sadfag420:

the-treble:

fuck-benedict:

can we just collectively agree as a generation that we aren’t going to care if each other’s houses are clean when we visit bc im gettin real sick of the “the house has to be spotless or our guests will judge us” deal my parents got goin on

none of us in this generation is going to be able to afford a house.

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angry-yet-asexual:

doomsniffer:

mikkeneko:

tilthat:

TIL that a cat once co-authored a physics paper. In 1975, a physicist had just finished writing a paper and was ready to publish but realized that he had used ‘we’ instead of ‘I’ throughout, despite being the sole author. Not wanting to edit the paper, he listed his cat, Chester, as a co-author.

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This is the cat, by the way: 

I trust him

Ok but the best part is, physicists loved the joke. When people called the author’s university and he wasn’t available, they’d ask to speak with the co-author instead. The author issued a limited number of copies of the article signed by both authors. (Chester’s was obviously a pawprint.) And to this day, physics papers will often have F.D.C Willard (Felix Domesticus, Chester Williard [Willard was the author’s father’s name]) mentioned in the footnotes thanking his “useful contributions to the discussion”.

He looks so damn smug, and rightly so

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scatterbrainedhypatia:

crtter:

primarybufferpanel:

thenatsdorf:

Foster mom welcomes another baby into her litter.

“Yes, good, this is also my baby. Put her with my other babies.”

I’ve introduced kittens to foster moms before! Some cats are so taken up with parental instinct they’ll accept a new baby instantly, but some can hiss and see the baby as an intruder that can potentially harm her kittens. When this happens, I like to to rub the new kitten with a piece of cloth that smells of the mom’s kittens, ideally whatever was being used as bedding when she gave birth. They go like “Oh! A baby I haven’t cleaned yet? Unacceptable! Hand them over”

That was the cutest addition to an already adorable post.

thoodleoo:

i accidentally got cerberus and the sphinx mixed up in my head and created a scenario in which, if you wanted to go to the underworld, you had to answer cerberus’s riddle, but every time the riddle was just ‘who’s a good boy,’ and now i’m mad that that’s not actually how greek mythology goes