Evening Post: August 12, 1899.
"She immediately alighted, caught hold of the astonished youth, and gave him a sound thrashing, using her fists in a scientific fashion…”
I would love to know what this means.
I think it means they transformed into robot hands.
The actual answer is that she knew how to box…but fuck it I really want to believe her fist turns into pistons and used them to crush this guys jaw
A fellow redditor commissioned me to paint Washington dunking on Kim Jong Un while Lincoln and Stalin watch. Thanks /u/fact_school_cat
It’s July 4th you guys.
Let the fireworks and jingoism begin.
Lincoln isn’t just watching, hes doing a bang up job of boxing out Stalin.
Great job Lincoln
self-respect is my respect for myself
i could as well suck 3 thousand dicks and still respect myself so shut the fuck up
Hell I would respect u for sucking 3 thousand dicks
In a row?
Is that why you shot Drake in the ass in that one episode of Degrassi
Evangelion has buckets
Evangelion has bowling pins
Evangelion has underwear
Evangelion has toasters
Evangelion has wine
Evangelion has soccer balls
Evangelion has electric car charging stations
Evangelion has fake eyelashes
Evangelion eve has its own Schick razor holders
But do they have— they have it!!
EVANGELION CANNED BREAD
I kinda want the bowling pins
The scariest thing in sci fi isn’t a black hole, bioplagues, or laser cannons, it’s the colony drop. Cause at least with those things it kills you before you have time to react. With a colony drop you get to see it coming, you get to see its decent on the world, and there isn’t anything you can do about it.
Finally a decision he makes that will directly impact my life
I take for granted my ability to be a fangirl and a lesbian in the open, my freedom of speech. To be vocal about my joys, my erotic attachments. Meanwhile our fellow fans are being persecuted for what many of us experience as simple guilty pleasures. This is a vital issue and it deserves our collective attention.
International Volunteers in the POUM Militias. Spanish Civil War
“As soon as I knew that the bullet had gone clean through my neck I took it for granted that I was done for. I had never heard of a man or an animal getting a bullet through the middle of the neck and surviving it. The blood was dribbling out of the corner of my mouth. ‘The artery’s gone,’ I thought. I wondered how long you last when your carotid artery is cut; not many minutes, presumably. Everything was very blurry. There must have been about two minutes during which I assumed that I was killed. And that too was interesting - I mean it is interesting to know what your thoughts would be at such a time. My first thought, conventionally enough, was for my wife. My second was a violent resentment at having to leave this world which, when all is said and done, suits me so well. I had time to feel very vividly. The stupid mischance infuriated me. The meaninglessness of it!”
― George Orwell, Homage to Catalonia