reblog this and tag with a food you no longer have access to (closed restaurant, state you moved away from, ex’s mom’s cooking, etc) that will haunt you until your dying day, mine are the spicy chicken sandwich on the employee menu at the fine dining restaurant I was a prep cook at, and the onion bagel from the kosher place down the street from my house when I lived in the city
That’s a great one but personally I prefer HE’S GAY NOW
i wonder if they realise how fucking funny these thumbnails are
Femtanyl on any music streaming site
Just pirate shaolin soccer, the bastards took it off netflix
I’ll watch it if you start listening to femtanyl and/or watch shaolin soccer
I had this original from a post here on tumblr but it disappeared and yeah I had to do it since I really enjoyed the Night Lords Omnibus and I mean I want to adopt those problematic boys like Cyrion and Lucoryphus.
@tiger9o0
Those people who constantly reblog your stuff but you never really talk:
lol homo erectus
I got to hold a 500,000 year old hand axe at the museum today.
It's right-handed
I am right-handed
There are grooves for the thumb and knuckle to grip that fit my hand perfectly
I have calluses there from holding my stylus and pencils and the gardening tools.
There are sharper and blunter parts of the edge, for different types of cutting, as well as a point for piercing.
I know exactly how to use this to butcher a carcass.
A homo erectus made it
Some ancestor of mine, three species ago, made a tool that fits my hand perfectly, and that I still know how to use.
Who were you
A man? A woman? Did you even use those words?
Did you craft alone or were you with friends? Did you sing while you worked?
Did you find this stone yourself, or did you trade for it? Was it a gift?
Did you make it for yourself, or someone else, or does the distinction of personal property not really apply here?
Who were you?
What would you think today, seeing your descendant hold your tool and sob because it fits her hands as well?
What about your other descendant, the docent and caretaker of your tool, holding her hands under it the way you hold your hands under your baby's head when a stranger holds them.
Is it bizarre to you, that your most utilitarian object is now revered as holy?
Or has it always been divine?
Or is the divine in how I am watching videos on how to knap stone made by your other descendants, learning by example the way you did?
Tomorrow morning I am going to the local riverbed in search of the appropriate stones, and I will follow your example.
The first blood spilled on it will almost certainly be my own, as I learn the textures and rhythm of how it's done.
Did you have cuss words back then? Gods to blaspheme when the rock slips and you almost take your thumbnail off instead? Or did you just scream?
I'm not religious.
But if spilling my own blood to connect with a stranger who shared it isn't partaking in the divine
I don't know what is.
I’m Loongit, I’m Irish Dutch (living in the Netherlands), I’m bisexual, they/them
I’m most active in the Isat, Jjba, Guilty Gear, WoD, Warhammer and Ogre Poppenang fandoms
I like to draw, animate, play music and paint minis
FINISHED !!!!
this is my first actual short that isnt just a test or practice, and im fairly happy with the result!
also on youtube: https://youtu.be/TJQXCoM5wWw