the gimmick blogs are like tumblr’s rogue gallery. yes we’ve got some heroes, yes we’ve got some villains, but more importantly if you look over here you will see some freak who devotes all their time to counting the number of “t’s” in a post
T Count: 15
Letter Count: 198
Your T Percentage: 7.58%
Average T Percentage: 6.95%
You used the letter T 1.09 times as much as average!
YOU EXIST???
Sometimes you create a guy and it turns out they already exist
Sometimes that guy has skills beyond your comprehension @identifying-cars-in-posts
1993-1997 Mazda 626
I love all the fun kinds of autism we get here
happy Thursday the 20th
I’d have to wait months or even years for another chance to reblog this, so why the fuck not?
next days you can reblog this on a Thursday the 20th
August 2015
October 2016
April 2017
July 2017
September 2018
December 2018
June 2019
February 2020
August 2020
You know, just in case you wanted to set your queue for the next 6 years
TODAY
Since it’s now August 20, 2020… The next days you can reblog this on a Thursday the 20th:
- May 2021
- January 2022
- October 2022
- April 2023
- July 2023
- June 2024
- February 2025
- March 2025
- November 2025
- August 2026
If you wanted to set your queue for the next six years.
THANK WHATEVER COSMIC BEING IS OUT THERE THAT THIS CAME UPON MY DASH
HAPPY THURSDAY THE 20TH!!!!
happy Thursday the 20th guys
Holy shit, I don’t think I’ve ever seen a Tumblr post with this many notes. See you all in April!
HAPPY THURSDAY THE 20TH @hellsite-hall-of-fame
The history of corporate propaganda.
I vividly remember attending a training session with a scan from an 1880-something newspaper that said "unions used to be something we needed, but we're past that now." The corporate propaganda hasn't changed in 130+ years.
Clark Kent’s birthday canonically being February 29th is hysterical to me. Not because it’s meant to jokingly explain away how Superman is a timeless character, but because it implies Martha and Jonathan Kent found an alien baby in a cornfield, and when pressed to choose a birthday for their new baby, they gave him the most difficult birthday possible.
clark is clearly not a newborn and they're just going "well he is a leap day baby we don't really know how old he is! you know how newborns are, we lost track of time, the kitchen calendar got ruined by water when the upstairs shower leaked! he could be 1, he could be 2!"
wait i'm not done.
this man is an ALIEN. he meets Batman AS AN ALIEN BEING. imagine knowing Superman for like, a year or so, enough that this friendship is solidifying, and his age/birthday comes up (maybe because he insisted on getting something small for Bruce's more publicly known birthday!) and this adult alien who is NOT BEYOND pulling petty shit when it's harmless and funny, says with a straight face and no explanation, that he's six years old. what is bruce supposed to do with that? maybe kryptonians age differently! clark could draw it out for a while, letting Bruce think he's younger than Robin! and Bruce wouldn't have a good reason to disbelieve it unless he like, went digging for Clark's high school records or something (which he MIGHT do but then maybe he's trying to respect a little of the privacy of the one friend he managed to make, pre-intense paranoia days).
and then it was just a leap day joke
AND THEN KON SHOWS UP AND IS LIKE
"I'm six!"
AND BRUCE IS LIKE
"i'm not fucking falling for that again."
This man nearly died to create this for us. The least we can do is watch it from start to finish and then share it immediately.
This is art.
i love that stupid double fisted overhead punch they always do on star trek
fuck your life
best part of it is that the person doing it almost always is the one who wins the fight
how could you not include this part
take this! heres ASS
Lois Lane is not a bad driver. Lois Lane is an excellent driver. Lois Lane could arguably be a stunt driver. She's chased down the slipperiest leads and pulled crazy maneuvers in parking garages and pulled the drawbridge-turned-ramp stunt to get her story when the situation has called for it. She has grabbed the wheel of a humvee from the backseat when an IED turned both her MP driver escort and his partner to swiss cheese and she successfully navigated through a suddenly-turned-warzone to the American embassy while having a minor concussion herself. She's definitely a better driver than Clark, who, between frequently second-guessing other drivers, having to reconcile super-senses with operating a respectable used hybrid volvo sedan, and never going above the speed limit, basically drives like an old lady. But Lois drives like fucking Lupin III and it scares the shit out of both Clark and Jimmy.
Clark: *regularly breaks the sound barrier, has to be hyper-conscious of speed to make sure he doesn't injure anyone he's carrying or make them pass out from G-Force, is literally invulnerable*
Clark when he's in a car and Lois is driving:
I love the unintentional implication of the image. Cuz that's a replaced car handle that doesn't match the interior. Meaning that Clark's gotta have ripped out Lois' car handle at LEAST once.
Anonymous asked:
can you not post nsfw :(
girlballs answered:
you come into my home uninvited and tell me how i should arrange my furniture? what a fool you are. skeleton divine death blast
