reasons I can relate to a possum:
-tired & unkempt
-emotions ranging from “displeased” to “existential scream”
-no work ethic
-lies around looking dead when overwhelmed
-will eat trash & live amongst trash if left to own devices
-sometimes you feel bad and feed it a sandwich
Not the heroes we thought we needed but the heroes we really needed all along
I don’t understand why Death gets lumped in with Supernatural villains. He’s the essence of neutrality. He doesn’t side with heaven or hell. His purpose is to get souls where they belong so they don’t become vengeful spirits.
The only time he actively killed people was during the apocalypse and that’s because Lucifer had him bound. The other horsemen enjoyed wreaking havoc but Death had to be forced to do it. Isn’t that a clear indication that he’s not evil
Plus, he likes junkfood.
How could somebody liking junkfood be a villain.
Death loving junk food is my favorite character trait because what do people always say to people who eat nothing but junk food? That stuff will kill you
Imma just let this sit here
MOTHA FUCKIN SCIENCE
They turned RNA into an anti-virus program. That is amazing.
Let me restate this in case it didn’t sink in the first time
Researchers physically DELETED ALL TRACES of the HIV virus from a human cell.
ALL OF IT.
IF YOU ARE NOT EXCITED ABOUT THAT I DON’T THINK YOU KNOW WHAT HIV IS
if you dont have me on facebook you are probably not missing out on any posts but the comment section is important too lmao
I went to the Renaissance faire dressed as a warrior. I had a real sword with me, too. I was standing (in character) next to a sword-fighting ring, where kids of all ages got the chance to pick up a sword and challenge the champion. Some woman walks by, with her little girl. The girl starts walking towards the ring, saying she wants to fight. But the mom pulled her away hella sharply, and was like, “That’s for boys.” You don’t want to be a BOY, do you?” And the girl looked around and saw me. I think she thought I was a boy; I had my hair in a ponytail, and was wearing a hood. So she comes up to me and asks me, “Do you think girls can be fighters, too?” And her mom looks like she’s silently gloating. Like she thinks I’m going to say no. So I take off my hood, untie my hair so that it flows freely, and kneel before her. And I’m like, “Milady, anyone can be a fighter.” I swear, the look on that mother’s face made my day.
This post was good but then it got better