According To My Dad, It's Right-On-Red Sunday. So Happy New Year's Eve And Happy Right-On-Red Sunday

According to my dad, it's Right-On-Red Sunday. So happy New Year's Eve and happy Right-On-Red Sunday everybody!

genuinely thought this was going to be a rickroll and was surprised when it was not ... or should i say “Was Snot”

Do you know anything about Nottingham? I was told once that it was made up for Robin Hood, which I was confused about, since I live there, but was that person actually telling the truth?

I was gonna make up a joke about it being originally called Snottingham and looked up its history and what the fuck, history. It was originally called Snottingham, named for a man called Snot.

Not even making this one up.

Okay, but what's his explanation for when they turn ash after they die?

Concept: in a setting where vampires exist and can only be harmed by symbols of faith (crucifixes, etc.), a James Randi-style skeptic/supernatural debunker witnesses his family murdered by vampires, and dedicated his life to hunting down what he believes are a cabal of ordinary serial killers with a blood fetish and some cheap plastic fangs. They die when he shoots them with an ordinary gun, granted holy status by the sheer force of his belief that they are actually just ordinary humans who will die when shot.

Reblogging for recipe.

hey, don’t cry. one half flour one half yogurt knead into dough and fry for easy flatbread and dip in balsamic vinegar, okay?

They're usually around at dusk.

have you ever seen a bat irl? (not on tv,online etc.)

we used to get prescribed a summer on the seaside. now we just get told to go touch grass. the economy is in shambles