What is that certain method (never discussed) of greasing the roof of a car in a way that induces elderly owls to breakdance upon it?
i think i should get off tumblr b4 things get worse
I think you mean better…
Will the new iPhone enable me to project a trumpet-like apparatus that blows lethal bubbles, even when I am engulfed in flames?
i love this scene omg i can’t believe they cancelled this
By Colin Raff
No protection for the killer
THE SECOND ITEM INSPECTED: A SABER HILT WITHOUT A BLADE, DATING FROM THE TENTH CENTURY.
During the Bulgar dominion of Euxinova, when Ellubecque had yet to be called Elbequond by the Byzantines, and was still known as Albaquadrum — though the Roman fortified camp of that name was long gone — a modest insurrection restored independence from the Tsar Simeon in a manner that would inform Euxinovan political strategy for centuries to come.
It began at a public ceremony, with the Bulgar praefect of the territory receiving a collection of gold as he had the year before. Quite unexpectedly, the man presenting the tribute produced a blade from his robes and slit the magistrate’s throat. At this, other innocuous figures revealed weapons and skills of their own, overcame the Bulgarian guard (who were only slightly superior in numbers and insufficiently surprised out of their indolence), took the city and claimed the contiguous regions as once again sole property of the Moesians, as the Euxinovans still were known. This revolt, as if by design, directly followed a spate of notable colonial investments by the Bulgars, who, considering this fecund valley a satellite to their own kingdom, had by then founded a library, built a royal palace, expanded upon Ellubecque’s burgeoning harbor structures, and added other improvements that would continue to benefit the usurpers.
It seems that the obscure parties who organized the rebellion obtained help from the semi-legendary Moesian bandit clans (still extant from their time of thriving symbiosis with the Roman landed gentry), for the praefect’s assassin is recorded as being the so-called “bandit prince” Rhauminogg. His famous saber bore an inscription on the blade — REQUIRIT FUR SUIS REBUS TUERI — that became a maxim popular among historians and pragmatic nationalists.
(However, that blade is gone, if this artifact is even what the placard beneath it attempts to suggest.)
(Source: euxinova.com, via euxinova)
Another freak show into the human mind. Made by ZBags. The animation reminds me of the media today. Shallow yet hypnotic… Keep the art work coming ZBags :-)
platypusdelight said: So fucking creepy, but don't interpret that as an insult.
Raising miniature donkeys in captivity from fragile eggs to full-grown predators can present daunting challenges to an aquarium staff.