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Bro I fucking love the DB Cooper case nothing about this whole situation sounds real. None of the passengers on the plane realized they were being hijacked until the plane landed two hours after it was supposed to and the fbi showed up with suitcases full of money. The note about the bomb almost went unnoticed because the flight attendant thought she was being sexually harassed so she didn't read it. One of the main suspects was the first trans woman in Washington to have a sex change operation. A reporter who was so dead set on his suspect that he brought him to court was so upset about being wrong that he went catatonic and was treated with electroshock therapy and it WORKED. There's been multiple "I'm DB Cooper" death confessions. He never even SAID his name was DB Cooper. Either he got away with a million bucks in today's money and the most iconic and harmless crime American history or he impaled himself on a pine tree while falling a zillion miles an hour in the dark while clutching duffel bags full of cash and either option is equally hilarious. He wore a clip on tie. He committed an act of sky piracy. What in the fucking looney toons
Yeah you're right. It WOULD be pretty fucked up if you were a swan but you were raised by ducks and you grew up never seeing another swan or even knowing that such a thing as a swan even existed so you just thought you were a duck with something super wrong with it.
I think one of the most profound forms of love is "I'll try that, for you. I may not like it, but I'll try it."
It's a confused middle-aged man in a pottery class, whose daughter is helping him with his clay's plasticity. It's a kid scrunching up their brow while listening to their mom's favorite music, trying to figure out why she likes it. It's a girlfriend who says "Yes, I'll go with you" and her girlfriend cheering and buying a second ticket for a con. It's a friend half dragging another friend through an aquarium, the one being dragged laughing and calling out "Wait, wait, I know we're here for the exhibit, but I haven't been here! Slow down!"
It's being willing to spend some of your time trying something new because it makes someone you love happy.
Wait, what was the deal with the big flammable goat again?
The Swedish town of G盲vle has a Christmas tradition of making a giant goat of straw. It's massive, spectacular, and--as one bitter person is rumored to have realized long ago--highly flammable.
Whether it was a string of sabotages by the same miscreant, or a single accident that made certain people say "oh, that seems fun!", every year has become a fight for the goat's survival. The goat goes up, and for fifty-or-so breath-holding days it challenges arsonists, trolls, and pyromaniacs with its yuletide presence. Sometimes it survives the entire season without worry, sometimes it burns halfway through, sometimes it burns within days of its construction.
The past few years have notched up wins for Team Goat, with a perfect survival rate.
This year has finally brought an end to that streak, bringing the score since the first burning in 1966 to 38 destructions - 18 survivals.