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lizclimo: never pass the ball to larry. for clarence
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Lucky monkey
Lucky monkey
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Neil Patrick Harris | Punk’d 9x12
Neil Patrick Harris | Punk’d 9x12
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mydollyaviana: Disney villains & their voice...
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animalkingd0m: Relax by Claudio Torboli
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Ashley Clements and Daniel Vincent Gordh at the 2013 Streamy...
Ashley Clements and Daniel Vincent Gordh at the 2013 Streamy Awards
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jtotheizzoe: A brilliant series of minimalist typographic...
A brilliant series of minimalist typographic tributes to scientists and their discoveries. I especially like the Copernicus one :)
Artwork by Kapil Ghagat (on Tumblr at bhagatkapil)
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i-might-rap-like-an-english-chap:
HAVE YOU EVER STIRRED THE CREAM IN WITH A LONE TEASPOON
OR ASKED THE STEAMING KETTLE WHY HE STEAMS
CAN YOU DRINK WITH ALL POSHNESS OF THE BRITISH
CAN YOU PAINT WITH ALL THE COLORS OF THE TEA
CAN YOU PAINT WITH ALL THE COLORS OF THE TEEEEEAAAAAAAAA
YOU THINK THE ONLY TEA CUPS WHO ARE TEA CUPS
ARE THE TEA CUPS WHO HOLD A DEEP DARK BREW
BUT IF YOU DRINK LIGHT ORANGE TEA OF STRANGERS
YOU’LL TASTE THINGS YOU NEVER KNEW YOU NEVER KNEW
HOW DARK CAN THE ORANGE PEKOE GROW
IF YOU POUR IT NOW, YOU WILL NEVER KNOW
AND YOU’LL NEVER STIR THE CREAM IN WITH A LONE TEASPOON
FOR WHETHER WE LIKE BLACK, OR HERBAL GREEN
WE MUST DRINK WITH ALL THE POSHNESS OF THE BRITISH
WE MUST PAINT WITH ALL THE COLOURS OF THE TEA
YOU CAN OWN THE LEAVES AND STILL
ALL YOU’LL OWN IS LEAVES UNTIL
YOU CAN PAINT WITH ALL THE COLOURS OF THE TEA
/wild applause
that moment when tumblr is perfect
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The END is Near
I think I’m done with my thesis, hope my advisers agree. Conference report and private defense on Monday… whew.
Panel please be kind…
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andiamburdenedwithgloriousfeels:
2bad:
The girl gasped as she watched her shoe fall from the roof of their ten storey apartment building. Her eyes widened in horror when her slipper didn’t hit the cold cement ground below as predicted—instead it landed upon the head of a passerby.
The young man stumbled and nearly fell over by the sudden assault on his head.
Dazed, the man looked around for what had hit him and found a simple, white slipper. He looked to the roof where he could only assume the shoe came from and found the young girl from floor six.
“Hey!”
“Sorry!” She called down.
The man grabbed her fallen shoe and yelled back at her, “Wait right there!”
The girl hopped off the ledge and wrung her hands together anxiously as she waited. Her heart pounded loudly that she feared that it would pop right out of her chest. She debated waiting as instructed or fleeing. If she stayed she would definitely get an earful. If she left she could avoid him—but face his wrath another day and risk the possibility of her parents finding out.
Before she could make her final decision, the door leading to the rooftop flew open and the man stepped forward .
“Is this your shoe?” He asked though he already knew the answer.
The girl bowed deeply, “I’m so sorry.”
The man sighed “Sit down,” he instructed as he gestured towards the ledge. The girl did as she was told—too frightened to question his demand. She kept apologizing profusely as the man drew near and shook like a leaf on a windy day.
She nearly shrieked when the man knelt down in front of her and lifted her right leg.
“W-what are you doing?!” She asked in a surprised voice when the man took her fallen shoe and secured it back onto her foot.
Still kneeling, the man glanced up, giving the girl a view of his handsome face. “It is a gentleman’s duty to return a woman’s shoe.” He explained simply.
The man stood as a pink colour bloomed beautifully on the girl’s cheeks. “T-thank you…”
A smile tugged at the man’s lips. “No need to thank me.”
“Wha—” The girl began to ask when the man placed two large hands on her shoulders but was cut short when he pushed her backwards.Down she fell, a scream stuck in her throat. The last thing she saw before she met the hard ground was the back of the man’s retreating back.
WELL THEN
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Ed Sheeran | We Found Love (Rihanna Cover)
Ed Sheeran | We Found Love (Rihanna Cover)
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vestalmag: In Paris during fashion week… Gentleman Kitty
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thelilnan: I’M GENUINELY SCARED RIGHT NOW HOW DOES SOMEONE EVEN...
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millionfish: pick your poison
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pyrositshere: fyeahcutemoths: badoink: All the moth dragons!...
All the moth dragons! Thank you everyone who’s followed me throughout February as I came up with these fun little critters.
For individual pictures, check out my moth dragon tag.
OH MY GAAAAAAWD.
Eeeee! They look like pokemoths!
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whelp, I can now turn off the internet, I have seen everything
He also wore sweaters because of tattoos I believe he got in the Navy.
All this time i thought he was the image of suburbia. Turns out he’s more street than i am
None of this is true. Mister Rogers was never part of the Navy and he didn’t have tattoos.
He still pretty amazing and there’s no reason to add false rumors of badassery to his figure to make him look cooler imo. The fascinating aspect of his character, for me, lies in how completely genuine and kind he was.
Here are some interesting facts about him, though:
- He basically saved public television. In 1969 the government wanted to cut public television funds. Mister Rogers then went to Washington where he gave an amazing merely six minute speech. By the end of the speech not only did he charm the hostile Senators, he got them to double the budget they would have initially cut down. The whole thing can be found on youtube, a video called “Mister Rogers defending PBS to the US Senate.”
- “Certain fundamentalist preachers hated him because, apparently not getting the “kindest man who ever lived” memo, they would ask him to denounce homosexuals. Mr. Rogers’s response? He’d pat the target on the shoulder and say, “God loves you just as you are.” Rogers even belonged to a “More Light” congregation in Pittsburgh, a part of the Presbyterian Church dedicated to welcoming LGBT persons to full participation in the church.”
- According to a TV Guide piece on him, Fred Rogers drove a plain old Impala for years. One day, however, the car was stolen from the street near the TV station. When Rogers filed a police report, the story was picked up by every newspaper, radio and media outlet around town. Amazingly, within 48 hours the car was left in the exact spot where it was taken from, with an apology on the dashboard. It read, “If we’d known it was yours, we never would have taken it.”
- Once, on a fancy trip up to a PBS exec’s house, he heard the limo driver was going to wait outside for 2 hours, so he insisted the driver come in and join them (which flustered the host). On the way back, Rogers sat up front, and when he learned that they were passing the driver’s home on the way, he asked if they could stop in to meet his family. According to the driver, it was one of the best nights of his life—the house supposedly lit up when Rogers arrived, and he played jazz piano and bantered with them late into the night. Further, like with the reporters, Rogers sent him notes and kept in touch with the driver for the rest of his life.
Best post ever.
Captain’s Log: I have so much love for this man.
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