchestra bangin out the tunes

what if we were both cowboys. and we were both gay. and this town was big enough for the two of us

Hello bisexual community

Begin killing

mid-conversation I toss a pistol onto the table not to suggest or imply anything but just to change the situation a little

#I love how ali looms as a threatening force the entire video #and she does try to commit murder suicide #absolute cinema (via @dragoonthegreat)

IT’S SPRINGTIME YOU KNOW WHAT THAT MEANS. PASS THE INSTRUCTIONS ON NOT GIVING UP BY ADA LIMÓN

The thing with amateur local theater is it is almost always bad BUT keeping it alive is the most important thing

The joys of artistic expression cannot be limited to talented people everybody needs it to survive

This is painfully American

when we say "it is functionally impossible to parody Americans in a way that will actually insult them" this is the sort of thing you're up against. is your sick burn funnier than corporation burger clown sing national anthem baseball game? no?? of course it isn't.

i love it and hate it when a character in a story is so obviously created to be cool and awesome and then i do think they're cool and awesome. like fuck, yeah, ok, they're fucking epic. swag as hell. you got me you coolbaited me ok? i'm coolbaited.

my knight you have to live you have to get up you have to put your hand over your wound and hold it there. you have to keep walking and walking and walking because you cannot lay down yet, it’s not time. wipe the blood off your breastplate and look up into the sun. lean on your sword if you need to. lift one foot after another. get up. get up. this would be a pitiful grave.

“This would be a pitiful grave” is now my new go-to when I’m sad or upset. God that’s fire