Insanity: RELOADED

Sep 02

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Sep 01

plusxonexforever:

deadmomjokes:

plightofthevalkyries:

amischiefofmice:

PRAISE BE

When I worked at a fast food restaurant, I did a social experiment.
One day, I asked “do you want a girl toy or a boy toy?” No one went against gender roles.
The next day, it was “do you want a doll toy or a car toy?” Boys got dolls. Girls got cars.
Vocabulary is important.

My mom always asked us which kind we wanted, and most of the time I got a boy toy because they actually did stuff and I didn’t like dolls. One time, this cashier gave her a dirty look for asking the boy toy when we were clearly little girls, so she gave us the girl toy anyway. I was disappointed, but didn’t want to cause a scene, so I told my mom it was alright. She wasn’t having any of that. She took the toys, marched right back up to that lady, waited in line and told her with all the sugary sweetness of a mad woman holding back punches that she had “accidentally” given us the wrong toys. The lady protested, saying that we were girls so we needed the girl toy. My mom just blinked at her and repeated that she had “accidentally” given us the wrong toys. Then a big, BIG man buying, like, 12 big macs at the other register looked over at this lady and said, “Just let em have the cool toy.”
I was horridly embarrassed, but I’m really glad for it now that I’m grown. Way to be, Mom.

My mother is a manager at a mcdonalds and she’s been implementing this for a while now. Pretty much since I was a kid and asked why I had to get the dumb Barbie over the awesome hot wheels—I really thought that I wasn’t allowed to get the “boy” toy. So she changed the way of asking this question in her particular store and soon after, the owner/operator made it a rule for all his stores. My mom is a badass. :)

plusxonexforever:

deadmomjokes:

plightofthevalkyries:

amischiefofmice:

PRAISE BE

When I worked at a fast food restaurant, I did a social experiment.

One day, I asked “do you want a girl toy or a boy toy?” No one went against gender roles.

The next day, it was “do you want a doll toy or a car toy?” Boys got dolls. Girls got cars.

Vocabulary is important.

My mom always asked us which kind we wanted, and most of the time I got a boy toy because they actually did stuff and I didn’t like dolls. One time, this cashier gave her a dirty look for asking the boy toy when we were clearly little girls, so she gave us the girl toy anyway. I was disappointed, but didn’t want to cause a scene, so I told my mom it was alright. She wasn’t having any of that. She took the toys, marched right back up to that lady, waited in line and told her with all the sugary sweetness of a mad woman holding back punches that she had “accidentally” given us the wrong toys. The lady protested, saying that we were girls so we needed the girl toy. My mom just blinked at her and repeated that she had “accidentally” given us the wrong toys. Then a big, BIG man buying, like, 12 big macs at the other register looked over at this lady and said, “Just let em have the cool toy.”

I was horridly embarrassed, but I’m really glad for it now that I’m grown. Way to be, Mom.

My mother is a manager at a mcdonalds and she’s been implementing this for a while now. Pretty much since I was a kid and asked why I had to get the dumb Barbie over the awesome hot wheels—I really thought that I wasn’t allowed to get the “boy” toy. So she changed the way of asking this question in her particular store and soon after, the owner/operator made it a rule for all his stores. My mom is a badass. :)

(Source: puriparadise, via tall-cute-boy)

debilitati0n:

bettervillains:

life-at-taco-bell:

You would think that teenagers would be the rudest customers when really it’s mostly old, middle-aged people. 

  

The elderly are either adorable or the wrinkly reincarnation of Satan there is no in between

(via tall-cute-boy)

makeitearlgrey:

bard-of-time-will-be-late:

underscorex:

THERE IS WATER AT THE BOTTOM OF THE OCEANCARRY THE WATERREMOVE THE WATER

Actually! This was a very clever setup by a team of divers in the Arctic, I believe. The person is upside down, their bouyancy belt calibrated just so that they are slightly lighter than water, and able to walk upside down on the ice. In the first segment, when his mask vents, watch the bubbles flow DOWNWARD, which is really the up that we know. Science is really fricking cool!

makeitearlgrey:

bard-of-time-will-be-late:

underscorex:

THERE IS WATER AT THE BOTTOM OF THE OCEAN

CARRY THE WATER

REMOVE THE WATER

Actually! This was a very clever setup by a team of divers in the Arctic, I believe. The person is upside down, their bouyancy belt calibrated just so that they are slightly lighter than water, and able to walk upside down on the ice. In the first segment, when his mask vents, watch the bubbles flow DOWNWARD, which is really the up that we know. Science is really fricking cool!

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(via tall-cute-boy)

Different Types of Opals

mel-heisler-is-a-bad-friend:

we-are-all-gods:

sixpenceee:

Andamooka Rough Opal

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Black Opal

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Boulder Opal

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Fossilized Opal

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Ocean Opal

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Raw Fire Opal

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Tree Fossil with Opal Rings

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SOURCE & MORE IMAGES

I WANT THEM ALL

Look at how cool my birthstone is

(via tall-cute-boy)

scarred-fallenangel:

cas-with-a-shot-gun:

itsadamstillinhell:

maketotaldestroyx:

j-wolf-harding:

Talk about teamwork.

Holy fuck

scarred-fallenangel:

cas-with-a-shot-gun:

itsadamstillinhell:

maketotaldestroyx:

j-wolf-harding:

Talk about teamwork.

Holy fuck

(Source: relentless-soul, via tall-cute-boy)

kurgs:

skeletongrazed:

skeletongrazed:

what’s the difference between a dirty bus stop and a lobster with breast implants ?

one’s a crusty bus station and one’s a busty crustacean

#i’ve told this joke a million times and it NEVER fails

(via tall-cute-boy)

kalilouwho:

imgonnamakeachange:

supernaturalsquats:

I wanna do that

damn

Mom..can I be a pole dancer when I grow up?

kalilouwho:

imgonnamakeachange:

supernaturalsquats:

I wanna do that

damn

Mom..can I be a pole dancer when I grow up?

(Source: eightyfiver, via berry-muffin)