Telepathic Phlebotomy

Oct 20

Details, Details

NOTE: Events have been hyperbolized for effect.

Me: “Good morning!”
Them: “Hi. I’m looking for a patient?”
Me: <Attempts to ask the patient’s name.>
Them: <Without stopping> “They came in like two days ago, through the emergency room? They thought they just had a head wound, but it turns out they have a renoberation of the doohickey, and the injury got all infected and stuff so they had to amputate the head and they say…”
Me: <Tuning them out.>
Them: “…that they’re gonna be fine, but what they really wanted to look out for was the cottonmouth and the hairy nipples, which is a weird development for the particular gender of the patient, a tidbit of information which I’m not going to reveal at this point in the conversation…”
Me: <Thinking about something else.>
Them: “…and anyway, they had like three MRIs done at the same time: one of the jaw, one of the left big toe, and one of the neighbor’s dog because apparently that was like an inciting factor in the whole thing, and because of that I’m told the patient has the dog as a roommate, and the room’s supposed to be on either the second floor, the fifth floor, or the third and fourth simultaneously…”
Me: <Mentally orbiting Neptune.>
Them: “…so it’s one of them, and I’m not sure what floor you keep that kind of patient or whatever. Is there like a hairy nipple floor? An entire floor where you keep people with hairy nipples? Anyway, I’m looking for this patient.”
Me: “You done?”
Them: “I guess. Why?”
Me: “The massive amounts of information you’ve given me offers absolutely no indication of where the patient might be. You know what you could lead with that is the easiest possible unit of information? The sound bite that could maximize my usefulness to you, and minimize the length of this already egregiously long conversation?”
Them: “What’s that?”
Me: “The patient’s goddamn name.”
Them: “Oh. I don’t know it.”
Me: <Violently murders the visitor.>
Them: <In the throes of death.> “I think the first name starts with a consonant… does that help?”

Oct 17

lunarianpyrate:

airbendingjedi17:

This guy deserves a medal.

lunarianpyrate:

airbendingjedi17:

This guy deserves a medal.

(Source: lol-post, via shu-y)

Oct 16

hpphans:

eeponine:

creativelemons:

eeponine:

creativelemons:

eeponine:

creativelemons:

eeponine:

creativelemons:

eeponine:

creativelemons:

eeponine:

Oh god, I thought this was the Phantom’s mask.
Can the Phantom please have a donut mask from now on?

And then when he kidnaps Christine and she wakes up, she can eat his mask because she’s hungry because he didn’t let her have dinner with Raoul, and then Eric has to get a whole different donut mask because Christine ate the first one.

And then when he comes in at the end of Masquerade, he’s wearing a whole cake on his face.

The PHAAANNNNTOM OF THE BAKERY IS THERRREEEEEE.
INSIDE YOUR PIESSSSSS.

IN SLEEP HE BAKED FOR ME
IN DREAMS SOUFLE’D
DESSERT WHICH CALLS TO ME
AND GIVES ME CAKE
AND DO I EAT AGAIN?
FOR NOW I FIND
THE PHANTOM OF THE BAKERY IS THERE
INSIDE MY PIES

FATHER ONCE SPOKE OF A BAKER
I USED TO DREAM HE’D APPEAR
NOW AS I SING I CAN SMELL HIM
AND I KNOWWWW HEEEE’S HERREEEEEEEE

TWISTED EVERY WAY
WHAT PRETZELS CAN I TASTE?
AM I TO WISK MY EGGS
TO WIN THE CHANCE TO BASTE?
CAN I BETRAY THE MAN WHO ONCE INSPIRED MY BREAD?
DO I BECOME HIS CAKE? CAN I HAVE CREPES INSTEAD?
HE STIRS WITHOUT A THOUGHT
HE FLAMBÉES ALL THAT’S GOOD
I KNOW I CAN’T REFUSE
AND YET I WISH I COULD
OH GOD IF I AGREE WHAT CONFECTIONS WAIT FOR ME
IN THIS, THE PHANTOM’S BAKERY?

THINK OF BREAD
THINK OF BREAD FONDLY
WHEN WE’VE SAID GOODBYE
REMEMBER CAKE ONCE IN A WHILE
PLEASE PROMISE ME YOU’LL TRY
THEN YOU’LL FIND THAT ONCE AGAIN YOU LONG
TO TAKE YOUR PIE BACK AND BE FREE
IF YOU EVER FIND A COOKIE
SPARE ONE BITE FOR ME


ALL I ASK IS EVERY BITE OF COOKIE
SAY THE WORD AND I WILL BAKE FOR YOU
SHARE EACH SNACK WITH ME, EACH PIE, EACH CUPCAKE
ANYTHING YOU EAT, LET ME EAT TOO
LOVE BREAD, THAT’S ALL I ASK OF YOU

WHAT RAGING FIRE SHALL BURN THE BUNS?
WHAT RICH DARK CHOCOLATES ICE THIS CAKE?
WHAT SWEET CONFECTIONS LIE BEFORE US?
PAST THE POINT OF NO CUPCAKES
THE FINAL FLAMBE
WHAT WARM UNSPOKEN PASTRIES WILL WE MAKE?
BEYOND THE POINT OF NO CUPCAKES

YOU ALONE CAN MAKE THESE DONUTS RIGHT
HELP ME BAKE THE CUPCAKES OF THE NIGHT

HIS PIES WILL FIND ME THERE
THOSE PIES THAT BURN
AND IF HE HAS TO BREAK A THOUSAND EGGS
THE PHANTOM OF THE BAKERY WILL BEAT AND WHIP AGAIN

hpphans:

eeponine:

creativelemons:

eeponine:

creativelemons:

eeponine:

creativelemons:

eeponine:

creativelemons:

eeponine:

creativelemons:

eeponine:

Oh god, I thought this was the Phantom’s mask.

Can the Phantom please have a donut mask from now on?

And then when he kidnaps Christine and she wakes up, she can eat his mask because she’s hungry because he didn’t let her have dinner with Raoul, and then Eric has to get a whole different donut mask because Christine ate the first one.

And then when he comes in at the end of Masquerade, he’s wearing a whole cake on his face.

The PHAAANNNNTOM OF THE BAKERY IS THERRREEEEEE.

INSIDE YOUR PIESSSSSS.

IN SLEEP HE BAKED FOR ME

IN DREAMS SOUFLE’D

DESSERT WHICH CALLS TO ME

AND GIVES ME CAKE

AND DO I EAT AGAIN?

FOR NOW I FIND

THE PHANTOM OF THE BAKERY IS THERE

INSIDE MY PIES

FATHER ONCE SPOKE OF A BAKER

I USED TO DREAM HE’D APPEAR

NOW AS I SING I CAN SMELL HIM

AND I KNOWWWW HEEEE’S HERREEEEEEEE

TWISTED EVERY WAY

WHAT PRETZELS CAN I TASTE?

AM I TO WISK MY EGGS

TO WIN THE CHANCE TO BASTE?

CAN I BETRAY THE MAN WHO ONCE INSPIRED MY BREAD?

DO I BECOME HIS CAKE? CAN I HAVE CREPES INSTEAD?

HE STIRS WITHOUT A THOUGHT

HE FLAMBÉES ALL THAT’S GOOD

I KNOW I CAN’T REFUSE

AND YET I WISH I COULD

OH GOD IF I AGREE WHAT CONFECTIONS WAIT FOR ME

IN THIS, THE PHANTOM’S BAKERY?

THINK OF BREAD

THINK OF BREAD FONDLY

WHEN WE’VE SAID GOODBYE

REMEMBER CAKE ONCE IN A WHILE

PLEASE PROMISE ME YOU’LL TRY

THEN YOU’LL FIND THAT ONCE AGAIN YOU LONG

TO TAKE YOUR PIE BACK AND BE FREE

IF YOU EVER FIND A COOKIE

SPARE ONE BITE FOR ME

ALL I ASK IS EVERY BITE OF COOKIE

SAY THE WORD AND I WILL BAKE FOR YOU

SHARE EACH SNACK WITH ME, EACH PIE, EACH CUPCAKE

ANYTHING YOU EAT, LET ME EAT TOO

LOVE BREAD, THAT’S ALL I ASK OF YOU

WHAT RAGING FIRE SHALL BURN THE BUNS?

WHAT RICH DARK CHOCOLATES ICE THIS CAKE?

WHAT SWEET CONFECTIONS LIE BEFORE US?

PAST THE POINT OF NO CUPCAKES

THE FINAL FLAMBE

WHAT WARM UNSPOKEN PASTRIES WILL WE MAKE?

BEYOND THE POINT OF NO CUPCAKES

YOU ALONE CAN MAKE THESE DONUTS RIGHT

HELP ME BAKE THE CUPCAKES OF THE NIGHT

HIS PIES WILL FIND ME THERE

THOSE PIES THAT BURN

AND IF HE HAS TO BREAK A THOUSAND EGGS

THE PHANTOM OF THE BAKERY WILL BEAT AND WHIP AGAIN

(via eveamedeus)

Oct 12

None of that clipper-stubble or three days&#8217; growth for you. Tonight you enjoy me as the porn industry intended genitals to be: clean-shaven and kissable. (Taken with Instagram)

None of that clipper-stubble or three days’ growth for you. Tonight you enjoy me as the porn industry intended genitals to be: clean-shaven and kissable. (Taken with Instagram)

Door-Frame Grease

Just as I’m about to hop in the shower, I am suddenly startled when I look in the mirror.
I proclaim aloud, “Sweet Mother of Moses! Who are you, you remarkably sexy creature just exploding with marvelous masses of masculinity, and why are you in my bathroom?!” 
The man in the mirror replied, “I was trying to break into your home unnoticed, and when I heard you coming I hid behind what I assumed to be a mirror made of one-way glass. Turns out it’s more of a window, actually. I will be going now. Please accept this door-frame grease as a gesture of my apologies. It is designed for widely-built fellows like yourself to fit through narrow openings.”
I quirked a brow at him, quizzically. “For a moment, my friend,” I ventured, “I thought you might be my reflection, for not only am I clad in naught but a towel, but also you seem to exude a similar sort of manliness as I, myself, am wont to do. So I must now ask: why, sir, if you are breaking into my hom

e, are you, yourself, dressed in naught but a towel? Wielding a jar of grease meant for slipping large things through small openings, no less?”
Climbing gingerly out from behind my ersatz mirror, a hand over the front fold of his towel to preserve his dignity, the man replied, “I am not rightly sure.”
My confusion giving way to anger, I grabbed the jar from him and bellowed, “Well, I should say you will leave NOW, or I will find myself inclined to use this unusually specific product in ways not sanctioned by its manufacturers! Have at you!”
And he left in a flash… but as I attempted to give chase, I realized what a great boon he had handed to me; had I but used his gift in the spirit he had given it to me, I might have fit through the door to follow him. Chagrined but safe, I proceeded to shower, lamenting that soon I would nevertheless have traces of door-frame grease all over my person for the remainder of the day once attempting to leave the bathroom.

Oct 11

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REBLOG IF YOU WANT TO HEAR WHAT YOUR FOLLOWERS WOULD DO IF THEY OWNED YOU FOR 24 HOURS

so-stay-sweetly-numb:

felltofiction:

olivemeister:

dragonclaww3:

kankris-seductive-sweater:

ghost-anus:

feferi2spooky:

starkid-nerdfighter:

I’m scared but go for it

lol gross go ahead TELL ME ALL THE COOL VIDEO GAMES WE’D PLAY

Tell me @n@

o_o tell me now

yeah sure why not

Yes please?

Why not. Let’s get sexy.

(Source: askboxmemes, via moirailis)

Oct 09

A little something I&#8217;ve started. Shield your eyes&#8230; (Taken with Instagram)

A little something I’ve started. Shield your eyes… (Taken with Instagram)

kowaidesuasfuck:

Korean poster which has been making it’s way around
Translation:
Protesting sexual harassment and violence against women
ETIQUETTE FOR MEN AT NIGHT
Remember that your presence can be threatening to women walking alone at night
If a woman is walking in front of you alone at night, slow down. You walking quickly or speeding up can be and in most cases is threatening
If you’ve been drinking and are drunk, go straight home.
Do not pick a fight or aggravate women walking at night
Do not take off your clothes or publicly urinate
Be careful to make sure you do not touch or hit someone, even on accident.
If, late at night, you come to a situation in which you and a woman have to ride an elevator together, let her go up first and wait for the elevator to come back down.
If there’s a woman in a public restroom (There are Korean public restrooms with no gender or sex markings that are open to all people), wait for her to finish and come out first before using the restroom.
Report broken streetlights to the police
Tell other men about these rules and that they have a responsibility to not threaten women walking at night

Learn it, know it, do it.

kowaidesuasfuck:

Korean poster which has been making it’s way around

Translation:

Protesting sexual harassment and violence against women

ETIQUETTE FOR MEN AT NIGHT

  1. Remember that your presence can be threatening to women walking alone at night
  2. If a woman is walking in front of you alone at night, slow down. You walking quickly or speeding up can be and in most cases is threatening
  3. If you’ve been drinking and are drunk, go straight home.
  4. Do not pick a fight or aggravate women walking at night
  5. Do not take off your clothes or publicly urinate
  6. Be careful to make sure you do not touch or hit someone, even on accident.
  7. If, late at night, you come to a situation in which you and a woman have to ride an elevator together, let her go up first and wait for the elevator to come back down.
  8. If there’s a woman in a public restroom (There are Korean public restrooms with no gender or sex markings that are open to all people), wait for her to finish and come out first before using the restroom.
  9. Report broken streetlights to the police
  10. Tell other men about these rules and that they have a responsibility to not threaten women walking at night

Learn it, know it, do it.

(Source: dkyubey, via eveamedeus)