Water springs out of the Mulberry tree at Dinoša, Montenegro. For the last two decades, during the spring floods, the water has been running out of this old mulberry tree in a village of Dinoša in Montenegro.
does anyone ever do the opposite of dissociate?? where youre just suddenly and uncomfortably aware of your situation and reality
more to the point why do i get that feeling when im sitting on top of my kitchen table watching a velveeta mac and cheese pack spin in the microwave for three and a half minutes and im just like I Exist I Am Here And Theres Nothing I Can Do About It
okay this one wins, everyone can stop reblogging this now
does anyone else remember waking up jaded af in a haze at 2am and turning on the tv only to find that dave the barbarian was running back to back on disney channel
I drew Dave. Does anybody remember him??
not even 20 notes in and the character designer for dave the barbarian reblogged.
OMG everyone I know the ACTUAL story behind the gif this time!
Yes, it’s in Australia– that’s a big angry goanna that wandered into a popular restaurant. All the Australians in the vicinity went OH FUCK NO and cleared off, because goannas are mean.
The waitress you see there is a French exchange student, who was quoted as saying something to the effect of “I thought it was a weird ugly dog” and had no idea it was a reptile that wanted to rip her arms off. She’s been hailed as a hero who saved diners.
It’s amazing what power “not knowing” has.
The thing I especially love about this is this is a pretty dangerous animal, except she managed to defeat it by just fucking grabbing it by the tail and walking too quickly for it to turn around. Once again the animal kingdom is thwarted because we evolved opposable thumbs, long limbs, and reckless bravery.
weird, ugly dog thwarted by foreign exchange student and polished floors
my take-home lesson here is that nobody in france has ever first-hand seen a dog
First village, the party (An elf, Dwarf, a halfling and a human) walk into the bar. The dwarf wants to flirt with the Dragonborn.
DM: Okay, what do you say?
Dwarf: I flirt.
DM: Okay… But what do you say?
Dwarf: I flirt.
DM: *Deep sigh.* Okay. Your 4'6 Dwarf walks up to the bar, cranes his neck up to look at the 7'3 Dragonborn bartender and says, “I flirt.” Roll Charisma.
