robots getting really concerned when a human yawns and then another human does as well and wondering if this is some sort of group signal that they need to respond to so they just awkwardly go “aaaaaa” to try and imitate them
robots jumping and getting really scared when a human sneezes and rushing over to check on them “DID YOU JUST BLOW A FUSE ARE YOU ALRIGHT DO YOU REQUIRE ASSISTANCE”
robots getting all worried when their human is blushing because “your surface temperature has increased and your pigment is off are you alright”
robots trying to understand human bodies (◕ω◕✿)
Q:Can we talk about how I'm 100% sure that Rosa from Brooklyn 99 is fem!derek? I can't be the only one.
My dad is downstairs watching the harry potter series for the 1st time screaming and i go to check on him and he says ” YOU’VE GOTTA BE FUCKING KIDDING ME THEY DON’T KILL THE EVIL LITTLE BLONDE LESBIAN FROM THE SNAKE HOUSE BUT THEY KILL DOBBY? WHY DOBBY. THIS RUINED MY CHRISTMAS.”
little blonde lesbian from the snake house
i’ve been having pretty vivid dreams lately, and i wanted to write down one that stuck with me so my mom can help me interpret it. dream diary under the cut, homies.
my impression of the first episode of arrow: the less than interesting story of how a rich white protagonist manages to learn archery and parkour in complete seclusion on an asian island for five years
getting shitfaced for the holidays
or, in other words, a recipe for peppermint schnapps cocoa
hello friends. it’s that wintery time of year again. do you want to embrace the deep pulsating spirit of the holidays, but find yourself trapped amongst soul-crushingly oppressive relatives? does the sweet oblivion of raging alcoholism beckon you, enticing you to dive headfirst into her high octane depths? well then boy fucking howdy do i have the drink for you friends, because almost nothing goes better together than booze and chocolate.
start off with your biggest mug. you’re probably going to want around a cup and a half of milk depending on the size of it. heat that shit in the microwave. you want it toasty hot. my microwave is old and shitty, so it takes about two minutes, yours might be young and zippy and new. use your common judgement on this one.
once you’ve got your hotsy tot hot milk, you’re gonna toss in 3 compact tablespoons of powdered sugar, and about a tablespoon and a half of cocoa powder. take a lil whisk or a fork and stir the shit out of that. don’t leave any clumps or bumps. we drink our shit smooth as silk.
taste test it. you don’t want it weak or flavorless or thin. add more milk or sugar or cocoa if you need it. this is about your preferences here. now that it’s all numnummy, toss in about half a tablespoon of pure vanilla extract, and about half an ounce to an ounce of peppermint schnapps. alcohol means different things to different people. use as much or as little of this as you’re comfortable with.
as a final note, at this point you may be thinking about going all out. you’re three sheets to the wind and you want something fucking gourmet. well look no further than your own cup, friend. the second you start adding nutmeg and cinnamon and eggnog to an already complete drink is the second you set yourself up for a fucking spicy hangover. and do you really want that? no. no one wants that for you. drink your fucking cocoa.