m4ge:

buying peaches is so stressful because you have to consume them so quickly…it’s like the moment the cashier types in that number the alpha peach turns to its brothers in the bags and says “alright listen up boys, it’s time to remember your training. i want to see immense bruising by sundown. i want to see you near inedible by sunrise. remember it is better to die a free man than to be eaten.” you gotta wolf down all of your peaches at the check out counter while the trader joe’s employees eagerly look at the Peach Consumption Countdown Clock and cheer you on. these peaches have sensors on them that can tell when they come into contact with human hands so they can begin their self-destruct sequence like you’re in a spy movie and the peach just relayed a message to you about the whereabouts of jimmy hoffa’s decayed remains

 

je-suis-hetalia:

Jimmy Hoffa is likely dead

 

m4ge:

this response carries so much chaotic cursed energy. jimmy hoffa was declared dead in 1982 after disappearing in 1975. he was born in 1913, meaning he would be the miraculous age of 105 today if he wasn’t dead. “likely dead.” the fact that it’s a hetalia blog trying to tell me that he is likely dead. the fact that i specifically mention his decayed corpse in my post so there is literally no reason for someone to alert me that he is “likely” deceased. the fact that this hetalia blog is trying to tell this to me, a person who up until recently literally worked for the international brotherhood of teamsters as a person in charge of handling their historical records. i spent two years of my life answering phone calls from people asking me if i personally knew what happened to jimmy hoffa’s body. ive spent a significantly longer amount of time trying to forget that hetalia exists. my entire career as a hetalia facebook roleplayer at the age of 11 just flashed through my eyes. i legitimately cannot express how much this response has effected me. ive been staring at it for 7 minutes. i feel like ive entered the twilight zone

 

je-suis-hetalia:

I don’t ever remember writing that, when did I write that

 

m4ge:

everything about this is cursed


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rustingbridges:

(cut chain for length, since the above is mostly not directly relevant to the below)

Might also be relevant that most Canadian butter is sold in blocks the size of four sticks. (Usually with markings along the side of the (paper-lined foil) wrapper to indicate things like “slice here to get ¼ cup”.)

(I used to think it was all Canadian butter, but I recently discovered that President’s Choice brand butter is in stick format.)

So a block of butter is 2 cups of butter? I’ve seen 1 cup (so two normal sticks) size blocks and I found them to be much less convenient for baking, but alright for table use.

But then, I actively prefer the longer sticks to the shorter sticks so I might be out there in terms of butter packaging preferences.

Anyway I wonder if the different packaging styles make a substantial cost difference (where, like 1/2¢ would qualify as huge due to volume) or environment impact difference.


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#food #our home and cherished land #conversational aglets

skeletontemple asked: I tried to read that nrx blog and it turns out that I literally cannot take this style of misogyny seriously anymore, it pattern-matches almost exactly to the smut I read, my brain just interprets it as fetish fuel. Which if you think about it is a reasonable argument in favor of BDSM fantasies

vassraptor:

bpd-dylan-hall-deactivated20190:

it’s really a beautiful moment when it clicks and you suddenly realize you know what like half the members of the alt-right shamefully jerk off to

“free use… cuckold porn… noncon… racist cuckold porn… ooh, that’s a forced fem type, haven’t seen one of those in a while”

friends, romans, countrymen, embrace your fucked-up sexual fantasies and stop sublimating it into questionable political ideologies

take: okay, but now i want to know what questionable political ideologists the looners and foot fetishists and inflat

double-take: oh. never mind, on second thoughts i believe that with the help of some background reading on economic policy, i can figure out for myself what political ideology repressed inflation kinksters sublimate their thing into

third thoughts: now i’m sorting through every australian poltician by inferred kink, and i do not know how to handle this new insight (apart from “using appropriate sanitary methods”)


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#sexuality and lack thereof #politics cw #anything that makes me laugh this much deserves a reblog #I *would* say ”ask game: infer my kinks from my politics” #but if anything I’m more open about my kinks here than I am my politics

etirabys:

I want the next YA scifi/fantasy trend to be dragon / other animal companion soulbonding but with AIs

There’s some of this already – telepathic captain and starship fic – but there should be more! more teen-and-their-AI-companion novels! more lone AIs who’ve had no human companion for ages finally falling for the spirited, honorable human protagonist and bonding with them!


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#so like Project Freelancer but without the horrible trauma? #sounds like fun #story ideas I will never write #AIs

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humanfist:

prince-atom:

spockvarietyhour:

This might as well be a Brooklyn 99 cold open

“How did your meeting with the Commander go?”

“It was acceptable.  I understand he was irritated by my precise recitation of the length of time since we had seen each other, during the small talk phase.”

“Hmm.  You might try being less precise?  Or suggest some uncertainty in your estimation?  Like, ‘Five years, more or less,’ that sort of thing?”

“I have attempted such artifice in the past, yes, with Captain Jackson of the USS Ranger.”

“Was that any good?”

“It took me three days to convince them that I was not an impostor and that I should be released from the brig.”

Send him to the brig, he didn’t say how many minutes they locked him up.


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kvothes:

i fucking love alan turing

(from “the secret life of bletchley park” by sinclair mckay)


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#history #World War II #I didn’t actually laugh aloud but it still amused me enough to reblog #fun with loopholes #(…does that loophole actually work though?) #(just because you don’t *understand* something doesn’t mean it’s not *true*)

Baptism

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comparativelysuperlative:

comparativelysuperlative:

comparativelysuperlative:

The way the metaphor works, you’re being lowered into the water (symbolizing a grave) and being raised (resurrected) as a new creation free of sin. (Symbolically. More literally, the “free of sin” bit lasts about 0.4 seconds until you have your first conscious thought, and then you probably need more sanctification.) The question nobody ever seems to ask is, what happens to the sin afterward?

I mean, that water ought to be downright toxic. Original sin is a big deal, and in most denominations they don’t even try to dispose of the waste safely. In fact, the pastor is often standing in it the whole time.

If you haven’t seen the sort of baptism service I’m familiar with, it involves a bathtublike container maybe a third the size of a Jacuzzi, with a church leader doing serial baptizing.  Any Christian can baptize someone, but usually it’s one of the ranking people in the church. Catholics probably bless the water first (it’d be weird if their religion includes holy water and they don’t use it for this) but in most denominations holy water isn’t really a thing. So there’s no confounding variable from that direction; it’s just water plus enough of humankind’s innately fallen sin nature to damn someone to Hell a couple dozen times over. And the pastor, along with whoever goes last, is standing in it.

But that very fact tells us it’s not all that dangerous. Concentrated evil sounds scary, but apparently a normal mustard-seed-sized amount of faith can protect people from it. 

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There’s a ritual described in Leviticus 16. On the Day of Atonement, the High Priest places all the sins of the Israelites onto a goat (hence our word “scapegoat”), and then sets it loose in the wilderness. The population at the time was a bit over 600,000 (source: the for once incredibly convenient Book of Numbers). So we just have to find that goat (we can use my time machine), make it more intelligent until it’s capable of becoming a Christian, and baptize it. From a safe distance. Because seriously, that much concentrated evil is probably radioactive or something. We’re talking the sins of a nation here; this is a decent fraction of the stuff that motivates prophecies of Armageddon.

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Sacrifices aren’t really a thing anymore. If I remember right, the branch of Judaism that eventually became the current one hasn’t done animal sacrifices since the destruction of the Temple back in ‘70. (The apostrophe stands for “A.D. ”) I don’t know how many Jews have lived in the last 1945 years, but it’s a lot. That many person-years worth of sin is going to mean one seriously scaped goat.

So that means, you just have to find the Ark of the Covenant, reconstruct the Most Holy Place, and get whoever’s in charge of the tribe of Levi these days to do the ritual. No time machine required. Then kidnap the goat, convert it to Christianity, and do the other ritual. The new convert rises as a new creation free of sin (in the process thoroughly messing up the parable of the sheep and the goats) and you’ve got a bathtub metaphorically full of more evil than has been seen in one place since the Crucifixion. Use it wisely.

And by “wisely” I do not mean point a squirt gun at the Pope.

WHEN LAST WE LEFT we were storing every sin committed since A.D. 70 by any Jew who was not also Christian inside a large bucket. It’s time to try more.

When you have an almost unprecedented amount of a thing, obviously you look for bonuses that stack. Several places in the Bible confirm that it’s possible to multiply sin (e.g., Isaiah here), but infuriatingly there’s no actual procedure stated for this.

The best I can find is a handful of lines from the Apocrypha, which is not canon depending on your denomination but is at least a really cool word. Sirach 3:11 says “they multiply sin who demean their mother,” which is nice and direct, but the person in question didn’t really have a mother. She was a literal goat, and probably not covered by any commands about respect for one’s elders. 23:11 says how to double a particular sin, but it only applies to oaths and doesn’t look very retroactive.

I think our best chance is in 23:16:
“Two sorts of men multiply sin, and the third will bring wrath: a hot mind is as a burning fire, it will never be quenched till it be consumed…” The first one is more interesting than the second, so let’s stop there. I don’t actually know what it means by a “hot mind” but actively trying to increase the amount of extant sin had better qualify.

So after you kidnap/rescue the scapegoat and uplift it to human intelligence, convert them to Discordianism or something first instead of Christianity. Something that’ll want to go along with this. Allow the multiplication to do its thing. (The Book of Ecclesiasticus didn’t say what the sin gets multiplied by, but it’s large enough that it matters when it’s an individual doing the sinning, let alone a civilization.) Then you convert them, get them saved by grace through faith, and steal the water after their baptism. Put it in the chemtrails of jets flying over your least favorite nation or something. Have fun!

If you’re wondering what was that verse’s second sort of man who multiplies sin: “a fornicator in the body of his flesh will never cease till he hath kindled a fire.”

In other words, it is actually an available option to start with an apocalypse-causing amount of violations of the law of God—

—which has to be one of the most horrible, terrifying, EVIL things you could possibly think of—

and MULTIPLY it

by SEX.

BUT WAIT THERE’S MORE!

We’ve got two thousand years of accumulated sin so far, multiplied by an unknown but significant amount. Let’s exponentiate.

Everyone knows that God is a jealous god, visiting the iniquity of the fathers upon their sons to the third and the fourth generation. And goats can have a lot of kids! If you have your super-evil goat start a new family line while still in its God-hating phase before being converted, we could be talking like 70,000+ sons. At this point it depends more on how many goats you can raise, ensoul, convince to maximize sin, and convert to Christianity than on anything hard like theology.

(Aside: Is the fathers and sons thing sexist? Not really. The word translated “sons” is really more of a gender-neutral “descendants,” and “fathers” mostly means “heads of families.” It comes across as “patriarch” because that’s what they had then. Since goat society is matriarchal, in Facts You Didn’t Know You Needed To Know, the genders would be swapped. But this doesn’t affect the plan here, so whatever.)

And of course, if you have enough missionary staff to reach each of the descendant goats, you can get the multiplications from mother-demeaning, hot-mind-having and/or fornicating in each generation. I’ve lost count of just how apocalyptically bad this is, but we’re in the ballpark of tens of billions of nation-years’ worth of sin? Got to be world-ending by now.

So does all this get you anything? I don’t know, maybe. You’ve got an evil leader with a large, even more evil herd, and in the Bible being a king means at least plot importance. (Don’t believe me? Look how many people are important only for being kings and not for anything that, you know, happens.) And there’s a relatively short jump from “king” to “god-king” to “god”: “king” (melech, M-L-K in a language without vowels) goes from Abimelech to Moloch, Melkor, mlekk, and former One Direction singer Zayn Malik.

One snag: when the ancestor-goat or anyone in an intermediate generation repents and turns to God, not only does their sin get wiped out but so does all their descendants’.  Theoretically this expires after a thousand generations, but you’re not waiting that long. To maximize the amount of used sin, you need to convince them to repent and be baptized from the youngest on up. Remember to reuse the same water for all 70,000 baptisms if you want it concentrated.

(If you do reuse the same water, the newly repentant goats and whoever’s performing the baptism might wonder why they’re using a very specific airlocked chamber and wearing hazmat suits with separate air supply. You probably don’t want to tell them! Getting them to do it anyway is a logistical exercise left as an exercise to the reader.)

Also, the other problem. If any of the goats die before conversion, by accident or I guess murder since this is sort of the most evil population in history, it’s probably bad. You made sure to engineer them to be easily manipulable, but intelligent enough to be responsible for their sins and repentances. If they die with their and their ancestors’ sins on their head… eternity of torment. Not good.

And of course, the specific variety of torment is a lake of fire. Which they’d go to because of the sin they inherited from their matriarch. Where sin-maximizing is exactly the thing she presides over. You would be boiling a young goat in its mother’s melech. Don’t do that.


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harry potter books rated by number of animals-are-actually-people reveals

goosegoblin:

katrinageist:

goosegoblin:

harry potter 1: this cat is actually a teacher at hogwarts. solid beginning, pretty good work here. 7/10.

harry potter 2: this tree is actually a monster that’ll destroy your car, and this book is actually uhhhh a teenage boy’s ghost, but no animals. disappointing. 3/10.

harry potter 3: this evil dog is actually a man and your godfather. this large wolf is your year 9 teacher. that deer is your spirit from the future/past due to a time travel loop. your best friend’s pet is a war criminal. this is where we completely and totally peaked, folks. 11/10.

harry potter 4: this cup is actually a portkey and this man is actually a completely different man. the original man is locked in a trunk. nobody is a cat BUT rita skeeter is a beetle, and now she lives in a jar. 6/10

harry potter 5: uncertain how much tonks can become an animal, but even if she did it would just make her a furry, so 0/10.

harry potter 6: harry was far too busy being obsessed with draco this book to do anything else. harry wouldn’t have noticed if hedwig was actually morrissey. unrateable.

harry potter 7: in a horrifying twist of events, we have a person revealed to actually be an animal as Bathilda Bagshot turns out to be a giant fucking snake in a human costume. Who let that happen? Who cleared that? I need names and answers. -2/10

post-books information about nagini: no. -10/10

+1 for book 4, you forgot that Malfoy was briefly a ferret

i’m a fraud and a fool. harry potter 4: both a beetle AND a ferret. 8/10


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