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posted 3 days ago
10/18/14 @ 7:25 pm

mowilleno
© dongbufeng

dongbufeng:

Preview clip from Episode 4 of Book 4, “The Calling” [x].

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posted 3 days ago
10/18/14 @ 7:23 pm

doctorsafraid
© thisisteariffic

l00ny-l0veg00d:

These are the mist beautiful rings I’ve ever seen, I love rough stones.

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posted 3 days ago
10/18/14 @ 7:22 pm

mowilleno
© yinza

yinza:

Toph has priorities and they don’t include you unless she says so.

I’m sure this has been done, but I needed to draw more old lady Toph after today’s episode. Also, old people Toko.

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posted 3 days ago
10/18/14 @ 7:21 pm

pokechampion
© makemelaughblog
whycantibe1oftheoneswithacoolurl:

schrodingerscatisdead:

me at pokemon daycare

I had to reblog this again

whycantibe1oftheoneswithacoolurl:

schrodingerscatisdead:

me at pokemon daycare

I had to reblog this again

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posted 3 days ago
10/18/14 @ 7:21 pm

ifightspookytitanswitherenjaeger
© sixpenceee
carry-on-wayward-fallen-angel:

sixpenceee:

angrynerdyblogger:

sixpenceee:
Close your left eye and stare at the cross mark in the diagram with your right eye.
Off to the right you should be able to see the black dot.
Now slowly move toward the computer screen. Keep looking at the cross mark while you move.
At a particular distance the spot will disappear (it will reappear again if you move even closer). 
The fact that is disappears is because of your blind spot.The blind spot is the area on the retina without receptors that respond to light. Therefore an image that falls on this region will NOT be seen. It is in this region that the optic nerve exits the eye on its way to the brain.
SOURCE

Not gonna lie, one of the things that has always scared me is the thought of a creature that can exist in people’s blind spots. It just knows instinctively where the blind spot is, and is there all the time, right next to you.

Sounds like the start of a great horror story/movie to be honest

all those times you thought you saw something out of the corner of your eye…

carry-on-wayward-fallen-angel:

sixpenceee:

angrynerdyblogger:

sixpenceee:

  1. Close your left eye and stare at the cross mark in the diagram with your right eye.
  2. Off to the right you should be able to see the black dot.
  3. Now slowly move toward the computer screen. Keep looking at the cross mark while you move.
  4. At a particular distance the spot will disappear (it will reappear again if you move even closer). 

The fact that is disappears is because of your blind spot.The blind spot is the area on the retina without receptors that respond to light. Therefore an image that falls on this region will NOT be seen. It is in this region that the optic nerve exits the eye on its way to the brain.

SOURCE

Not gonna lie, one of the things that has always scared me is the thought of a creature that can exist in people’s blind spots. It just knows instinctively where the blind spot is, and is there all the time, right next to you.

Sounds like the start of a great horror story/movie to be honest

all those times you thought you saw something out of the corner of your eye…

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posted 3 days ago
10/18/14 @ 7:19 pm

mowilleno
© diehardpokemonfans
lucyliunareclipse:

snorlaxatives:

damn….. ash is shredded as fuck

lucyliunareclipse:

snorlaxatives:

damn….. ash is shredded as fuck

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posted 3 days ago
10/18/14 @ 7:19 pm

gifs-gifs-gifs-gifs-gifs
© unshaped

unshaped:

when you’re tired and people force you to do something for them

image

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posted 3 days ago
10/18/14 @ 7:19 pm

timebenderss
© timelordgifs

spaceshipmadeofwood:

#the only companion that didn’t want to see the doctor naked saw the doctor naked

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posted 3 days ago
10/18/14 @ 7:14 pm

robert-downey-jesus
© soloeaux
king-of-aces:

tmtp:

soloeaux:

Speaks for itself

Take note of the:
black runner’s awareness of what he’s facing;
judge’s position;
white runner with his head down (oblivious to his opponent’s path/what he has to go through) 

This is very deep.

king-of-aces:

tmtp:

soloeaux:

Speaks for itself

Take note of the:

  • black runner’s awareness of what he’s facing;
  • judge’s position;
  • white runner with his head down (oblivious to his opponent’s path/what he has to go through) 

This is very deep.

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posted 3 days ago
10/18/14 @ 7:13 pm

robert-downey-jesus
© edenwolfie
hermionemollycharliepond:

just-raowolf:

edenwolfie:

my year 8 students had to do a budgeting activity pretending they were living out of home on $2000 a month and I find this written on there help I can’t fucking breathe

We had to do this and I was partnered with a boy whose parents are a scientist and a doctor. My family spawned the book: Top Drawer Villain - autobiography of a London criminal.
First of all, we had to choose where we would shop. He wanted to buy from Booths. “We are not buying from Booths," I snapped. "Get on Asda’s website right now." His face froze.
“A-Asda?" he whispered. "But that’s where… The Lower Classes shop.”
This was a good start.
We then had to decide on a menu. We started on breakfast. “Toast," he said.
“Toast," I said. "Great. Look, Asda has its own wholemeal—”
“Warburton’s thick-slice white bread. Nothing else. With olive oil.”
“You WHAT?" I choked. "You have olive oil, on your toast, in the morning?”
He frowned. “Who doesn’t?”
“Okay," I said, "but what will the children eat?”
He gaped at me. “The children? We have children?”
We continued. All was well until it came to what we would have on our sandwiches. We even sorted out the children’s lunch - they, of course, would get free school meals. “Yes," he agreed; "if we can’t even afford Bertolli then they can get school meals on the government.”
He asked what dressing we should have on our ham. “Nuh-uh," I said. "Can’t have ham. I’m vegetarian.”
“But I’m not.”
“Yes, but we’re married and we can only afford one sandwich filler so it has to be vege—”
“We’re married!?”
“Of course we’re married! You’re devout Christian - how do you think I convinced you to have children?”
He shook his head, frowning. “Well I want ham. You’ll have to put back the washing powder - I need ham on my sandwiches.”
We continued. Finally, it was dinner. “Okay," he said, clearly thinking hard; "for dinner, we can have… Chicken nuggets and… Beans?”
“Vegetarian.”
“Vegetarian nuggets then. And beans.”
“We need vegetables. The children have to have a balanced diet.”
“You and your children!" he yelled, and the whole class looked around.
“They’re your children too!" I screamed back.
He leapt to his feet, shaking his head and looking distraught. “I don’t believe it - I don’t believe you! I wouldn’t have your children!”
“Please," I cried, standing up also. "Don’t—”
“I want a divorce!”
And he walked out of the classroom.
The teacher stood up and stared between me and the door through which he had vanished. “I’m sorry," I whispered, "but we couldn’t do it any more. There were just too many differences - I can’t live with someone who thinks champagne is a budget.”
I can’t wait to see this guy when he gets to university.

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hermionemollycharliepond:

just-raowolf:

edenwolfie:

my year 8 students had to do a budgeting activity pretending they were living out of home on $2000 a month and I find this written on there help I can’t fucking breathe

We had to do this and I was partnered with a boy whose parents are a scientist and a doctor. My family spawned the book: Top Drawer Villain - autobiography of a London criminal.

First of all, we had to choose where we would shop. He wanted to buy from Booths. “We are not buying from Booths," I snapped. "Get on Asda’s website right now." His face froze.

A-Asda?" he whispered. "But that’s where… The Lower Classes shop.

This was a good start.

We then had to decide on a menu. We started on breakfast. “Toast," he said.

Toast," I said. "Great. Look, Asda has its own wholemeal—

Warburton’s thick-slice white bread. Nothing else. With olive oil.

You WHAT?" I choked. "You have olive oil, on your toast, in the morning?

He frowned. “Who doesn’t?

Okay," I said, "but what will the children eat?

He gaped at me. “The children? We have children?

We continued. All was well until it came to what we would have on our sandwiches. We even sorted out the children’s lunch - they, of course, would get free school meals. “Yes," he agreed; "if we can’t even afford Bertolli then they can get school meals on the government.

He asked what dressing we should have on our ham. “Nuh-uh," I said. "Can’t have ham. I’m vegetarian.

But I’m not.

Yes, but we’re married and we can only afford one sandwich filler so it has to be vege—

We’re married!?

Of course we’re married! You’re devout Christian - how do you think I convinced you to have children?

He shook his head, frowning. “Well I want ham. You’ll have to put back the washing powder - I need ham on my sandwiches.

We continued. Finally, it was dinner. “Okay," he said, clearly thinking hard; "for dinner, we can have… Chicken nuggets and… Beans?

Vegetarian.

Vegetarian nuggets then. And beans.

We need vegetables. The children have to have a balanced diet.

You and your children!" he yelled, and the whole class looked around.

They’re your children too!" I screamed back.

He leapt to his feet, shaking his head and looking distraught. “I don’t believe it - I don’t believe you! I wouldn’t have your children!

Please," I cried, standing up also. "Don’t—

I want a divorce!

And he walked out of the classroom.

The teacher stood up and stared between me and the door through which he had vanished. “I’m sorry," I whispered, "but we couldn’t do it any more. There were just too many differences - I can’t live with someone who thinks champagne is a budget.

I can’t wait to see this guy when he gets to university.

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