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The Great Trickster

Stealer of fire, creator of humanity (they're so FUN to play with!), unsettler of all that is settled, and happily advancing the course of SCIENCE!

Note: Any hate sent to this blog must be provided in the form of Ung Poetry or Vogon Poetry. If not, it will either be set to IGNORE or held up and laughed at, depending on how much popcorn I have on hand.

All original content copyright 2014. All rights reserved.

Sep 18 '14

agentbrompton:

ravenfirethief:

He grinned and held out a chip the way she tended to hold truffles. “Oh, we definitely can’t have that!” Then he laughed and gave Hazel a wink. “And don’t forget, their delivery truck has a nice team of shires pulling it. I may have to chat with them.”

She smiled and eyed him as she leaned in.  She nibbled the chip up to his fingers and didn’t quite stop there, much like he tended to when she offered truffles.  She bit gently at his thumb before letting go and chewing, a mischievous glint in her eyes.

"So what sort of chat does one have with draught horses?"

He grinned and reached out to trace her lips with a fingertip, while imagining delightfully naughty things.

Her question brought forth a laugh. “Oh, you know, they notice quite a bit when they’re doing their rounds. Who puts out  nice treats, where the dogs snap at your heels, even when people living in a house change, or when there are cars with bright shiny lights on top parked somewhere they weren’t the day before. You know, stuff like that.”

Trust him to notice that even horses knew where the crime scenes would be.

Sep 17 '14

squirrelykiller:

ravenfirethief:

I would like to read to you a poem I wrote, entitled ‘Ode to an OC I met one day’

Oh furble gruntspundly,
There’s a man out there, on the wing
Please read as Shatner, for the record
A man made flesh and insanity
A cup of joe, a bird clad in flesh,
A god, who took me to meet his wives
And lo, every time I make a new blog,
He is followed first.

Now tell me, how did my poem make you feel? And be honest, this is for posterity.

Fred peered at the poem, re-read it, and began chuckling. After a minute, his chuckles turned to deep belly-laughs.

"Squirrel Girl, you are the best!"

He posted the poem on the refrigerator, where everyone could read it and enjoy.

(I couldn’t resist sending you this, and it felt good to tell you how I felt.)

"I don’t know you yet, but the mun has unusually nice things to say to you. So, hi?"

Fred gave Squirrel Girl an amused look, then laughed. “So you do that fourth wall thing that Wade does, huh? That’s pretty wild. Hi. Want some coffee? And I think I can rustle up a few bowls of nuts for your friends.”

Sep 17 '14

It finally happened (closed)

theangelwithnavywings:

ravenfirethief:

He listened and nodded, then chuckled. “Sounds like they really are your best friends. That’s good. I like them.”

He hmm’ed thoughtfully, then asked, “Do you like the way she makes it? Yours is very, very good - so good I’m tempted to think you’re using it as a love potion,” he grinned playfully as he said that, to make it clear he was only teasing, not accusing, “but if you like Charlie’s coffee, then I’ll trust your taste.”

As she walked away, he sent her an image of his arms wrapped around her and holding her in a loving embrace.

"They are and i wouldn’t trade them for anyone" she said smiling and she giggled softly "I’m glad you do sweetie and i don’t mind the way she makes it"

She laughed and she smiled at him and she kissed his cheek

"I"m offended you would say such a thing" she joked with a fake gasp and she giggled nodding "I do, i might make it first though and she can copy"

She glanced over her shoulder at him as she walked and she sent ‘that’s not what i meant by behaving sweetheart’ back to hi smiling and she got started on his coffee talking with Charlie

He grinned and got to work on his laptop, and by the time she got back, he was busy at work, apparently oblivious to the world around him … although there was a circle of a half-dozen black birds orbiting his head like a halo. He looked up at her and smiled innocently, with a twinkle in his eyes. “See? Behaving!”

Sep 17 '14

I would like to read to you a poem I wrote, entitled ‘Ode to an OC I met one day’

Oh furble gruntspundly,
There’s a man out there, on the wing
Please read as Shatner, for the record
A man made flesh and insanity
A cup of joe, a bird clad in flesh,
A god, who took me to meet his wives
And lo, every time I make a new blog,
He is followed first.

Now tell me, how did my poem make you feel? And be honest, this s for posterity.

Fred peered at the poem, re-read it, and began chuckling. After a minute, his chuckles turned to deep belly-laughs.

"Squirrel Girl, you are the best!"

He posted the poem on the refrigerator, where everyone could read it and enjoy.

Sep 14 '14

It finally happened (closed)

theangelwithnavywings:

ravenfirethief:

He raised his eyebrow and teased, “Oh, you told them about me way back then, huh?”

He grinned and held her while enjoying her kiss and closeness. “Let’s get some coffee over here, and then when you come this way next, it’ll be for attention for yourself, rather than me.”

He patted her bottom and playfully nipped at her ear before letting go.

She blushed and rubbed the back of her neck

"They were curious as to why i kept daydreaming so i told them, it just happened to be about you so one thing sorta lead to another and i was telling them about you" she said smiling and she giggled softly nodding "That sounds like a good idea, wanna try how Charlie makes coffee or do you want me to make it for you?"

She squeaked softly and shivered lightly and she pouted at him and poked his arm gently in a ‘behave’ type way before she started walking to the bar smiling 

He listened and nodded, then chuckled. “Sounds like they really are your best friends. That’s good. I like them.”

He hmm’ed thoughtfully, then asked, “Do you like the way she makes it? Yours is very, very good - so good I’m tempted to think you’re using it as a love potion,” he grinned playfully as he said that, to make it clear he was only teasing, not accusing, “but if you like Charlie’s coffee, then I’ll trust your taste.”

As she walked away, he sent her an image of his arms wrapped around her and holding her in a loving embrace.

Sep 12 '14
natskep:

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natskep:

Visit http://natskep.com - #AtheistsOfEarthUnited #AOEU
#BeOutspokenAboutAtheismPromoteKnowledgeDontHideDontBeAfraidThisIsOurWorldWeWillChangeOurWorld #cult #catholic #antitheist #allah #youngatheistarethefuture
#liveforlife #noindoctrination #religionfree #atheist #youngatheist #theunbelievers #thegoddelusion #freeyourself #godless #starstuff #progressive #atheistmovement #monotheism#LeagueOfMilitantAtheists#LeagueOfMilitantAtheists #wearestillevolving #youngatheistsarethefuture #aspacetimeodyssey #mythological

Sep 12 '14
  • Talking about my cichlid on tumblr: This is my F1 (Genus species)
  • Talking about my endler/guppy on tumblr: This is my Class N Red-chested endler / Poecillia reticulata "El Salto"
  • Talking about my betta on tumblr: This is my male butterfly dragonscale halfmoon plakat betta
  • Talking about any of these things on facebook: This is my fish.
Sep 12 '14

mishasassbutt:

mishasassbutt:

my mom just came to me and ranted about how everyone is making this facebook status that says, “raising teenagers is like nailing jello to a tree”. she was so baffled by this because she said, “you were pretty easy to raise as teenagers. all you did was sleep and eat.” 

so to prove some point she’s going to nail a small cup of jello to a tree. 

she’s so pleased with her self
image
incredible
image

parents are weird 

Sep 12 '14
Sep 12 '14

Anonymous asked:

do you have a good refutation of Hobbes' Leviathan?

moralanarchism:

I’ve never actually read Hobbes’ Leviathan.  I downloaded the audible book via audible.com but I haven’t gotten around to listening to it. 

But from what I understand of the book is that it is based on the social contract theory. 

Which the social contract theory is extremely easy to refute. 

Mostly, one could use the Lysander Spooner meme, I didn’t sign that shit

Which, is basically all you need to refute it. 

The social contract theory states that citizens living in a society must obey the state.  If you remain in that state that is a voluntary contract.  Which makes it geographical.  Something you don’t sign. 

So let’s try to prove that theory. 

So we can use the basis of the social contract theory that geographical, unilateral, and implicit.  So all contracts that fulfill those criteria must be valid. 

Using those objectives I could claim authority over any geographical land and say you must buy this insurance, I say it is for everyone, and you have to pay it. 

Is my “contact” valid? 

Of course not. 

So why the fuck should anyone believe in the social contract theory?