zachranceisgay:

For those who think Amanda Bynes’ situation is funny, Sam Lutfi is one of the most toxic and dangerous people in Hollywood and has several lawsuits pending against him. He is infamous for taking advantage of mentally unwell individuals.

In 2007, he became Britney Spears’ “manager”. As detailed in police reports filed by Adnan Ghalib, Britney’s paparazzo boyfriend at the time, and in Lynne Spears’ court testament, Lutfi would mentally abuse and drug Britney without her knowledge, He would mix in prescription drugs into Britney’s food without her knowledge, force her to take pills that he lied and said the courts told her to take if she wanted to win custody of her children back, threatened to kill her dog if she ever left her Calabasas-residence without him and was working with a “private-practice doctor” on trying to find a way to put Britney into a sleep-induced coma to “fix the voices inside her brain”.

When I saw Amanda’s most recent tweet, I gasped and felt a cloud of darkness overcome me. Sam Lutfi is why Britney Spears almost ended up dead. Even those who saw her as a meal ticket or used her financially, like Adnan Ghalib, cared for her enough and saw Lutfi was putting Britney’s life in physical danger. I’m shocked he’s not behind bars yet. If Amanda’s with him, her issues are not a joke and they’re not funny.


doctorweird:

breathinginthestarlight:

diarrheaworldstarhiphop:

vice-beach-public-relations-guy:

neptunain:

FUCK GHOSTS MAN

Ouija boards are not a fucking game

I once did a ouija board with someone before at Mountainview cemetery in Vancouver trying to contact GHOSTS after we saw one (a ouija, not a ghost lol) at a Toys R Us. We had a case of newcastles and got right into the boozing and contacting. A bunch of korean war vet ghosts buried there immediately told us to fuck off and refused to continue with the ouija bullshit so the eyepiece just didnt move after that for several questions or so after, as if they were angrily ignoring us for disturbing them lol

After a little while, we got in contact with two other spirits that I found were specifically hovering around me. One was a female spirit with a bizarre wacky name who thought I was cute and the other was a little boy from the 19th century. We asked if the boy was buried in the cemetery. The boy said no. We asked where he was from. The little boy was from europe. Confused, we wondered if the boy was an immigrant from europe living in vancouver who died and was buried at the cemetery. No, the ouija stated. The boy never lived or visited Vancouver during his life. Where did this spirit come from and how did he find us? The spirit stated he had been following me specifically for years already. More confusion. This ghost was from Europe but has been in vancouver following me for a while already but never once been here?

I distinctly remember the chill that went up my spine when I suddenly remembered that in 2006 I went on a high school trip to Italy. I asked if hes from Italy. The ouija glides to “yes”

Is that where you saw me?

"yes"

The wandering boy spirit saw me during my high school trip and decided to follow me ever since.

We packed up the ouija board and left.

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you got a cute lil italian ghosty boy following you around and keepin you outta trouble because e saw you and liked you you have been blessed with a nice ghostie that is amazing

Well A) that sounds like someone’s going to draw a comic of that soon, and B) I wonder if ghosts will be extra salty after the Ouija movie comes out and everyone gets back into bothering them.

kellinova:

divinedorothy:

b4 hur n makup

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AFTA HURR N MKUP

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Holy crap that hair is magical


Look at the way his face lights up! ()


womenwhokickass:

BREAKING: Malala Yousafzai Wins Nobel Peace Prize

Malala, now 17, was shot in the head by a Taliban gunman two years ago in her home country of Pakistan after coming to prominence for her campaigning for education for girls.

She won for what the Nobel committee called her “heroic struggle” for girls’ right to an education.

She is the youngest ever winner of the prize. (x)


that-lovable-ginger:

fatfeministfetishist:

nawamataleao:

Cat gif set!

THE LAST ONE

That Christmas tree one though omfg


faultyfeminist:

iamcamdon:

speckster:

reptilereasons:

this period of the simpsons where homer is pretty clueless but still tries hard to be a good father because he does love his kids is my favourite, so many feelings

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GROSS SOBBING

Something I really really liked about a few of the Homer/Lisa episodes in the earlier seasons of the show was how it paints a really sweet yet unconventional father/daughter relationship, basically in the way that Homer is a parental force to Lisa, so too is Lisa a parental force to Homer. 

It’s really highlighted in one particular scene in the “future” episode “Lisa’s Wedding”, where Homer has a nice conversation with her just before her wedding.

Homer: Little Lisa, Lisa Simpson.  You know, I always felt you were the best thing my name ever got attached to. Since the time you learned to pin your own diapers, you've been smarter than me.
 Lisa: Oh, Dad --
Homer: No, no, let me finish.  I just want you to know I've always been proud of you.  You're my greatest accomplishment and you did it all yourself.  You helped me understand my own wife better and taught me to be a better person, but you're also my daughter, and I don't think anybody could have had a better daughter than you--
 Lisa: Dad, you're babbling.
Homer: See?  You're still helping me.


Although Homer is an extremely flawed character, what redeems him is the fact that he will always try and do what he thinks is best for his family - usually his madcap schemes start because either he wants to give his kids a better life or a need arises that he can’t provide with the current status quo.

That is why I will always prefer him to characters like Peter Griffin, who is often just fucking cruel to his family and treats them with disdain


bonjourtriceratops:

spheress:

pr1nceshawn:

Masculine Ways to Do Feminine Things by Dave Mercier.

THIS IS AMAZING

Oh my gosh the bag one I died, ‘carry her’


macabrecharade:

fvckthisreality:

zacharielaughingalonewithsalad:

cellarspider:

twinkletwinkleyoulittlefuck:

purrsianstuck:

During the Bubonic Plague, doctors wore these bird-like masks to avoid becoming sick. They would fill the beaks with spices and rose petals, so they wouldn’t have to smell the rotting bodies.

A theory during the Bubonic Plague was that the plague was caused by evil spirits. To scare the spirits away, the masks were intentionally designed to be creepy.

Mission fucking accomplished

Okay so I love this but it doesn’t cover the half of why the design is awesome and actually borders on making sense.

It wasn’t just that they didn’t want to smell the infected and dead, they thought it was crucial to protecting themselves. They had no way of knowing about what actually caused the plague, and so one of the other theories was that the smell of the infected all by itself was evil and could transmit the plague. So not only would they fill their masks with aromatic herbs and flowers, they would also burn fires in public areas, so that the smell of the smoke would “clear the air”. This all related to the miasma theory of contagion, which was one of the major theories out there until the 19th century. And it makes sense, in a way. Plague victims smelled awful, and there’s a general correlation between horrible septic smells and getting horribly sick if you’re around what causes them for too long.

You can see now that we’ve got two different theories as to what caused the plague that were worked into the design. That’s because the whole thing was an attempt by the doctors to cover as many bases as they could think of, and we’re still not done.

The glass eyepieces. They were either darkened or red, not something you generally want to have to contend with when examining patients. But the plague might be spread by eye contact via the evil eye, so best to ward that off too.

The illustration shows a doctor holding a stick. This was an examination tool, that helped the doctors keep some distance between themselves and the infected. They already had gloves on, but the extra level of separation was apparently deemed necessary. You could even take a pulse with it. Or keep people the fuck away from you, which was apparently a documented use.

Finally, the robe. It’s not just to look fancy, the cloth was waxed, as were all of the rest of their clothes. What’s one of the properties of wax? Water-based fluids aren’t absorbed by it. This was the closest you could get to a sterile, fully protecting garment back then. Because at least one person along the line was smart enough to think “Gee, I’d really rather not have the stuff coming out of those weeping sores anywhere on my person”.

So between all of these there’s a real sense that a lot of real thought was put into making sure the doctors were protected, even if they couldn’t exactly be sure from what. They worked with what information they had. And frankly, it’s a great design given what was available! You limit exposure to aspirated liquids, limit exposure to contaminated liquids already present, you limit contact with the infected. You also don’t give fleas any really good place to hop onto. That’s actually useful.

Beyond that, there were contracts the doctors would sign before they even got near a patient. They were to be under quarantine themselves, they wouldn’t treat patients without a custodian monitoring them and helping when something had to be physically contacted, and they would not treat non-plague patients for the duration. There was an actual system in place by the time the plague doctors really became a thing to make sure they didn’t infect anyone either.

These guys were the product of the scientific process at work, and the scientific process made a bitchin’ proto-hazmat suit. And containment protocols!

reblogging for the sweet history lesson

Reblogging because of the History lesson and because the masks, the masks are cool

hell yeh facts are cool thank you cellarspider
so fucking interesting

adamnsight:

Have you ever seen brown eyes in the sun? You don’t always notice it at first but you’ll see that ‘brown’ no longer describes them. They melt into golden rays, circling an eclipse. There’s nothing boring about brown eyes, not even when the later hours encroach; they just turn into a sunset of their own. 

lovelorn-xo:

castielsteenwolf:

so my family plays this game where if someone is holding something and you yell “drop the bass” they have to drop what they’re holding so my mom was holding a carton of eggs so i yelled it and she looked me dead in the eye, dropped then eggs on the floor and whispered “you’ve gone too far

adopt me

so-very-cool:

ashes101:

growlithed:

bertiebotts-theymeaneveryflavour:

breadboxes:

breadboxes:

what did vincent say when he lost his car in the parking lot 

“where did my van gogh”

the correct pronunciation of “gogh” is “goff”, you uncultured swine

fuck gogh

But his name wasn’t Vincent Van Goff. His name was Vincent Van Gogh (go). In names that shit don’t matter. My name is ashleigh, so does that mean I need to pronounce it ashleiff?

ashleigh this post alone


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