Share a Coke with Sherlock
“Share a coke with Sherlock” is some pretty unfortunate phrasing given what we know about the guy’s drug habits.
So did he.
I may have laughed a bit too loudly at this.
Wire Bonsai by Ken To
Bonsai is a reflective art, but you could almost see yourself in the delicately wrapped copper wire that Ken uses to cnstruct his miniature bonsai sculptures, which are available to purchase at his rondei.
For dogs that bite the Japanese have invented Quack — a less threatening looking muzzle.
I live in Osaka, Japan and often use the subway to go to work in the morning. One day, when I was waiting for the train, I noticed a homeless man standing in a corner of the subway station, muttering to himself as people passed by. He was holding out a cup and seemed to be begging for spare change.
A fat woman passed by the homeless man and I distinctly heard him say, “Pig.”
Wow, I thought to myself. This homeless man is insulting people and he still expects them to give him money?
Then a tall businessman went by and the homeless guy muttered, “Human.”
Human? I can’t argue with that. Obviously, he was human.
The next day, I arrived early at the subway station and had some time to kill, so I decided to stand close to the homeless man and listen to his strange mutterings.
A thin, haggard-looking man passed in front of him and I heard the homeless guy mutter, “Cow.”
Cow? I thought. The man was much too skinny to be a cow. He looked more like a turkey or a chicken to me.
A minute or so later, a fat man went by and the homeless man said, “Potato.”
Potato? I was under the impression that he called all fat people “Pig”.
That day, at work, I couldn’t stop thinking about the homeless man and his puzzling behavior. I kept trying to find some logic or pattern in what he was muttering.
Perhaps he has some kind of psychic ability, I thought. Maybe he knows what these people were in a previous life. In Japan, many people believe in reincarnation.
I observed the homeless man many times and began to think my theory was right. I often heard him calling people things like “Rabbit” or “Onion” or “Sheep” or “Tomato”.
One day, curiosity got the better of me and I decided to ask him what was going on.
As I walked up to him, he looked at me and said “Bread.”
I tossed some money into his cup and asked him if he had some kind of psychic ability.
The homeless man smiled and said, “Yes, indeed. I do have a psychic ability. It is an ability I obtained years ago. But it is not what you might expect. I can’t tell the future or read minds or anything like that.”
“Then what is your ability,” I asked eagerly.
“The ability is merely to know the last thing somebody ate,” he said.
I laughed because I realized he was right. He said “Bread”. The last thing I had eaten for breakfast that day was toast. I walked away shaking my head. Of all the psychic abilities someone could have, that one must be the most useless.
What makes this story creepy? Think!
This story wasn’t creepy what the fuck are you
JAKGJSDKGJAGHLA OH MY GOD
Why is it creepy? SOMEONE EXPLAIN
WELL THAT TOOK ME A MOMENT
o.o oh gawd.
Emily Carroll’s His Face All Red
do not read this
it will fuck with your mind
IT WILL RUIN YOUR LIFE
i love twists
How to actually pronounce GIF
I KNEW IT
THE GROUND I WALK ON IS AVAILABLE FOR KISSING ON MONDAYS AND THURSDAYS
EAT SHIT, FUCKERS
HAHA FUCK YEAH everybody who’s gotten on my about pronouncing it like this can suck my dick.
god damn it
What happens when you scream out of your window in Sweden at night
> Imagine walking there as a tourist not knowing wtf is going on lol.
> I was expecting like 30 Scandinavians running out of buildings coming to help you.
> Hope no one is ever mugged at around 10pm in Sweden.
> That was so much cooler than I expected.
well that was pretty damn interesting.
they’re llike dogs lmfao
L O L
It had to be done.
Ok,You really did it now!
I HAD TO SCROLL BACK UP AND REBLOG OMG
Allow me to play you the song of my people.
where can i download this
at first I was like okay this is that violin tune from spongebob
but then i noticed how long it was
and right when i started thinking ‘okay there’s got to be more to this, where is this going’
^Literally my face when it hit
THANK YOU FOR THIS
we have fulfilled the prophecy
Panic! at the Disco and fun.
Come on, with everything falling down around me, I’d like to believe in all the possibilities.
let’s play a game