you ever just suddenly remember that linguini and remy can’t communicate. linguini does not have some special ability to understand rats. he just fuckin. accepts that this weird rat wants to cook and can control him with his hair. he’s just okay with that
this website has destroyed my fucking sense of humour like who do i share this with. who do i show this to. all of my friends are normal and i cant show my family anything i do online so just what the fuck where do i go from here
i give BBC sherlock holmes a lot of shit but when i hear someone in public say the kind of dog they’re planning to get i observe everything about them and go into my mind palace to make judgements
someone who i know for a fact prefers to live in the city and hates going out walking and is majorly a homebody (nothing wrong with that alone) and who is notably impatient says they’re getting a herding breed (PROBABLY an aussie) and well I simply become Extremely Rude in my mind
Although there were planes used against the miners in the Battle of Blair Mountain, it is not true that this was the first time planes were used to drop bombs on American soil against Americans.
The Battle of Blair Mountain took place in August and September of 1921. Just a few months prior to that, on May 31 and June 1, planes were also used to help destroy the Greenwood district of Tulsa, Oklahoma, a prosperous black neighborhood nicknamed The Black Wall Street. At least 39 people died during the event, which is known as the Tulsa Race Massacre. Hundreds were wounded, and 6,000 black people lost their homes.
Both of these events were hugely important moments in American history.
Ask yourself why neither was taught to you in school. Also ask your local school board.
you know whats a good trope? when a character sarcastically says “what should we do? [proposes outlandish and foolish plan]” and the next scene is them mid-execution of said outlandish and foolish plan
Me checking in on people who would never check in on me but that’s okay because I’m mature enough to know that caring isn’t a competition nor is it a boomerang, it’s done from the bottom of your heart and not a balancing act or a sick mental game: