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true friendship is telling each other about monsters in shows that like kissing

Who knew some caterpillars can squeak?!
Does anybody have an explanation?

Spiracles, AKA the breathing holes that most insects have on their sides. Some insects have slightly modified spiracles, which, when air is forced through them, produce sound. Hissing cockroaches are the most famous example, but it’s also a tactic found in some beetles and, as seen here, caterpillars.

It’s meant to startle a predator into dropping it, and is not actually an indicator of distress so much as a reaction to something that might be a predator. A more accurate translation of the squeaks would probably be “BUGGER OFF YOU FUCK”.

And let me tell you, it might not seem very startling here, but picking up a caterpillar and having it scream at you will definitely make you drop it. Source for that: me picking up a hornworm and learning that they can yell.

sinobug:

Lymantrine Moth (Arctornis sp., Lymantriinae, Erebidae)

by Sinobug (itchydogimages) on Flickr.
Pu’er, Yunnan, China

See more Chinese moths on my Flickr site HERE…..

Source: Flickr / itchydogimages

taestfulsins:

I’m going to spare my poor boi and make him softer.

syntaxtree:

describe your dnd characters in the worst way possible

Rusty dork who plays with dead things.

Source: thebestoftumbling

Reblog if you think sign language should be taught as a language in schools.

Still want Marcus to raw me while in that shadow beast form of his 👀👀✌️

scuzer:

eternal dilemma

Simplest solution: ride the boi

radicalmayhem:

yellowboxturtle:

relax-o-vision:

People always make fun of butch women’s appearance, but some of those big, muscular, “unfeminine” women frequently plant their asses between other women and predatory men. I’m speaking about the butches who have shielded me and my friends from physical harrassment when we were young and drunk and visiting gay parties for the first time. I’m speaking about the butches who keep bathrooms a safe zone. I’m speaking about the butches whose lesbian rage is only outshone by their infinite compassion for baby dykes.

Fuck your butch hate.

A long time ago, back when I was “straight,” before my very imposing wife was even my girlfriend yet, some jerk pinned me up against the wall at a party.

I was like, “Go away,” with my eyes glued to the floor and my heart pounding, but he wouldn’t. My boyfriend stood by and watched and said nothing.

She said, “Hey, leave her alone, you jerk!” and the guy was like, “What are you gonna do to me? This isn’t your business.”

Very calmly, she put her beer down, rolled up her sleeves, cracked her knuckles, and started walking towards him.

He bolted. I was amazed and I said, “What WERE you gonna to do him?”

“Oh I dunno,” she said, “They always run off before I get there.”

Later that night she drove me home and I threw up on her car. She still drove up to visit me in the big lonely city when I came out a year later, and her car door still made a sticky sound when I opened it.

“Trust No Butch” my big toe.

~~Trust No Butch~~ Love Every Butch