黒哥＠Greater Vasa Parrot has proposed an arrangement of the scarf.
It is BIRB FASHN HOUR WITH YOU HOST gramma birb. Come look at scarf. Come closer. More scarf. AH! Bite nose, haHA
According to legend, doppelgangers (German for “double-walker”) are paranormal duplicates of a real person. They can manifest in a number of ways: You can see them out of the corner of your eye, meet them on a lonely road somewhere, or, chillingly, see them standing behind you when looking in a mirror.
They’re supposed to be BAD LUCK. They represent death. For example one night, Catherine The Great was lying down in bed when her servants said they just saw her sitting on the throne. She ordered the servants to shoot at the thing at her throne. Nothing happened but Catherine herself died shortly afterwards.
Queen Elizabeth also one day entered a room, only to see herself lying down in bed. She also died shortly afterwards. Even Abraham Lincoln took a moment to rest on his couch one evening. While lying there, he happened to glance in a mirror and saw his own visage—except that he had two faces.
A second Lincoln, pale and ghostly, was looking at him from the mirror, right next to his own face. Startled, he rose from the couch . . . and the doppelganger disappeared. He sat back down, only to see it again.
I hope you guys never come in contact with one !
YOU REALLY THINK A FUCKIN PANCAKE IS GONNA FIX THIS HEATHER
Anatoli Bugorski might be the luckiest scientist of all time.
While poking around the machine, Bugorski stuck his head inside the accelerator and straight into the path of a proton beam.
As it coursed through his skull, the proton beam burned a hole through Bugorski’s brain. While it was painless, he said he was blinded by a flash “brighter than a thousand suns.”
After staggering away from the machine, the left side of his face swelled to enormous proportions. Later, the skin near the entry and exit wounds peeled away, and Bugorski lost hearing in his left ear. However, this Soviet survived his mind-blowing experience, perhaps because the proton beam was moving at nearly the speed of light.
Despite his good luck, Bugorski eventually lost every nerve in the left side of his face becoming partially paralyzed. The proton beam also damaged Bugorski’s mental capabilities, though not as badly as you might expect. Despite his handicap, Bugorski earned a PhD and is still alive today, proving that it takes a lot more than a proton beam to kill a Russian.
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"I AINT NEED A VINE TO WHIP YA ASS"
Agility by Anastasya Silakova
can the science side of tumblr explain this
swag • per • a • tion /swaəgpərashion/
adj. To channel the swagger inside of you and turn it into pure teleportation energy.
i.e. “dude, this party blows, i’m swagperating out of here”
this person wrote a noun, listed it as an adjective, and defined and used it as a verb
WHAT IS THE FUCKING POINT
YOU COULD BE A FUCKING BADASS DRAGON THAT’S THE POINT
"I AM A CREATURE OF DARKNESS" "oh hey sabrina."
I guess the point is that you could shapeshift into the body you always thought you’d grow into when you were a kid
taller, shorter, slimmer, more muscular, purple hair, tattoos everywhere, tattoos nowhere,
every single shoe would fit you every single time you tried it on, every single article of clothing would fit your perfectly, all you have to do is transform slightly, you’d never run out of ‘your size’ again
and you wouldn’t have to work for it at all, and you’d never be limitted by your bone structure or something. You could just transform at will.
I don’t see how this is much of a downside
When you turn into a sixty story tentacle demon and terrorize a city you want to get the credit you deserve
Oh man that would be so sweet. I could be an annoying fuck as an insect or something but you couldn’t kill me because everyone would know
So if we have to show women what the baby looks like in their womb and tell them how the process works before allowing them to get an abortion, does that mean we should teach our soldiers about the culture of the lands we’re invading, and explain to them that the people we want them to kill have families and feel pain, just like Americans?
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