"Muggleborns in Hogwarts starting a film club and introducing Purebloods to any number of Teen romantic comedies"
What Muggleborns should do is start a film club and make Purebloods watch something that will scare the shit out of them. Make them watch Alien. Silence of the Lambs. Final Destination. Saw.
Show a them marathon of the best of Muggle horror and watch their eyes widen and faces go pale as they realize just how fucked up Muggles are.
YOU HUNT MONSTERS FOR A LIVING WHAT MAKES YOU THINK THERE IS ANY CHANCE THAT IS TOMATO SOUP
YOU DO NOT BOIL TOMATO SOUP!!! IT MAKES THE TOMATO TASTE BITTER!!!
THANK YOU FOR THAT INFORMATION BUT I DON’T THINK THAT THE INTRICACIES OF MAKING SOUP WERE SOMETHING THAT JOHN TAUGHT DEAN.
WHY ARE WE YELLING?
PROBABLY BECAUSE THE FIRST COMMENTOR UP THERE DID AND WE JUST KINDA ROLLED WITH IT.
I LIKE APPLE JUICE
WHILE I FAIL TO SEE WHAT THAT HAS TO DO WITH ANYTHING, I, TOO ENJOY APPLE JUICE. BUT CRAN-RASPBERRY IS MY FAVORITE.
ARE YOU SURE IT’S CALLED APPLE JUICE? I’M SURE CAS WOULD REFER TO IT AS JUICE OF APPLES
YOU BREED WITH THE MOUTH OF A GOAT
THIS WOULD ALL BE FUNNIER IN ENOCHIAN~~
I UNDERSTOOD THAT REFFERENCE, IM VERY POP CULTURE SAVY NOW.
The yelling is the best of it all. Now let’s all enjoy a bowl of tomato soup, huh? :)
WHAT KIND OF TOMATO SOUP
BITTER TOMATO SOUP WITH A SECRET SURPRISE!
DRUNK HISTORY IS THE BEST SHOW
THEY LITTERALLY INVITE HISTORIANS OVER AND GET THEM DRUNK AS FUCK. THEN THEY HAVE THEM TELL A STORY ABOUT HISTORY, AND HAVE ACTORS ACT IT OUT.
I’ve seen a few fashion posts trying to expand the “Marie Antoinette is not Victorian” rant, but this stuff can get complicated, so here is a semi-comprehensive list so everyone knows exactly when all of these eras were.
Please note that this is very basic and that there are sometimes subcategories (especially in the 17th century, Jacobean, Restoration, etc)
And people wonder WHY I complain about History/Art History periodization. Note how much overlap there is to the above “eras”, and how many exceptions and extensions there are to these categories.
Oh, and by the way…
Because you wouldn’t want to be historically inaccurate.
what the actual fuck.
are we shitting on this guy because he wanted to go and just talk to a girl. I mean yeah, this is a clear intentional overreaction for the sake of comedy. but are girls really like “ear buds are awesome for defending against asshole guys bugging me.”
I didn’t realize someone walking up to you to say hi made them an asshole or meant they were trying to get into your pants, my apologies.
There’ve been a few of these comments, so I’ll just address this one real quick: nobody’s shitting on anyone (despite the rather graphic claims of the clearly intentionally overreacting dude who posted this). We - as in women - are sharing a profound truth about social interactions while being in public. Namely, that the overwhelming majority of times that men (not “someone,” men) walk up to us to say hi, they are trying to get into our pants. And this is based on experience. This is not based on us being full of ourselves. This is not based on one bad interaction amidst a plethora of good ones. This is us saying, “we’ve had numerous interactions in public with men we do not know, and we’ve decided that the number of times that we have a nice, pleasant conversation does not outweigh the number of times we have had a gross or unpleasant conversation. So we’ve decided to take steps to put up boundaries rather than risk the gross or unpleasant conversations.”
I mean, go and read through the reblogs of this - women talk about men who have literally ripped the earbuds out of these women’s ears in order to ask them their names, or to “just say hi.” Do you really think that men who do this are just being friendly? Then why don’t we hear about this happening to men from women invading their space and bothering them? Why don’t we hear men complaining about other men doing it, or women complaining about other women doing it? Doesn’t the fact that these experiences are all going one way - that they are all women talking about the times that men have done this to them - register with you at all?
And do you really think all the women who are, in your view, shitting on this guy are doing so out of some bizarre desire to be mean? Or is it possible that they are recognizing a type of man that they have had numerous run-ins with and have learned to defend themselves against, and they are happy to hear that their defense is working? Is it just barely possible that women are laughing at this man because they are glad to see a confirmation of what they’ve long suspected, which is that male strangers approach them, it’s rarely out of a genuine friendliness but rather a desire to fuck her?
Because heres’ the thing: you’re pretending that all this guy wanted to do was “just talk to a girl,” but that’s total bullshit based on what the poster actually said - he has a crush on her, he was planning a “cold approach,” he was angry enough at being prevented to write a very badly-written rant about it. He did, in fact, want into her pants. And a woman has every right to shut that down at whatever stage she damn well pleases.
Also, if this guy was going for comedy, he deserves to be made fun of for being such a shitty comedian.
This is so spot on. I had a dude approach me at a burger stand a couple of weeks ago, and actually pull the earbud from my left ear so he could tell me he loved a woman who loves a good burger. I asked him on what universe was that okay, and could he please leave me alone, and he replied, “Sure thing, lesbo.”
When I told my friends this later that night, one of their boyfriends said, “Well, he was probably drunk, cut him some slack.” No. It is not on me to cut anyone slack for that. I don’t owe them conversation or a compliment or gratitude for unwanted attention. Just like the woman this turbodouche was complaining about doesn’t owe him a date, earbuds or not. I don’t know about other people, but I thought earbuds sent a pretty clear signal that I was not interested in being approached by anyone for any reason other than to tell me I’m literally on fire.
Some dude’s desire for my attention does not trump my right to be left alone. Some dude wanting to talk to me does NOT obligate me to talk to him. No woman is required to give any man ANYTHING. The end.
The fact that dudes are mad about women not being here for this shit shows that they dont care about the well being of women…
I want to choke the guy that wrote this with my ear bud cord. This entitlement shit it getting old.
WAIT HOLD THE FUCK UP
IS ‘MRS’ JUST MR’S
LIKE BELONGING TO MR
Mr comes from the French monsieur, which I think literally translates as ‘my lord’ and basically just means master, and Mrs comes from maistre which is the feminine form of master, so actually—for once—no.
This was an extremely relevant comment and I thank you for educating me
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Castiel is never catching the 8:17 train ever again.
On most days, he can catch the 7:57 and, while it’s still a pretty packed train, he’s usually able to find a seat after a couple stops and relax for fifteen minutes before a long day of work. But lately, he’s been spending so many late nights at the office that getting out of bed has become equivalent to getting a root canal.
So, Castiel has been taking the 8:17 train lately. And the 8:17 train is a mess.
Castiel squeezes onto the train, just barely making it as the doors shut behind him. He’s wedged between an elderly woman with an umbrella that’s poking him in the thigh (it’s barely drizzling out, but all right) and a young kid who’s listening to his music so loudly that Castiel can practically sing along.
After a few stops, with people getting on and off, Castiel is shuffled more to the middle of the train, and he finds himself pressed up very close to a tall, solid man with green eyes and, heaven help him, freckles.