I did the usual "hmm, is this real, tell me more" about this and found the Mallows Bay Shipwreck Water Trail site, which has photos, videos, and also 3D models of the shipwrecks! Super cool.

[Image description: Three images of shipwrecks in murky green water. In the top image, three ships are nestled together, all covered in plants. In the middle image, the outline of a ship and some structures on it are visible as dark lines through the water. In the last image, there are many ships together, their outlines more visible in some areas than others.]

Actually this is not filtered! This is taken with a film camera, so this is just how the photo turned out.

Most of my photos on my blog are actually vastly unedited. The most common edit is cropping, and occasionally I do some light adjustment for balance

A grill worth fighting for

im fucking crying

ALT

Fascinating categorization is happening here

@thegingerwrites

sorry for exposing your tags but this is hilarious

OP, I hope you don’t mind me making an addition:

When I turned 17, we ordered a cake at the grocery store for my party, as we’d done many times before. If you wanted something written on the cake you’d write it into a section of the order form. We requested, very simply, “Happy Birthday Courtney”. When we went to pick it up the day of the party, this is what we got.

The bakery employees had absolutely no explanation for this. The order form, attached to the box, very clearly did not contain any of those extra names. Whomever had done the writing was no longer in, so there was no one to ask how this had happened. The fact that the name ‘Juan’ is misspelled bewilders me to this day. (I’ve never seen ‘Miley’ without the E, either, but it’s believable that someone might spell it that way.) Did this cake slip in from an alternate universe where I’m one quarter of a set of Hispanic quadruplets? Dyslexic Hispanic quadruplets, maybe?

This cake became the focal point of my party. At least two of my friends regularly called me ‘Courtney Mily Jaun Pablo’ for years to come. My siblings and I still reference it sometimes, eleven years later. It is probably the funniest thing ever to occur at any birthday celebration of my life, and may well remain so for the rest of my days.

I love a botched cake.

one time me and some pals spotted one of those big cookie cakes in a store. it was done up with red icing and little X's for kisses and in the middle it said

No One Like You

ALT

now, it took us a while to realise it meant "(there is) no one like you". at first, we all parsed it as a botched "no one like(s) you"

for ages after when we'd wind each other up we'd declare "NO ONE LIKE YOU ☹️👎"

I just feel like it's important to post the Sacred Texts