urpriest:

oligopsony:

This looks like it comes from a fake dystopian reality but it totally comes from our real one.

Based on the picture, I thought for a moment this referred to a bomber in the sense of “Oklahoma City Bomber“, not in the sense of “stealth bomber”.

FOR
NUCLEAR
WEAPONS
THAT CAN
DESTROY ALL LIFE

(photo by M. Scott Brauer)

roachpatrol:

i don’t intend to die anytime soon but just in case, here’s my will:

all my money goes to the dude at my funeral who tells the best eulogy, as voted by other funeral attendees. any genre is acceptable but paranormal erotica is highly encouraged. 

the runner-up gets my corpse. 

lov-eswift:

Same

swampgallows:

i just had a vivid flashback of those frosty cans of minute maid juice in the black vending machines, i loved the way they looked and sounded. i can hear the cool hum of it, i can see that slab serif font on the black background. i remember thinking, ‘how great to be a grown up, to have money and get cold juice from this machine if you wanted’. 

yeah.

monetizeyourcat:

or, i guess: i enjoy sharing both my success in understanding the world and my failure in understanding the world, and the former is privileged as intelligence and the latter customarily reveals you as a buffoon