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chef, meat cutter, blueskys #1 DAD, anti-hunger, leftist hobbit and ttrpg dork. he/him/they alt txt pfp: a bat-signal hot dog spotlight shines over gotham alt txt banner: a close up of the hand-stitched '#1 DAD' patch on my vest

calvin: one of the joys of being a kid is that experiences are new and therefore more intense. for example, I'm about to stick my nose in a jar of mustard and inhale deeply! let's see what it's like. calvin launches in to the air like a rocket, blowing his shoes off, yelling 'whoop!!' calvin, bright red in the face, holding his hands to his nose: see, whed you're oder, you dake your sinus fo granded hobbes: some of us prefer to
bronze age greek armor: a series of tubes with a collar and shoulder pads, topped with a beautiful helmet made of pig teeth
audrey ii, a giant carnivorous plant in 'little shop of horrors'
The facehugger in Kane in Alien
a red egret, staring directly at the camera, windswept and majestic
a wild eyed bird with messy, ragged plumage who looks like they love experimental noise music
a portrait of a golden owl with a long, swept back, luscious hairdo straight out of a leather-bodice ripper by rene mesman of the netherlands
a Demoiselle crane, with a striking red eye, grey feathers, and a streak of white plumage cresting coming off of its eye like 80s makeup
a tricolored heron chick, which looks exactly like a muppet who got way too in to lsd and a fried his brain at a primus show
a Crested guineafowl, basically a chicken with a pompodour
Myron Reducto, a shrink ray obsessed cartoon villain, with a green gleaming bald head and ‘stylish’ clothes, looking like Andrew Tate if Andrew Tate didn’t deserve to be on fire for the last miserable remaining minutes of his rapist ass life
a mixed age group of our cousins, the chimpanzee, sharing food
John S. Hall of King Missile explaining the upgrades to the Detachable Penis
a biker recommends a punishment for pee wee herman: stomping, tattooing, hanging, and killing
myron reducto, who looks exactly like andrew tate, from harvey birdman attourney at law and some other comics
grace jones: grab him, and take him! conan the destroyer
hudson: hey, vasquez, have you ever been mistaken for a man? vasquez: no. (you gotta emphasize that full stop. flat "no. pause. wait") have you?
pete hegseth just -nailing- a bench press
bruce lee and ip man playing win chun sticky hands
eddie izzard as the leader of the disco boys in the mystery men
the street orator from 'rome,' who has ten thousand times the charisma of tracey, but is also an odious sweatbag
because you watched Monster: The Ed Gein Story Mind Hunter Better Call Saul Little House on the Prairie I Will Find You The Beast In Me
the chestburster scene in aliens, black and white and red, a colonist bound with goo, a bright red giger-dick with teeth alien popping out of her sternum, like a real fucked up christ thing
monty pythons 4 yorkshiremen sketch: four men in tuxedos recounting the terror of their lives in a game of one upsmanship culminating in one of them declaring another's misery as 'luxury'
a map of los angeles superimposed on a skull, shaped to look like a green mohawk, for REPO MAN
a far side cartoon of sailors at a bar, the speaker is pointing at his wooden leg: well, i guess that ain't a bad story-- but let me tell you about the time I lost -this!- his companion has a peg -head- with a captains hat balanced on it.
pee wee herman begging to not have his ass kicked after knocking over a bunch of bikers biikes: i say we let him go
ice t in body count
Bruce Taylor, BS/BA 78, a third-generation lettuce producer in Salinas, California, founded Taylor Farms in 1995 to become North America’s leading producer of salads and healthy fresh foods. As Chairman and CEO, he’s built the company into a $7 billion enterprise with over 25,000 employees and 30 processing facilities. Operating across retail, foodservice, and prepared foods, Taylor Farms partners with every major retail group, club store, and quick-service restaurant chain in the country while producing 165 million servings of produce weekly. Along the way, the company has served as a model for innovation, sustainability, and food safety in the produce industry.
Belle sitting in the sink looking at the camera with her giant ears and Halloween orange eyes
Belle and Hank explore the refrigerator because it was open for a split second
the guy from fargo pushing his partner through a wood chipper
frank hapsburg, in a shadowy, dark room, looking sour as shit, wearing a big stupid hat holding a big stupid stick, very royal, very rich, very shit
an anime style professor who looks like the professor sex bot but not scary and undead
the pilot explains his views on politics to mariko, in shogun
the cover for the rifts splatbook 'juicer uprising' about heavily roided out rage machines going bananas and killing just, so many guys
black phillip is seducing you to witch craft
archer stuff a grenade wiht the pin pulled up a guys ass: did you know that men can also befnefit from doing kegel exercises?
tommy shelby 'no fighting' warning meme
marco rubio, not looking like the crypt keeper of the damned
Corey Feldman holding a coin and screaming about a wishing well in ‘Goonies’
cillian murphy and sam neill stgare each other down
the glove compartment of an old caddy, with a bar in it
Everybody wants to live in a lie But why should we delude ourselves? It's not as if we can't see something's wrong Where's the duty to what's right? Intentions end with empty words And chaos replaces order Those who shout the loudest impose their will Upholding laws that serve the few Declaring peace while the sirens sing In the name of progress, the name of madness Drum beats faster, crowd shouts louder And chaos replaces order I want justice for the voice that can't be heard Vindication for every suffering and hurt Let retribution hold dominion over earth Because Judgement Day's not coming Judgement Day's not coming soon enough
van helsing delivering terrible news
the minoan bull leaping fresco, where a bunch of guys fuck with a bull until it tries to run them over
a painting of the cadaver synod, where they dug up a pope to yell at the corpse
Lindsay Grahams tweet: if we nominate Trump, we will get destroyed….and we will deserve it.
a red barn like convenience store, under new management (a lovely immigrant family bought it and they do home country cooking) that also sells kratom
a black and white photograph of 'cheap trick' playing 'i want you to want me'
1 Samuel 18:27 David rose and went, along with his men, and killed one hundred of the Philistines; and David brought their foreskins, which were given in full number to the king, that he might become the king’s son-in-law. Saul gave him his daughter Michal as a wife.
first hardware product, which would likely compete with the iPhone. In April, industry analyst Ming-Chi Kuo suggested this device could be a smartphone that would rely on AI agents instead of apps. If true, it would be one of the largest threats to Apple’s core hardware business to date.
Brown and Anthony think that similar rites may have taken place at Krasnosamarskoe at the onset of the raiding season, which ran from the winter solstice to the summer solstice. And they speculate that part of the ceremony required the boys to kill their own dogs. The dead canines ranged in age from 7 to 12 years, suggesting that they were longtime companions—possibly even hounds raised with the boys from birth. "That makes a lot of sense," concludes Brown. To take on the mantle of a warrior, an innocent boy had to become a killer. Recent research conducted by military psychologists, moreover, suggests that the transition from civilian to soldier can be very difficult. In other words, "you have to train people to kill," says Brown. For the Bronze Age boys at Krasnosamarskoe, this training may have included killing one of their childhood companions—their faithful dog.
The fairy godmother singing ‘I need a hero’ by Bonnie Tyler, rip
A red meat comic from like, the early 90s: bug eyed earl with his cow skull bolo tie and priest collar jacket stands with a floating skull that is blast rays for two panels before asking ‘is it still there’ in the third
giant square headphones that cover fully the whole side of the head from the bottom of the jaw to almost the crown, with a massive support infrastructure holding it in place
a fully ascii graphic star trek game from the commodore 64 days, in glorious blue and white
the always sunny boys mock crying
harry ellis and his cokehead teeth, from die hard
a eurasian folk dancer in a blue tunic holding knives just fucking everywhere: four in each hand, a bunch in the belt, like, five in their mouth, just, a fuck ton of knives, skipping through the mountains