Nudity and Nerdery

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July 2012

Oh okay

So it’s the point flying over the media’s head.

Folks, in the future, let’s not have “the point” represented by the part of the picture that has a head, while the media’s head is represented by a single point on the drawing.

Jul 1, 20125 notes
#It still makes more sense if you reverse the labels
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A real man stays dedicated to one girl.

steampunkkitten:

unless that real man is a polyamorist. Then he stays dedicated to however many girls he is in a relationship with.

With each of them fully aware of the situation and consenting to it.

Or to however many girls or guys he is in a relationship with.

Jul 1, 20123,755 notes
“One of the most unattractive human traits, and so easy to fall into, is resentment at the sudden shared popularity of a previously private pleasure. Which of us hasn’t been annoyed when a band, writer, artist or television series that had been a minority interest of ours has suddenly achieved mainstream popularity? When it was at a cult level we moaned at the philistinism of a world that didn’t appreciate it, and now that they do appreciate it we’re all resentful and dog-in-the-manger about it.” —The Fry Chronicles (via fuckyeahstephenfry)
Jul 1, 2012762 notes
#The Fry Chronicles
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#Hellboy #Liz Sherman #Selma Blair
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#Emma Stone
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#Batgirl
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Jun 30, 201224,579 notes
#landscape #mountains #nature
Jun 30, 20121,228 notes
Until Morale Improves, the Beatings Will Continue Zach Huselid

bastardcoatedbastard:

mbainaminor:

“Until Morale Improves, the Beatings Will Continue” - originally by Murder By Death

I walked the road 
From Tucson to San Antonio 
With the smell of blood on my breath 

Ninety days 
Of sweat and dirt 
Feels like one night when you’ve got nothing left 

Till there’s nothing left to do but die 

Buckshot is my bread 
I’ll drink whiskey instead of water 
Cause I can’t stand to be sober in this place 
Your hands on my face 
Every step of the way 
Tryin’ to peel away the pain 

I’ll drink whiskey instead of water

Reblogging again for the night crowd.

You should listen to this.

Jun 30, 201227 notes
#murder by death #until morale improves the beatings will continue #request
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