do you think i could cook a s’more on the really hot part of my laptop
I’m doing it
running two games in the background to cause laptop to heat up more
bottom of marshmallow is warm
the chocolate is soft enough that some comes off on my finger when touching it
the chocolate is melting
i touched it and that happened
We did it kids
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Two other women, also breast cancer survivors, said their husbands left them after they were diagnosed. Both had to have mastectomies (in case anyone doesn’t know, this is the surgical operation to remove one or both breasts).
The first woman said her husband told her that he would rather see her dead than see her lose her breasts. The second woman had her operation and waited all day to be picked up by her husband, who never arrived. By nightfall, one of the nurses offered to give her a ride, and she came home to find the house empty.
Obviously, these are extreme cases of a man’s reaction to his wife’s breast cancer, but this is what I see when I see the “I ♥ Boobies” bracelets. I see love of the body parts, not the person being treated—not the patient, not the victim, not the survivor.
My Beef with the “I Love Boobies” Bracelets (via star-trekkin)
I will never not reblog this. So important. (via youmightbeamisogynist)
I’m not sorry
Nor should you be.
I will find this funny forever!
The word “jumbo” comes from the name of Jumbo the circus elephant. Jumbo was hit by a train and killed on September 15, 1885 in St. Thomas, Ontario, Canada. A statue was erected in his honor, and the name stuck.
Jumbo’s corpse was stuffed and given to Tufts (where he is still the mascot) where he sat around until 1975 when the building he was in burnt down. While I was still at Tufts, you could get sweatpants that said JUMBOS across the ass.
mom made mac and cheese for dinne-