Those are barnacle tongues. If you touch them, they start pulling you up towards their mouth.

It’s fucking dense.

AH. WAS. RUN. IN.

Louis Armstrong and Louie Anderson, too, if we’re talking creative Lous.

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Literally on Google Maps right now. It’s called Centro de Confinamiento del Terrorismo.

Huh. Holy fucking shit.

My favorite hoodie has a bunch of features like this. Zipper is a bottle opener, it has various specialized pockets hidden throughout, the front chest pocket is designed to be a coozie/can holder, pretty sure you can run headphones through it somehow, it folds into a pillow, it’s lined with reflective material in the seams, etc. It is/was amazing, but it ripped in a way I haven’t been able to keep repaired after years of wear. :(

Here’s the e-mail they’re sending people. Chilling and infuriating.

“The papers here on her desk say she took Medical Sciences 1-3…M…S…Oh. My. God. HANDS UP! GET ON THE GROUND! GET YOUR ASS ON THE GROUND!”

Edit: Just realized the all-caps part could be a dance/pop anthem.

…I didn’t read Harry Potter and can’t tell if you’re joking?

I wasn’t going to commission an artist otherwise, if it helps. The three hands and his expression amused me.

I understand. It gets confusing when it’s all upside down.

I fucking love bread, but I’m not sure sliced bread is better than Dick Van Dyke. We may have gotten it all wrong from the get-go.

Chicken tikka masala was supposedly only invented in the 1960s - 1970s. Butter chicken only in the 1950s. Now I’m scared to look up naan for fear of learning it was invented by Nestle in 1994 or whatever.

I CAN’T FUCKING HEAR YOU, BUT I FUCKING HEAR YOU BROTHER!

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It was on you, now it is on all of us. Fuck Americans.

It takes a village!

#squadgoals