“Who’s he?”
“His name’s Ed. He’s at Dow Corning. They make beautiful dishes, glassware…napalm.”
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“Who’s he?”
“His name’s Ed. He’s at Dow Corning. They make beautiful dishes, glassware…napalm.”
#madmen
A photo of a tasmanian devil sitting in a grassy area, mid-yawn. Its entire head appears to be made of a giant pink mouth and lots of big teeth.
Photo of the Day: Tasmanian devil (feat. teeth)
All photos on the repository are free-to-use for artists creating derivative/transformative works (sans AI).
Ngl, this divorced middle-aged normie dad is pretty excited about going home and playing the new black ops royale this afternoon.
Are GLP-1s the reason why it’s hard to find multivitamins (in pill form, the gummies are still abundant) at stores these days, or do people just prefer gummies to pills, so they don’t stock as many pill vitamins? I don’t like gummy anything—never have—it’s a texture issue with me.
Fell for the old delete sys 32 trick.
Color version
A screenshot from Mad Men. Characters played by Jon Hamm and Ronald Guttman are walking in a hall in a fancy apartment building.
HEY IT’S THE CHIEF ENGINEER FROM THE HUNT FOR RED OCTOBER!
me and the boys riding barrels thru the strait, Thorin's Company style
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Those drones are made out of pure fentanyl, too.
One really sweet thing you see while driving in the country are dogs sleeping on driveways, waiting for their people to get home.
Consider yourself graced by a gentle green sea turtle ☺️〰️🔮🐢🪸〰️🌇 #greenseaturtle #seaturtlesofcoralcity #seaturtle #coralcitycamera
A stock photo of brown Sketcher leather sneakers. They are popular with divorced dads who are unconcerned with fashion trends.
I have a pair of black dress shoes and a pair of brown. The last time I wore either of them was my grandpa’s funeral in 2009. The few dressy events I’ve attended since then (Easter, Mother’s Day, “formal” dinners on cruises), I’ve gotten away with my trusty brown leather sketcher sneakers.
today at the World Metaphors Classic the leader of the USA didn't bother to find out the details of the situation his team was in and blindly assumed they would win a matchup they ended up losing, jeopardizing their long-term standing for no good reason
Happy 311 Day! The one day a year you can listen to the band 311 youtu.be/-2nf_MFtnHk?...
A version of Microsoft's old Windows Minesweeper game set in the Strait of Hormuz, published by a San Francisco-based developer named Sergey Alexashenko: https://x.com/SAlexashenko/status/2031475442008612953
I was wondering when some life-experienced nerd would do this--and now the prophecy has been fulfilled.
sweepthestrait.com
Betty Draper is on the couch eating Bugles, the nastiest of all snacks. Do they still make Bugles? They were so gross.
MrBeast competition to see who can make it through the Strait of Hormuz
Juan de Fuca
Frodo Baggins from the fellowship of the Ring, but his face has been digitally altered so he has a big chin, high cheekbones, and a curved eyebrow.
I remember getting one of these during a family camping trip in Gatlinburg when I was a wee lad. My boat, containing my little hamburger and fries, floated courageously down the Little Pigeon River, never to be seen again. I ended up eating Vienna sausages for supper.
Happy third birthday, Piglet! Piglet was purchased as a “teacup pig”, but his owners quickly realized he was growing much bigger and his care was more demanding than the breeders of these pig lead people to believe. This “teacup” birthday boy now weighs 125 lbs!
Australia's man did the flowerbeds. New Zealand had sent a chappie to labor in the gardens too. Their American accents were vaguely southern, and they tended to avoid officials from below the Mason-Dixon line. Aussie Jack was a lady-killer, though, and was sleeping his way through every Republican wife who still had a beating heart under her twinset and pearls, and skimming quite a bit of information on the side. He called himself a "martyr to his duty." He and New Zealand Craig were drowning their sorrows by working steadily through all of Florida's craft beers, one microbrewery at a time. Their relationship was significantly more harmonious than that of the clandestine representatives of Argentina and the Mossad, who had inadvertently dated for several weeks before mutually discovering one another's identities, and now existed (as bartender and assistant golf green superintendent respectively) in mutually icy disdain, lending further stress to cocktail hour. She'd heard Brazil's guy in an unwisely loud Portuguese phone call describing the fiasco as "Eichmann, on the rocks." buttondown.com
in which i imagine the life of a spy at mar a lago, in a short story
buttondown.com/theswordandt...
Three panel comic. Panel 1: three witches stand around a cauldron while one of them stirs. Panel 2: one of the witches adds a scoop of pre workout into the pot. Panel 3: the three witches are getting absolutely shredded in the gym.
My kid moved to Maine and fell in love with climbing. Until yesterday, it was just gym climbing, but yesterday she went with a group and tried real bouldering and had a blast. Climbing always interested me when I was younger but it’s not something you should do alone, so I never pursued it.
A coworker has one of those warm wax scent things and it smells like strawberries. It’s a pleasant smell but darn it’s got me hankering for some ice cold strawberry nestle quik.
I hate IRI with every fiber of my being. The IRGC & its Basij arm made my teenage years a nightmare that Margaret Atwood could only imagine.
… but let me tell you that this is a blatant lie. There is no way possible that there are rocket launchers in Iranian hospitals & schools. This is a just lie.
The steeple (or spire, but it looks more like a steeple) on a nearby baseball stadium. Behind it is an orange-red sky. It looks aflame.
Quite the sunset tonight.
