That’s a tapir. When I was a kid, the tapir exhibit at the Denver Zoo had a sign that stated in large bold words “The Tapir is disappearing” I was always amused that the finicky tapir was never on display, and I would respond aloud to the sign “Boy! Is it!” Good beast.
I have never been more embarrassed on behalf of sponsored content in my life. Good god, it’s like something from a 12 year old’s MySpace page circa 2003. I looked at this and my instincts forced me to scroll to the bottom of my browser page to close out a midi of Evanescence of autoplay.
Daughtry of Smoke And Boners, everybody. What a fucking massacre.
And here’s a handy GIF about tonight’s the lunar eclipse. For the west coasters (who have a better chance of seeing the eclipse through the clouds) just subtract 3 hours. It’s basically a moving version of this NASA graphic.
It was a dark and stormy morning. There was an incorrigible robot hailing from the land of wizardlanding, known for its young populace. It was constantly sticky and that’s how they came to be so miserable. It was rather expected when A drunken pathetically weak man beckoned them to a dark alley