The REAL Iron, Man.
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The REAL Iron, Man.
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pronunciation | \moor-‘Ef-ok\ (moor-EEF-ock)from Tolkien’s “On Fairy Stories” | Mooreeffoc is a fantastic word… It is Coffee-room, viewed from the inside through a glass door… [It] may cause you suddenly to realize that England is an utterly alien land, lost either in some remote past age glimpsed by history, or in some strange dim future to be reached only by a time-machine; to see the amazing oddity and interest of its inhabitants and their customs and feeding-habits.](http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m4weyeX59O1r6nm6ao1_500.png)
pronunciation | \moor-‘Ef-ok\ (moor-EEF-ock)
from Tolkien’s “On Fairy Stories” | Mooreeffoc is a fantastic word… It is Coffee-room, viewed from the inside through a glass door… [It] may cause you suddenly to realize that England is an utterly alien land, lost either in some remote past age glimpsed by history, or in some strange dim future to be reached only by a time-machine; to see the amazing oddity and interest of its inhabitants and their customs and feeding-habits.
This Blood Lamp doesn’t look that bloody, but the way you turn it on can be considered gruesome. It only works once, and you need to add of a drop of your blood to activate it! The idea is to stop and think about how badly you need light before you use it. Designer Mike Thompson created the lamp in order to draw attention to how much energy we waste.
Yes. I like this.
I want these.
HOLY GARBANZO I WANT THIS???????? IT IS SO EERIE AND JUST JASKDLFJLADSK;
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Lol I love @buryhatchets…
So very, very much >3
my whole life consists of wondering whether or not to make the bitchy comment
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The hip-hop guy nodded curtly, like he knew that, and despite appearances to the contrary, he had not been trippin’, but had, in fact, been chillin’ like a mo-fuckin’ villain, so step the fuck off, wigga. He crossed against the light, limping slightly under the weight of the subtext.
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Shake shake shake! What? Cocktail shaker? What do you want?? A Harvey Wallbanger?
Harvey Wallbanger?!
Well I don’t know!
How is Harvey Wallbanger one word?
What do you need?
Salt! I was miming salt! Salt! I need something salty!
Here!
What is that?
It’s salt!
Oh, no! That’s too salty!
Oh! Too salty!
What about this?
Mmm!
What’s that?
Anchovies.
What is it? What else? Hm, it’s a song! Um, I don’t know! Camptown Races!
CAMPTOWN RACES?!?!
Well alright then, Towering Inferno!
It’s a shock! I need a shock!
Alright then, big shock. Come here
Funniest scene between the Doctor and Donna <3
You know that moment when you’re reading a book and you just have to stop and bite your lip and squeal or sigh or close your eyes and wrinkle your nose and forehead and press the book against your heart and just like sit there and try to soak up the gorgeous literature via osmosis?
That’s my favorite part of reading.
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