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My doctor says all the black mold in my body came from a single expired gram cracker which i just think is fascinating

of all the worlds unreliable narrators i am by far the most carnally desired

Vetinari in Feet Of Clay is so fucking funny because he's like "I am a calculated, coldblooded tyrant" and then voluntarily microdoses himself with arsenic to spend more time with his crush

The Aeneid is so annoying to read because it's going along going along it's a masterpiece it's a work of art "AND NOW A WORD FROM OUR SPONSOR AUGUSTUS"

i've seen Discworld fans discussing various dream casts and wishes for how they'd adapt it and that's great and all but i feel like we're missing the obvious answer?

there's one way to do a Discworld adaptation and it's

muppets

i am emotionally ravaged right now from a “learn to dance” series holy shit

oh so it’s okay for you to kiss your friends?? but when i, judas iscariot,

seething about the fact that i will never experience photosynthesis in my own useless cells. i bet it feels so good when the light of the sun both warms you and fuels you at the same time. a bone-deep satisfaction mixed with a heated sugar-rush and endless brightness. not that i would fucking know

There are only two genders:

Caecelius est in horto.

et

Grumio est in culina.

Ok, fine... I relent!

Metella est in atrio.

et

Canem est in via.