Our entire world history nailed.
Things which remain consistant - Sex, death and war.
Exactly
(Source: drrestless, via zazzybear)
Supposedly there is a new study that says when a woman sits on a guy’s hips when he is doing a chest press, his testosterone rises up to about 97.9% which promotes strength and muscle growth.
Probably not the only thing that rises up to about 97.9%
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I like how it’s “Captain America: The Winter Soldier” and “Thor: The Dark World” and then Iron Man is just like, fuck the bullshit, we’re just callin’ this thing “Iron Man 3”.
Because a secondary title would imply it’s also about something other than Iron Man. And we all know how well that would work out.
“Iron Man 3: Tony Stark”
Iron Man 3: The Tony Starkening.
(Source: guardian-of-the-arc, via whatheballs)
Sokka: Hey, I thought designing “the lost Appa poster” was my job. I’ve been working all day on my Appa.
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Diagnosed with autism at age 2, told he would never learn to read, now 14 years old and working on a Master’s degree in quantum physics.
If you’re looking for an inspiration today, look no further than Jacob Barnett.
I like his mom’s concept of “muchness”: Surrond children with what they love, be it art, science, sports or whatever, and they will develop more fully than molding them to a design would ever allow.
Oh my God.
(via queenclarisserenaldi)
what if instead of countries declaring war on each other there was just a big rap battle
did you mean eurovision
(via istillhaveatattootoget)
So, I paint my nails pretty regularly these days. I also work as a barista/cashier pretty regularly these days. A few weeks back, I had a customer come in, a fairly typical, sheltered, suburban soccer mom, and she ordered a latte from me. She saw my brightly colored nails and said, “Wow, you’re so brave! My son asked me about painting his nails, and if it’s okay for boys to do that. Now I’ll tell him there’s a cool guy who does it too!” It was a nice moment, very cute.
Then, last week, she came in again, and said, “Hey, I’m so glad you’re here! I want you to meet someone!” She then brings her son forward, and says, “Okay sweetie, show him what you did!” And he throws his hands up, showing off his bright, sparkling blue nails. He shows them off, and I show mine off to him. He smiles. We fist bump.
Guys, I’ve only wanted to cry once at work before, and that was when someone ordered a large dry soy cappuccino on ice.
This time, though. This was a good cry.
I don’t know this man or this mom, but I love them both.
aww so cute,
btw: as a barista I understand why he wanted to cry about tat drink.
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