THRUST A FRIEND A photograph by NASA astronaut Don Pettitt offers a previously unseen view of the SpaceX Dragon spacecraft as it approached the International Space Station last week. (Photo: NASA via The Telegraph)
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imagine being a Shellder in this scenario
imagine you’re just swimming around one day and you see something that looks pink and fleshy and appetising dip itself into your water
so you elect to take a bite, but OH SNAP it’s a Slowpoke tail
now you’re trapped as part of a symbiotic whole
you’re no longer a full Shellder
you’ll never grow up to be a Cloyster
you’ll never know life as anything else
do you even know life anymore?
are you still self-aware?
it’s hard to comprehend
especially when your entire brain is occupied by one single thought:
“SSSSSSLLLLOOOOOOOOOWWWWW…..”
(Source: eolo)
What the letter said was that I found her very attractive and that I’d seen her walking her dog a lot and so I just wanted to say hello. It also said that I’d watched her several times through a window, but not like HER window or anything. I meant through my car window when I was driving. And that “watching,” sounds so creepy. It was more like I just happened to glance over and see her.
That was the gist of it. And I didn’t have any paper so I wrote it on an old traffic ticket envelope and put it under her windshield wiper blade.
“Hey!” she screamed.
I started to respond, but she marched right by me and up to the parking enforcement officer who I guess was standing behind me.
“I was parked just fine!” she screamed. “What is this, some sort of bullshit quota you have to fill?!”
He didn’t like the accusations and so he fired right back.
“I didn’t give you a ticket!”
“Liar!”
“Man oh man,” I thought.
And I guess she was having one of those days because she pulled a gun out of her purse and shot the parking officer three times in the chest. Then, she put the gun barrel in her own mouth and pulled the trigger. It was a huge mess.
“Well, I guess that’s a no,” I said, in a real sitcom-y voice.
“WAY-TO-MAKE-IT-ALL-ABOUT-YOU,” boomed the helmet fastened to my dog’s head that converted his barks to English.
I poured the remainder of my expensive latte on the dog’s helmet, which caused it to crackle and malfunction.
The right girl was out there somewhere. And I would find her.
Next to me, the dog’s helmet made a crackling noise. A sarcastic crackling noise.
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Cards Against Humanity is a party game for horrible people.
Unlike most of the party games you’ve played before, Cards Against Humanity is as despicable and awkward as you and your friends.
The game is simple. Each round, one player asks a question from a Black Card, and everyone else answers with their funniest White Card.
And it is distributed under a Creative Commons license, meaning it is not only free to play, but remixing, and changing the game are more than just encouraged.The official hard copy has been sold out for a while now, but a PDF of all the cards, and instructions distributed by the creators for making your own deck can be found here.
You’re welcome, and enjoy!
NO NO NO OKAY THIS GAME IS ACTUALLY THE BEST REAL TALK
I love this idea and I want this very badly.
Best game ever. I cannot recommend it enough.
CAH?
FOREVER REBLOG.
(Source: ohno789)
you know people have happy music? yer, this.
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