Notes from the Subbasement of Mars

terriblesting:

From the greatest tumblr ever Cosmarxpolitan

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scotchtrooper:

Sneaky, Netflix… I like the subtle Arrested Development Easter eggs (pun very intended), but I wanted to watch the goddamn chicken documentary.

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the-absolute-funniest-posts:

My lovely followers, please follow this blog immediately!

Ever been so angry you grew facial hair? Leo and I have that in common.

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rpgmaker:

thatbatterisaspy:

hairandbeardkommando:

punks not dead

Heosemys spinosa is an endangered species.

punks almost dead

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I’m not much of a car person, but goddamn if our lot’s new arrival ain’t a beaut.

Deal with it.

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nudityandnerdery:

thedukeoflions:

How Can I Show Feminists That I Am Smarter Than Them? (NCITW)

I think this is the best response this guy has given yet. (Don’t worry, the title is regarding what he’s been asked.)

“When your neighbor’s house is on fire, you don’t point out to him that some people also die from drowning, you give him the goddamn hose.”

The people who follow me who need to take this heart are undoubtedly already offended, but, hey, I’m an optimist. I live in hope that one or two of them might listen.

angelophile:

“I got a fan letter from a young lady. It was a suicide note.

So I called her, and I said, “Hey, this is Jimmy Doohan. Scotty, from Star Trek.” I said, “I’m doing a convention in Indianapolis. I wanna see you there.”

I saw her — boy, I’m telling you, I couldn’t believe what I saw. It was definitely suicide. Somebody had to help her, somehow. And obviously she wasn’t going to the right people.

I said to her, “I’m doing a convention two weeks from now in St. Louis.” And two weeks from then, in somewhere else, you know? She also came to New York - she was able to afford to got to these places. That went on for two or three years, maybe eighteen times. And all I did was talk positive things to her.

And then all of the sudden — nothing. I didn’t hear anything. I had no idea what had happened to her because I never really saved her address.

Eight years later, I get a letter saying, “I do want to thank you so much for what you did for me, because I just got my Master’s degree in electronic engineering.”

That’s…to me, the best thing I’ve ever done in my life.”

Always reblog.

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mydrunkkitchen:

Sometimes I feel like babies just GET ME.

…but then I realize they are just pooping.

These pigeons do not give a shit.