athenadark:

sarahtheheartslayer:

unusuallytypical-blog:

A Russian zoo is home to a unique animal – the liger. It is half-lioness, half-tiger. Mother Zita is pictured licking her one month old liliger cub 

I DON’T GIVE A SHIT WHAT YOU CALL IT LOOK AT HER HAPPY LITTLE FACE IN THE LAST PICTURES SHE’S SO PROUD OF HER LIL CUB AND HER SPOTS AND SHE’S GOTTA BE TOUGH MOMMA WHEN THE BABY’S LOOKING BUT AS SOON AS THEY TURN AROUND, SHE’S LIKE,

“:3 Look at it. I made a thing. I made a rly good thing. :3”

it’s actually more amazing than that

hybrids are sterile, they can’t have babies – but she did

leupagus:

pr1nceshawn:

I want that!

Now, with actual useful information!

Multipurpose dish-drying rack! (not exactly the same item but v. similar)

Pot and pan hangers!

Nifty Hinged Pan Thing!

Pig and Chicken Spoon Holder Things!

Drawer Dividers That You Can Buy Literally Anywhere! 

Scoop ‘n’ Stack Ice Cream Scooper!

Literally hundreds of different laser thermometers, this isn’t new people!

Ugly And Not That Useful Appetizer Plates!

Flex-It Measuring Cups!

crunchbuttsteak:

drunk-winter:

charlesoberonn:

oolongearlgrey:

raisnutheraichu:

satsukitomoe:

kickloop:

okay hear me out

a magical girl anime

but with moms instead

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I have a mighty need.

Plot Twist: the main villain is ALSO a mom

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“A woman must be strong to protect that which she holds most dear…” 

What if their kids are best friends who go to the same school?

Imagine the PTA meetings

in the name of the moon, i will kick your ass helen

the-last-punbender:

brodingershat:

icariandaedalus:

brodingershat:

A video game that lampshades the player’s ability to revive after death and incorporates it into the setting:

“I don’t know what planet you’re from, kid, but here on Earth people stay dead.”

And they do. NPCs that are killed stay dead. You experience loss over the course of the plot until one of the first NPCs to die shows up again, laughs, and says,

“It’s a bit different than back home, isn’t?”

And turns out to be the Big Bad.

YES.

Even better, make everything broach upon the Fourth Wall. The protagonist can hear background music, glances at the camera and mutters about being watched, and, best yet, whenever a decision is made that contradicts the protagonist’s personality, the protagonist tries to resist the decision, only to obey the player’s will.

Sinister music starts to play and and the protag stiffens and starts muttering “shit, shit, shit, shit, something’s coming, where’s it coming from? Shit-“

The best part of this is that it could be really, really funny and really, really creepy at once.

Gifts for different witches

Garden witch: plants, seeds, cute pots and decorations
Sea witch: beautiful shells, abalone jewelry, mini bottled aquariums
Hedge witch: a trip to a beautiful cemetery, meaningful antique items
Kitchen witch: culinary herbs, hand carved cooking utensils, a cute book to write all their recipes in
Techno witch: a flash drive full of images of different colored candles, herbs, crystals, etc.
Green witch: cruelty-free bones, pretty stones found in a river, pressed flowers, Herbs (All the herbs)
Eclectic witch: reading material on different sects of witchcraft, generic starter kit full of candles, crystals, herbs, tools
Storm witch: rain boots, umbrella, rain stick, tornado in a bottle, thunder drum
Cottage witch: clean empty jars, a new broom, seeds, hand-painted flowerpots, craft needles and crochet hooks, pretty embroidery floss, electric herb grinder

Let’s add to this list!

metalicats:

themarchrabbit:

onsheka:

thepioden:

gessorly:

tyrror:

ruingaraf:

themarchrabbit:

Seriously, it kills me when I see people hold scientists up as pinnacles of logic and reason.

Because one time the professor I was interning for got punched in the face by another professor, because mine got the funding, and told the other professor his theory was stupid.

This same professor told me to throw rocks to scare the “stupid fucking crabs” into moving so we could count them properly.

SCIENCE

thank you

this is one of the best comments this post has recieved

I have witnessed:

Two professors hiding around a corner and snickering, “Shhh, here she comes!” While a female professor approached and, when she finally found them, she proceeded to scream while pointing from one to the other, “You! I called your office but you weren’t there! So I tried to call YOUR office to figure out where HE was but YOU weren’t there!”

Two grad students standing outside a closed and locked door yelling, “Come out of the damn office. You haven’t left for days. If you didn’t have a couch in there I’d be concerned as to where you were sleeping!”

A religious studies professor apologizing for being late to class because, “security stopped me because I’m dressed like a hobbit”

Watched a professor snort the results of my experiment to determine if I had the right final compound.

Two archeology professors toss priceless fossilized teeth back and forth in an attempt to figure out who is smarter by “guessing the type of tooth and species of animal before it lands”

Multiple fully degreed individuals throw dry ice at one another in an attempt to be first to use the lab/get that piece of equipment/or change the iPod song.

A genetics professor build furniture out of stacks of paper and planks of wood because she is that far behind in grading papers/responding. One of the impromptu furniture pieces housed a fish tank.

I could go on but I think that covers the larger portion of the insanity…

Every time it comes around on my dash, it gets better.

– I have had a professor buy a huge fuckoff bottle of rum during fieldwork in Costa Rica and let the undergrads get wasted because “you’re not underage in Costa Rica and we’ll be up all night with the bats anyway!”

– Same professor hung a bat from her headlamp and wore it as a decoration for an entire night. 

– A whole swarm of older women – and these are women with PhDs and world-renown bat experts, the bigwigs – all, to a woman, go to the formal charity dinner at an international research symposium in Toronto in late October dressed in skimpy Batgirl costumes. Because Halloween was that weekend, you see.

– At a different conference, a professor get blackout drunk and pass out on the side of the road. 

– “Yeah, we have to say we did it properly for the grant but to be really honest, Miracle-gro works better.”

– Teaching lab: we had liquid nitrogen for a demo, and after class the professor, the other TA, and I spent a good two hours freezing and breaking things in it. 

a chemistry class begins with 30 students nine months later just six of us left sitting on tables dipping paper into contaminated chemicals to see what happens when we burn it teacher making idle suggestions while he marks our work

“go to the fume hood thing, yeah now put some potassium in chlorine” can i burn the results sir? “fuck it sure whatever its tainted anyway”

The prof I’m working for just asked me if I knew how to pick a lock, and when I responded “yes” she replied, “see, this is why I hire the former delinquents instead of the suck-ups. You’re actually useful.”

I then let her into her office.