she got her degree and started removing the parasite 🙏

Tinfoil hat moment but I don't think he was dumb, I think he was strategic. He put her in a situation in which she had to either: sell her car (so the only means of transportation is now in his name), or maybe even to drop out (to have time for the second job) if she wants to feed the kids. He did it right when she was aaaaaalmost done with her degree. Either way, it's sabotage.

Sometimes when an action makes NO sense to us ("he's like a stupid alien"), it's bc we are not understanding its true motivation/purpouse. If his goal was control, financial pressure and limiting her options due to lack of funds, it makes perfect sensie to buy the truck.

Tinfoil hat moment over!

ever since the early 2000s when a couple brain-dead frat boys on campus said "Cute skirt" at me and giggled, I've worn kilts pretty much every day

because to hell with the delicate gender-enforcing losers who don't understand the origins of kilts, to hell with people sticking their noses into other people's choices, and to hell with the whole notion of gendered clothing

op i hope you know about the guy on r/kitchenconfidential

(ID: tags that read “when does a monster stop being a monster? when you love it”)

Don’t forget the latest version, Ten Years

https://youtu.be/Nl8xTqTUGCY

If you haven’t seen this episode of Mythbusters I feel so bad for you because “What car?” remains to this day as a defining moment of my adolescence and my entire life

That was a near-religious experience 

I made a gif of it for those of you who cant watch the video in your country. Or if you know you just want to stare at it mesmerized like me

Oh wow they sure did vaporise that car into red mist

single man's meal in a single man's apartment. small, tidy (empty). a tv, a microwave, a picture of the san francisco skyline that probably came with the place. nothing else of note. but step one foot in his memory of the classroom he's worked in every day for years and he still gloats about it. look, look! the Jacob's ladder in the corner that he keeps unplugged. there, an entire collection of animals preserved in formaldehyde—did he preserve the fake egg and spaghetti jar in that tidy little kitchen he doesn't use? no i bet that was at school also, with the one single class that would never fall for his favourite prank. the reward system with the beanbags. and my favourite, and i have to quote this one: "And gracing the center of the ceiling was my pride and joy—a huge mobile that was a model of the solar system. Jupiter was the size of a basketball, while wee Mercury was as small as a marble."

san francisco skyline in his fucking san francisco apartment.

he loved those kids. he loved his job. he loved teaching so much that that love spilled out of him like water, it made him barge into an FBI guarded laboratory and demand the most powerful woman in the world give him a second chance to help. but god forbid the love overstayed its welcome. god forbid he couldn't toe it off like a pair of wet boots at the front door. wouldn't want to drag that into his pristine fucking empty apartment ryland grace youuuu fucking cowardddd