HORF
Oh my fucking ribs.
this is clearly a case of a dog being reincarnated in the wrong body
I’ve seen this post dozens of times and yet I always stop to read it again and again because “dead HORF” never fails to make me laugh
this shirts that has a letter to the person standing behind you on it except it's clearly printed on the front of the sweater because why would the pockets be on the back? unless you're supposed to wear it backwards so the person behind you can put their hands in your pockets to show their love for you. what uhhhh what (it's still kinda cute though)
Old Welsh lit: Dave punched Steve. This incurred a fine of twelve cattle and a nine-inch rod of silver and is known as one of the Three Mildly Annoying Blows of the Isle of Britain
Old Irish lit: Dave punched Steve so that the top of his skull came out of his chin, and gore flooded the house, and he drove his fists down the street performing his battle-feats so that the corpses were so numerous there was no room for them to fall down. It was like “the fox among the hens” and “the oncoming tide” and “that time Emily had eight drinks when we all know she should stop at six”
Old English lit: Dave, the hard man, the fierce man, the fist-man, gave Steve such a blow the like has not been seen since the feud between the Hylfings and the Wends. Thus it is rightly said that violence only begets more violence, unless of course it is particularly sicknasty. Amen.
my favorite thing about the painting Saturn Devouring His Son is that Goya didn’t name any of his Black Paintings and died before their discovery so we just assumed that’s what the painting was depicting. like we’re just hoping that this painting we found in Goya’s dining room of a terrible giant eating a beheaded corpse is a depiction of Saturn eating his kid. praying, even.



























