polyhymniax:

myblogsucksdick:

brain-food:

I. cannot. stop. laughing. 

I find this so funny and I don’t know why

omg the truth to this is astounding

I believe this is by Erika Moen, who is both a rad lady and has a tumblr!

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gingerhaze:

In a world of cleavage windows and skintight pleather pants, one woman will fight crime with practicality! And then afterwards go to the grocery store and pick up some eggs!

(Credit to grapeykins for Practical Woman!)

thoughts-are-gold:

discowing:

drawrghhh:

Plz, I stand this way because I can!

(No really, if I had the supernatural ability to contort my torso like that, I think I’d be pretty proud of it too.)

shut up, he’s being empowered

This is hilarious… The parody is right on and you can tell whoever drew it is actually a good artist.  Wonder Woman’s expression.  Lol.

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pretentiousbullshit:

alwayshavingnakedlunch:

mypettyproblems:

hookedonphonics:

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Liz Prince 4lyfe

gpo-fucking-y

yeah yeah, I get it, you don’t want to be bothered, but the majority of the people who have these jobs actually care about what they are doing and still don’t make shit money and will get fired if they don’t make certain goals, so they are going to ask you because their income (and therefore, life, in this capitalistic society) depends on it. idk this just hits too close to home, like sry youre so preoccupied with heartache you don’t have to treat workers who are just doing their jobs and make minimum wage like shit.

My beef with this (beyond pressure selling/using guilt to have people donate to charities), though, is that I have had one of these dudes tell me to my face that only “evil people” wouldn’t stop and listen to his spiel, because it takes so little time. He was attempting to make me feel good, I guess, about wasting my time when I know I won’t donate - but it just pissed me off. I’m sorry, but you know nothing about me, about what I’m doing or how much time I have left on my lunch break, about what money I have to spare, or which charities I’m going to choose to donate to.

Also, at least in Seattle - I’m not denying that its probably a shitty job. And I’m not doubting they have quotas to meet. But when I was looking for work and considering these jobs? They had a much better wage than I currently make.

I don’t mind being asked if I have a moment. I mind that when I say no, they’re often rude or tried to pressure me into listening to them anyway. I don’t care if its your job or you’re just some guy: if I don’t want to talk to you, I have no obligation to do so, no matter what. This guy wasn’t just asking her to listen. He did that, then he went a step further: when she created a situation in which she could avoid his spiel and avoid actively rejecting him (ie, not lose time and avoid the feeling that she owes him a justification for doing that), he decided to snark at her.  I just can’t muster sympathy for that.

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comicsalliance:

Superhero Fan ‘Electron Boy’ Dies at 14 After Battle with Cancer
 

His real name was Erik Martin, but many people inspired by the terminally ill young superhero fan knew him simply as his alter ego, Electron Boy. Last year, the Make-A-Wish foundation helped Martin bring his superhero dreams to life in Seattle, where he donned an original Electron Boy costume for an elaborately planned adventure that involved saving the day on the Space Needle and capturing the villains. He even got his very own comic book.

Martin passed away at home on Friday. He was 14 years old. Since his death, the Fans of Electron Boy page on Facebook has transformed into a landing page for tributes from the many people who followed his story and have been touched by his death; he will clearly be missed. (Thanks, Justin)

I remember Electron Boy! He saved the Sounders, I remember reading about it in the papers. Maybe my favorite piece of Seattle news.

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gingerhaze:

Things that were hilarious at dinner

maybe not funny to everyone

I, uh.

I thought she meant a different kind of bear.

I expected this to end VERY DIFFERENTLY

Ryan North, I …I love you.

I…I saw this, and freaked out, and went to the hanna site to see if there was a new post —!

…and there wasn’t. Still the valentines. Gotta go cry in a corner now.

Oh tessa stone. I will wait for you for forever.

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A Softer World.