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  • leaper182:

    celestialshimmer:

    kanthia:

    gilajames:

    knitmeapony:

    sindri42:

    I love how the INTERPOL pretzel cart is actually really good pretzels.

    Does INTERPOL just have such a huge pretzel cart disguise budget that they get the highest quality of pretzels available? Did they specifically select the agent with the greatest proficiency for making pretzels?

    Or maybe they put an agent on pretzel cart surveillance duty years ago, and he thought of it as just another undercover job, making his shitty pretzels and reporting back to his masters, but then something he never expected happened. He started to care about the pretzels he was making and selling. He got in too deep. The espionage was suddenly secondary to his true calling: making the best damn pretzels he could and selling them to hungry people near the area of interest.

    It’s the INTERPOL version of Eliot.

    Dude, Eliot probably knows him. (Those pretzels are very distinctive!) They hang out sometimes, swap recipes, bitch about yeast not cooperating when you really need it to, and compare knife blades. Eliot brings him a thermos of tea when he’s stuck working in inclement weather and in return, he makes sure to sneak vitamin powder into the pretzels he sells to Hardison because they both know how few vegetables Hardison ever eats.

    I feel like Sterling drives a major policy change stating that if a food vendor is used as cover to case a place Eliot Spencer is known to frequent, it has to be quality food

    after like six seperate instances of Eliot taking a bite, staring right into the hidden camera, and saying “seriously, Sterling?”

    #this is what happens in a fandom with little new material#we get excited about pretzel trucks (via aegialia)

    What if it was a random pretzel guy, and then INTERPOL was like, “Hey. We’d like to borrow your pretzel truck.”

    And the pretzel guy was like, “You’ll have my pretzel truck over my dead body. I have a reputation for being the best pretzels in town!”

    And INTERPOL was like, “Okay, either we train this guy to be an agent, or we get our agent pretzel training.”

    And that’s how Agent Schmidt learned to make the best goddamn pretzels ever.

  • wrotemyown:

    mailidhonn:

    coto524:

    coto524:

    saethwr:

    coto524:

    as a welsh person i want you all to accept that W is a vowel because honestly it makes pronouncing acronyms so much easier. wlw becomes ‘ooloo’, wjec becomes ‘oojeck’, love yourselves and stop giving us shit when we tell you welsh has 7 vowels. english actually has 15 vowel sounds but because y’all only use 5 letters you have to rely on a spelling system devised by satan

    and please, enough with the “keyboard smashing” jokes. not original, not funny.

    #okay but can any of y’all even pronounce your own town names tho? #bye”

    yeah, we can actually because the spelling is phonetic. meanwhile english folks have placenames like bicester or keighley or beaulieu, which you have to learn the pronunciation for individually because the rules are so inconsistent. i mean people can’t even agree how to pronounce marylebone but sure welsh place names are the weird ones

    #But are you aware your language literally looks like a potato rolled across a keyboard”

    fun fact: for decades children were beaten for speaking welsh in school, even in areas where english was barely spoken, because the government decided in 1847 that the language made people lazy and immoral

    fun fact: welsh orthography is actually easy to read if you take your head out of your arse for one minute and learn our alphabet – just like french, or spanish, or korean, because surprise! languages use different spelling systems that are not based on english. novel, i know – and in the 18th century, travelling schools were able to teach people to read and write welsh in a matter of months, so that wales enjoyed a literate majority, a rare thing in europe at the time

    fun fact: the english have been taking the piss out of welsh for years, just like they’ve been doing for irish, and scots gaelic, and cornish, and british sign language, and a hundred and one other languages, because evidently the fact that the whole world isn’t anglophone and monocultured and Still Part Of The Empire is a problem, and something that needs to be corrected

    I could kiss this post a million times over and coto524 would still not understand the level of my love for it and them

    I am not welsh but i love this fucking language and i s2g anyone shitting on it is gonna get my foot up their ass bc it makes more sense than english when you bother to learn how it works, and it’s gorgeous, and fuck you.

  • xvnot15:

    k3lb0y:

    sonoanthony:

    firstoffletmesayi:

    onlyblackgirl:

    sonoanthony:

    sonoanthony:

    last point of today: nobody can rock a bright yellow dress better than a DARK SKINNED woman 

    like i mean…

    truly my aesthetic, idk about y’all

    Yet we’re always told to never wear bright vibrant colors. ????

    That contrast is phenomenal.

    10/10 would also recommend bright ass blue.

    Can somebody reblog this with a photoset of dark skinned women in bright ass blue dresses pls?

    Yeah I can

    I love how much this blew up because it’s so positive and honestly we need more posts like this encouraging our dark skinned sisters

    Brilliant Beauty

  • richiewhite:

    A horse walks into a bar. The bartender says, “you’re in here alot, are you an alcoholic?”

    The horse ponders for a minute and responds “I don’t think I am”
    And poof he disappears

    This is where philosophy students start to snicker, as they are familiar with Descartes postulate, “I think, therefore I am.”

    But telling you that first would be putting Descartes before the horse

  • marthawells:

    burntlikethesun:

    I’m not having a pop at Elementary, but Benedict is a lot more famous than anybody on their show. – Moffat
    image

    I’d rather Lucy Liu played Doctor Strange. (Of course she would have done a better job at Alan Turing, too.)

  • dirtyartkid:

    dr-archeville:

    best-of-memes:

    Awful Fantasy’s Awfulest Tweets of 2015

    OMG

    Now I want to play a prestidigitation bard who does simple magic tricks while he tells jokes he’s written to music.

  • Soooooo…. yeah.

    I applied for this job a little while back. I didn’t really think I had much of a shot at it, and I had been on nights so it wasn’t my best application ever. I ended up hurled the application together, and submitted it when I was barely happy with it because I really wanted a shot at it — but they were already interviewing and I didn’t dare leave it any longer.

    …then I got invited for an interview.

    …and I thought “well, there’s no way I’ll get this”, so I was (for me) relaxed. I even slept some last night. But I actually quite enjoyed the interview, relatively speaking, and had answers I was happy with for most of the questions. And the teaching session I had to do seemed to go well.

    …and I came home and thought “well, I did okay. I did not make an arse (nor an ass) of myself”. Thought I’d pop off an e-mail saying thanks (as is the custom here) and then wait a couple of weeks for the answer…

    …but I just found out I’ve been invited for a second interview. Which is fantastic, and terrifying, because it means I actually do have a shot at this, which makes it much more terrifying. But also fantastic, because I’d really enjoy it, and it’s kind of the combination of lots of threads through my nursing career.

    So that’s pretty unexpected. And scary. And cool. And so on.

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    silktum:

    squided:

    spicy-vagina-tacos:

    sailoruranus:

    thank u for saving bi lions

    im so proud of the lions for coming out

    reblog if u support saving bi lions

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  • tinierpurplefishes:

    rachelreine:

    cryfarting:

    magebirb:

    DOES ANYONE KNOW WHAT BIRD THIS IS please tell me it’s me

    it’s a black-throated bushtit!

    I thought you were kidding but no, it is indeed a bushtit 

    bushtits are no bullshit