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iguanamouth:

i havent shaved my legs in a really long time and while i was babysitting my skirt edged up a bit and the seven year old i was watching said “ew you should shave that hairs not supposed to be there” and i said “well if its not supposed to be there then why does it grow there?” and he was really silent for a long time and then finally said “lets watch sonic the hedgehog”

tumors grow, are they supposed to be there?

its called “evolution”, just because its there doesnt mean its useful or wanted.

Local Man Compares Leg Hair To Cancer, Genuinely Thought It Was A Smart Argument.

More At Six.

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@rosalyndhavashem Also Fit, or Estamba

Vimes is fundamentally a person. He fears he may be a bad person because he knows what he thinks rather than just what he says and does. He chokes off those little reactions and impulses, but he knows what they are. So he tries to act like a good person, often in situations where the map is unclear.

Terry Pratchett, describing Sam Vimes in a Usenet post back in 2004.

Also, accidentally, describing me. Shit.

(via benpaddon)

Okay, so this is what I love about Samuel Vimes as a Heroic figure. 

Sometimes you get Heroes who are paragons of virtue. Even if you see their internal monologues, their mindset is pure and virtuous. Sometimes, they’re tested and you get a Big Moment where they have to choose whether or not to stick to their principles or give in to temptation and expediency.  

And then you’ve got the more “Pragmatic” anti-hero types, who do some nasty things in pursuit of the greater good, and who might struggle with the things they’re doing, but they do it anyway because the world is not black and white. 

And then you’ve got Sam Vimes, who is dragging himself kicking and screaming into being Lawful Good. Sam Vimes would not beat a suspect into confessing, but NOT because Sam Vimes is an innocent soul who finds the idea abhorrent. Not because he dosn’t think there are some scumbags who deserve to be separated from their teeth. Sam Vimes won’t beat a suspect because that’s not what a good man would do. Sam Vimes is understanding with others, but totally uncompromising when it comes to his own behavior.

Vimes isn’t a “Good Person” by nature, but by choice. By constant, uncompromising choice. 

I think this is the only way to be a decent person.

(via nimblermortal)

And this is what separates Vimes from Carrot. Carrot is Good by nature and automatically does what Vimes has to work at. It’s also why Carrot is, for the most part, a boring character. He will never have a long dark night of the soul unlike Vimes who has one every night.

(via persian-slipper)

Azalea, Amaryllis, Daisy, Gladiolus

The petite blonde peered at the new set of flowers that had appeared while she was getting a bite to eat. She peered around, looking for a card or note, and shook her head. Her hearing had already told her she was alone in the room again, and her search revealed no visible clues. She couldn’t help ticking off the blooms against the information she’d gained from the florists earlier. ‘Take care of yourself… splendid beauty…’ She snorted softly, shaking her head, though the ghost of a smile teased the corners of her lips. ‘Strength of character, fine… but… innocence and purity?!?’ She shook her head, gaining more of a smile and a faint flush on her cheeks. ‘I wonder who gave me these… but I don’t think they know me very well….’