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Now with more snarcasm.

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Hey! The Earth will pass through a debris cloud tonight. There will be a great meteor shower this evening and into the morning, with the peak coming at 4 A.M. EST on November 17th. Make sure you get out and see this. The storm will have an average of 20-30 meteors per hour, with upwards of 500 per hour at its peak!

fuckyeahspace:

Hey! The Earth will pass through a debris cloud tonight. There will be a great meteor shower this evening and into the morning, with the peak coming at 4 A.M. EST on November 17th. Make sure you get out and see this. The storm will have an average of 20-30 meteors per hour, with upwards of 500 per hour at its peak!

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The thing about hate speech, that often goes unrecognized, is that it is a form of violence.  We don’t recognize it as such because much like other forms of emotional abuse, it does not leave evidence of the harm that it does.  Language that demeans or that is designed to specifically invoke a privilege, leaves the listener feeling reduced and dehumanized.  There is a reason that Blacks die before Whites. The stress of dealing with racism wears on someone over time.  It is like living under a constant assault.
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ardenashley:

soupsoup:

mdfsmash:

An open letter to Stephen Colbert from Miracle Whip, as seen in this morning’s amNewYork:

Dear Mr. Colbert,
Recently on your show, you tapped into a sore spot in our nation’s psyche: the eternal struggle between mayonnaise and Miracle Whip. And surprisingly, for a man of your impeccable intellect, you’ve chosen the wrong side. A side doomed to a painful, drawn-out, utter and complete defeat. Like the Plantagenets in the Hundred Years’ War. Or whichever on was the cat in “Tom and Jerry.”
Mr. Colbert, we found your attacks a little harsh, occasionally funny, and at times, wholly inaccurate (for the record, our target is 18-35, not 34). But unlike most advertisers who are so mayo, who would back down at the slightest whiff of controversy, and pull their advertising from not just your show but from your entire network and all its sister entities – we intend to do the opposite.
On Thursday, November 12, we will dominate the airspace on your show. With every commercial break, your viewers will be exposed to hardcore Miracle Whip attitude and revelry. You will see our legion of (as you call them) “mayonay-sayers” snarfing sandwiches topped with our one-of-a-kind flavor in a very cool and totally hip way. They will be in your face and massively dope. It goes without saying, they WILL NOT TONE IT DOWN. And you will begin to see the soft, bland white walls of the mayo empire begin to collapse under the weight of its own whipped-egg pretentiousness.
Think about it, Mr. Colbert. In a sense, we will own you.
We’re on a mission. We’re taking no prisoners.
We’re raising Hell, man.
THE BOLD MARKETING TEAM AT MIRACLE WHIP

I don’t like mayonnaise or miracle whip, but this is amazing.

Miracle Whipped.

WIN

this is… well. it’s something. i’m convinced miracle whip is crazy. but i think i like this.

I don’t even like Miracle Whip, but this is amazing.

isworeidneverliveinwisconsin:

until:

ardenashley:

soupsoup:

mdfsmash:

An open letter to Stephen Colbert from Miracle Whip, as seen in this morning’s amNewYork:

Dear Mr. Colbert,

Recently on your show, you tapped into a sore spot in our nation’s psyche: the eternal struggle between mayonnaise and Miracle Whip. And surprisingly, for a man of your impeccable intellect, you’ve chosen the wrong side. A side doomed to a painful, drawn-out, utter and complete defeat. Like the Plantagenets in the Hundred Years’ War. Or whichever on was the cat in “Tom and Jerry.”

Mr. Colbert, we found your attacks a little harsh, occasionally funny, and at times, wholly inaccurate (for the record, our target is 18-35, not 34). But unlike most advertisers who are so mayo, who would back down at the slightest whiff of controversy, and pull their advertising from not just your show but from your entire network and all its sister entities – we intend to do the opposite.

On Thursday, November 12, we will dominate the airspace on your show. With every commercial break, your viewers will be exposed to hardcore Miracle Whip attitude and revelry. You will see our legion of (as you call them) “mayonay-sayers” snarfing sandwiches topped with our one-of-a-kind flavor in a very cool and totally hip way. They will be in your face and massively dope. It goes without saying, they WILL NOT TONE IT DOWN. And you will begin to see the soft, bland white walls of the mayo empire begin to collapse under the weight of its own whipped-egg pretentiousness.

Think about it, Mr. Colbert. In a sense, we will own you.

We’re on a mission. We’re taking no prisoners.

We’re raising Hell, man.

THE BOLD MARKETING TEAM AT MIRACLE WHIP

I don’t like mayonnaise or miracle whip, but this is amazing.

Miracle Whipped.

WIN

this is… well. it’s something. i’m convinced miracle whip is crazy. but i think i like this.

I don’t even like Miracle Whip, but this is amazing.

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So it’s my parents anniversary today. My mom opened the card from my dad and said “Ah! I got this card *last* year!” She went and looked through her previous year’s anniversary cards and found that it was actually the third time she had received the same card.

I said, “You know how you can buy Christmas cards in big packs to send out? Maybe they sell anniversary cards like that. Polygamists packs!”

— Coworker
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You think abortion is wrong? Don’t have one. I think killing people is wrong, so I’m not in the army. My tax dollars still go to fund it, though (in fact about 21 cents of each of my tax dollars). My tax dollars also go to keep prisoners on death row even though I think the death penalty is morally wrong. My tax dollars fund Guantanamo and Bagram, extraordinary rendition, and Jim DeMint’s salary, all of which I find disgusting. So why is abortion, a legal medical procedure, so remarkably different that we have to go overboard making sure tax dollars don’t fund it?

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Damn right.

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permalink smutandeggs:

W A N T

ME TOO!

smutandeggs:

W A N T

ME TOO!

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yerawizardharry:

lickystickypickyme:

The immortal jellyfish (turritopsis nutricula) is immortal. That isn’t hyperbole – it really is immortal. After reaching sexual maturity, this jellyfish is able to reverse its aging process and become a polyp again.
The ability to reverse the life cycle is probably unique in the animal kingdom, and allows the jellyfish to bypass death, rendering the Turritopsis nutricula biologically immortal. Lab tests showed that 100% of specimens reverted to the polyp stage.
source

Holy shit. This is so cool

infinitebutterflies:

yerawizardharry:

lickystickypickyme:

The immortal jellyfish (turritopsis nutricula) is immortal. That isn’t hyperbole – it really is immortal. After reaching sexual maturity, this jellyfish is able to reverse its aging process and become a polyp again.

The ability to reverse the life cycle is probably unique in the animal kingdom, and allows the jellyfish to bypass death, rendering the Turritopsis nutricula biologically immortal. Lab tests showed that 100% of specimens reverted to the polyp stage.

source

Holy shit. This is so cool

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Didi: Stu, what are you doing? Stu: Making chocolate pudding. Didi: It’s four o’clock in the morning! Why on earth are you making chocolate pudding? Stu: Because I’ve lost control of my life.













I miss this, the original rugrats. I miss the cartoons that were on when I was younger.

cherish:

Didi: Stu, what are you doing?
Stu: Making chocolate pudding.
Didi: It’s four o’clock in the morning! Why on earth are you making chocolate pudding?
Stu: Because I’ve lost control of my life.

I miss this, the original rugrats. I miss the cartoons that were on when I was younger.