Using this schema of defining generations,

turns out it was cause they were just straight up eating the poisoned food out of rat traps which has a blue dye in it and had just developed a near total immunity another W for the glorious hog

love is real. it’ll never happen to me. whatever

A very pleasing poster design from 1974 and the slightly unexpected hand of Edward Gorey.

I wish I was a vampire. It would create a wide range of scary new problems for me to have to deal with but at least I'll have fangs

absolutely hate it when I wake up tired like what the fuck did I lie unconscious for

Christian Kane and Aldis Hodge as Eliot Spencer & Alec Hardison in LEVERAGE (2008—2012)

sports are so comforting to me. always there. someone to blame my problems on.

No cat has ever hated me by the way. So the question is, what are you guys doing wrong

It Has Been An Honor To Serve As Your Evil Ass Neighbor Who Can Hear You Jerking Off, GoodBye

2001

PHANTOM THREAD 2017 | dir. Paul Thomas Anderson

basically i have to stay silly bc the other option is death

Sometimes my little cat will approach me all "what if there was a little cat now" and it's always an excellent idea I love when there's a little cat

The original The Legend of Sleepy Hollow is very clear that the headless horseman wasn’t supposed to look like it had a pumpkin for a head, Brom Bones used a pumpkin to make it look like the horseman was holding his actual decapitated head and threw it at Ichabod, and every artist over the past 205 years has gone “Holy shit a pumpkin head on a headless horseman fucking rocks” and they’re right

I love seeing a headless horseman with a pumpkin head. Did he carve that himself. Did he steal that from someone’s yard. Did he just go “Fuck it that’ll do” or does he even know it’s a pumpkin?

My interpretation of this when I was a kid was always that the horseman was so desperate for a head, any head, that he found a jack o lantern and felt its face and went “Two eyes a nose and a mouth yes it’s a head it’ll do until I find the right one” and nobody’s told him it’s a pumpkin yet

i think so many of our social problems would be solved through the creation of a pluribus-style mind virus that simply got rid of the church-lady impulse to know about, moralize over, and ultimately dictate what other people do. not in the sense that there wouldn't be like, laws and regulations, anymore. but in the sense that cutting off the desire to stick your nose into other people's business and then scold them for not privately living the way you think they should be living would resolve so many issues. not to mention that i can't really overstate the happiness that comes from simply minding your own business and leaving people alone