thefilmstage:

Explore David Fincher's technical precision in an excellent new video essay.

hellstarfantasy:

just let him have the pizza

karkat-doodle-doo:

spoopy-vriskseop:

batmanpants:

strangelyobsessedwithstuff:

marco-bodts-better-half:

zackeaterofsouls:

whats-on-my-mind-grapes:

whats-on-my-mind-grapes:

breaking news rapunzel is actually ten feet tall

well in their defense it does say rapunzel isn’t a typical disney princess

But than means everyone else in the movie was about 10 ft tall too..

WE DID IT. WE FOUND THE TITANS’ VILLAGE.

SIE SIND DAS PRINCESS UND WIR SIND FLYNN RIDER

I HAVE NO IDEA WHAT THE TITIANS VILLAGE IS BUT WHY DOES THE ABOVE SENTENCE SAY “THEY ARE THE PRINCESS AND WE ARE FLYNN RIDER” IN GERMAN 

this week on “i didnt know it was attack on titan”

bUT WHAT ABOUT HER ANKLE LIKE WTF

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librarienne:

direcartographies:

fun fact: the reason that the plural of goose is geese but the plural of moose is not meese is because goose derives from an ancient germanic word undergoing strong declension, in the pattern of foot/feet and tooth/teeth, wherein oo is mutated to ee. however ‘moose’ is a native american word added to the english lexicon only ~400 years ago, and lacks the etymological reason to be pluralized in that way.

Oh baby.  Keep talking dirty to me.

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dermythosdessisyphos:

wewillavenge-it:

nickiminiall:

isn’t it weird that we pay money to see other human beings?

Are you talking about prostitution, the movies, or airplane tickets?

glasses

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prguitarman:

Summary of every episode of Steve Harvey Family Feud ever.

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Q

Anonymous asked:

Tell a chemistry joke please

A

bombing:

two chemists walk into a bar. they exchange glances and right away the bartender knows where this is going. one chemist clears his throat and begins to order a “glass of h2o” while the other sits quietly, almost trembling with anticipation. the first chemist completes his order and the second opens his mouth to hit the h2o2 punchline, but before he can, his head explodes in a mass of red.

the first chemist blinks with surprise as blood, brain and skull fragments splatter all over his pristine white coat and the counter. after a stunned moment of silence, a woman screams and all hell breaks loose. the patrons begin knocking one another in a mad dash to the door as the chemists body slumps off the stool and slides to the floor. the first chemist is still too stunned to speak. 

on the roof of the building across the street, the sniper racks the bolt back and sends the spent case flying as another one takes its place. exhaling, he steadies the crosshairs directly on the head of the only chemist still breathing. the bar is empty now, save for the bartender who’s been watching the scene without a word. 

with wide eyes, the chemist raises his head to face the man behind the counter, only to find him staring intently at the window. he too looks behind him to the panes of glass, only to squint as the laser flits across his eyes. 

"it’s nothing personal," says the bartender. 
"strictly business." 

the chemist whirls around just in time to see the him dip his head in a curt nod. across the street, the sniper recognizes the signal and pulls the trigger without a moments hesitation, watching dark red fill his scope for the second time that day. raising his head, he pushes himself out of prone and stretches until he feels his phone vibrate. pulling it out of his pocket, he flips it open. 

"what do you want me to do with them?" 

he walks to the edge and looks down at the broken window of the bar below. 

"barium."