Loki would have totally won had he teamed up with porpoises (Unless the Avengers got dolphins. Then they’d win still)
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Loki would have totally won had he teamed up with porpoises (Unless the Avengers got dolphins. Then they’d win still)
(Source: lauren-fabreeze)
Brian Eno (via oneweekoneband)
Having left ABBA alone for years, I am revisiting their albums now in reverse order / in whichever order takes my fancy. I do not regret this decision.
Today, I made some calming manatees, but most of them are the wrong size to go on the site.
Oh well. Would you like them?
This is the most important meme I have ever seen
Thank you calming manatee. I need you today.
Body Bakery: Bread imitating Gore by Kittiwat Unarrom
This brings weird to a whole new level. Thai Fine Art student and artist Kittiwat Unarrom is the son of a baker. All that baking exposure growing up has been a clear influence, but his artistic need to see things a little differently definitely flared up as he created the tacitly named “Body Bakery” – brutally, gruesomely, almost unbelievably realistic looking sculptures of dismembered human body parts sculpted entirely from bread.
With a master in Fine Arts Kittiwat Unarrom creates sculpture in bread. Not just normal sculpture but horror, dark art, gore, something I don’t know if I could actually eat. Located in Ratchaburi, Thailand Kittiwat creates feet, hands, heads, and internal organs among other body parts all entirely edible and for sale at his family’s bakery. He skillfully paints each piece to look terrifying to the observer/customer.
@lostin_hell O____O
I wanted to do this with cakes
I’ll move to Wellington, let’s start a gore bakery.
I will take Racism, Sexism and Homophobia as things where I am happy to say: If you don’t agree with me, feel free to fuck right off. I do not want to speak to your or associate with you. You are a terrible person. There is no reason to equivocate
ARE YOU MY MUMMY?
OH MY GOD.
I think I love you. This made me laugh SO hard.
Automatic horse reblog:

OH MY GOD I’M A HORSE AT A DISCO AND THAT’S DOLLY PARTON AND I’M A HORSE AND I JUST SNORTED A LINE OF COCAINE AND I’M A HORSE WEARING EYELINER AND THAT’S DOLLY PARTON AT A DISCO (via fluxtumblr)
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Come and play the tunes of glory
raise your voice in celebration
of the days that we have wasted in the cafe
in the station.
And learn the meaning of existence in fortnightly installments.
Come share this golden age with me
in my single room apartment.
And if it all amounts to nothing -
it doesn’t matter,
these are still our glory days.
Oh my face is unappealing and my thoughts are unoriginal.
I did experiments with substances
but all it did was make me ill
and I used to do the I Ching
but then I had to feed the meter.
Now I can’t see into the future
but at least I can use the heater.
Oh it doesn’t get much better than this
cos this is how we live our glory days.
Oh and I could be a genius if I just put my mind to it
and I,
I could do anything if only I could get round to it.
Oh we were brought up on the Space-Race,
now they expect you to clean toilets.
When you’ve seen how big the world is,
how can you make do with this?
If you want me I’ll be sleeping in -
sleeping in throughout these glory days.
These glory days can take their toll,
so catch me now
before I turn to gold.
Yeah we’d love to hear your story
just as long as it tells us where we are -
that where we are is where we’re meant to be.
Oh come on make it up yourself -
you don’t need anybody else.
And I promise I won’t sell these days to anybody else in the world but you.
No-one but you.