Tag: humor

spencerthefredder:

uisce-bitch:

I’m confused

It used to be that paper currency was backed by gold and silver for its value. A 10$ paper note would be redeemable for 10$ worth of gold or silver following the gold or silver standard. Currently our bills are fiat money which means they are not backed by any tangible item. They’re just based on the strength of the economy. The economy can fluctuate so it makes the actual value of a bill unstable. These Mcdonalds coins, however, would be a currency that are redeemable for a Big Mac. This would make them a technically more stable currency as they are always have the value of a Big Mac they can be redeemed for.

pointyearredwarden:

taibhsearachd:

ruffboijuliaburnsides:

jessicalockeisveryconfused:

ruffboijuliaburnsides:

taibhsearachd:

So apparently in Skyrim, if you just eat all your stolen items in between the “wait I know you” and actually getting arrested, the guard will just… walk away???

I LEGITIMATELY DOWNLOADED AND INSTALLED SKYRIM JUST TO TEST THIS.

I COULDNT STOP LAUGHING AFTERWARDS.

You do know you can just… keep walking, right? Also why are you only stealing food items???

1) it’s not about the fact that you can keep walking

2) it’s not about playing properly only stealing food

It’s about CAN YOU, if your only stolen items are food, eat them all and get out of being arrested. The answer is yes.

If you’re trying to make this into some sort of logic or reason thing you are not playing Skyrim correctly my dude.

It’s about the mental image of a guard starting to apprehend you, watching you devour three cheese wheels in like half a second (presumably looking him dead in the eyes as you do), and deciding that he is not getting paid enough to deal with this bullshit.

@your-dm-is-your-gm

plogeek:

theanishimori:

im-thekeeper:

Dr. Leonard brutally rips clothes to give a shot McCoy

There may come a day when I do not reblog this gifset…
Today is not that day.

Fun fact, the original series uniforms weren’t just t-shirts (despite how they might look) they were made out of velour and had zippers along the shoulders.
This isn’t bones ripping Kirk’s shirt.
This is de accidentally destroying props/wardrobe but continuing to go through the scene like it was supposed to happen.

systlin:

wildcardarcana:

the-everything-man:

bog-dweller-official:

cathugging:

cathugging:

Mongolians are cool because they’ve merged their traditional and modern ways of life so rather than having poverty due to losing all their important skills they just live in their yurts with their cows and 827474874mbs internet

sure their GDP in dollars is low but when you can survive like your anscestors did it doesn’t mean anything, nothing wrong with adding a motorcycle and wifi into the mix

Everyone should live like their ancestors did 1000 years ago but with the addition of wifi tbh

Adapt. Survive.

Mongolia will be the only functioning society after we descend into the Mad Max Era, they are already ready

LITERAL goals. 

w-whats the marriage story can you give teeny tiny summary or smth holy cow

kramergate:

beetledrink:

ill gladly retell it but it sounds like complete horseshit, the only thing i have to prove myself is the fact that i made all those lying on the internet compilations because i hate people who bullshit this stuff and ive studied them enough to know that if i wanted to fabricate my own i would have made this way less stupid and more believable. ANYWAY

in like 2006 or 7 i was really into metalocalypse and made a myspace page for my fan character and there was a handful of people who roleplayed as the members of dethklok so i friended and interacted w them as my OC, they had a little following so when people saw us interacting on bulletins or tagging each other they would come and friend me (my OC), obv not knowing its a 13 year old doing it cause all the pics were just drawings of her

so this one guy friended me and immediately formed a weird obsession with my character and would constantly comment on her stupid myspace pics (again – drawings, and not very good ones) with shit like “you look good” “sexy” “we could be together if this was Cool World” and would occasionally message me with more or less the same sentiments but i didnt wanna talk to a random greasy stranger so i never responded with more than a “thx”

he went silent after a while and i didnt think much of it until a couple weeks later he shot me another message to the tune of “hey babe im sorry ive been quiet my wife found our messages and kicked me out” and thats how i ruined a marriage through my metalocalypse OC

heres one of the pics that was on her profile for full contextual ambience

a man was willing to destroy his marriage for this

dorkery:

dorkery:

Today, I was attacked by a tree

Okay so @diamond-night asked for the story

It’s not very interesting but I’ll endeavour to make it not boring

It’s raining, and a public holiday. I’m in my room reading calmly after doing some errands in the afternoon. It’s nice and quiet. I hear knocking coming from the door.

It’s the door that leads to the balcony.

At first, I thought I was just imagining it. I go back to reading. I hear it again. KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK. I’m definitely not hallucinating it.

But like.

A couple of weeks ago, my neighbour cut down every single tree in his compound and… that ended up releasing a spirit (who had been living in a very old rain tree) who had been keeping my parents up by constantly knocking at their door (until they got a local religious teacher to pray it away, or it got bored and fucked off to a new home, whichever it is)

Also.

I’m too lazy to get out of bed.

So I ignore it. And then. A FUCKING TREE FALLS ON MY BALCONY.

Now I’m like. JESUS MARY AND JOSEPH. WHAT FUCKING BIRD HAS THE BEAK STRENGTH TO FELL AN ENTIRE FUCKING TROPICAL EVERGREEN ON MY BALCONY???

OBVIOUSLY I have to go out and check now. It turns out my dad hired our regular handyman to do some gardening, which included pruning a fucking tree WITH A HATCHET whose branches are themselves the size of individual trees.

And this particular branch is currently stuck on my balcony.

Hana! Push it over! He cries.

I don’t want a fucking tree in my balcony so I’m like, yeah of course I will.

I gently tip it over so that gravity will do the rest and I swear I was nowhere near the fucking thing but THEN THE ENTIRE LEAFY HEAD CANOPY PORTION FUCKING SWIPES ME BODILY AS IF THEY WERE TRYING TO PILEDRIVE ME INTO THE EARTH

And now I have to launder my newly cleaned shirt and slacks. Fuck you tree. I’m pressing charges.

The tree spirit was not happy about being ignored and then exorcized.