Your dragon does not have a cold.
Your dragon has a hot.
Pause just had to sit on the washing machine and loom over me while I was trying to pee.
Pretty sure there’s a reason why bathrooms don’t usually have FLUFFY GARGOYLES.
Health insurance companies are literally the worst
i love this guy
It’s weird to think that nighttime is the natural state of the universe and daytime is only caused by a nearby, radiating ball of flame.
Don’t fuck me up like this
god making snails: alright now i need a lil goopman
god makin slugs: haha okay one more but this time naked
Just picked up this fascinating snub-nosed, scissor-toothed juvenile r.abbit skull! It’s pictured next to a normal skull from an animal around the same size and age.
These skulls came from meat r.abbits that were culled. Both are missing some pieces and parts but that deformed skull is still pretty amazing! I thought the teeth were in the wrong root holes at first but that’s just how they grew naturally—normal-sized teeth in too short of a snout!
what’s owning a tiger salamander like?
well, you play games! Like “Find Your Son”:
Usually followed by “Your Son Has Seen You!”
Followed enevitably by “Your Son Thinks You’re Dinner and Will NOT! Let Go!”
This has been a comprehensive guide on what owning a tiger salamander is like. Thank you.
Eleven has scared the living fuck out of me multiple times. I open her enclosure, can’t find her, then
“HERE I AM LORG WORM I WILL DEVOUR YOU”
she emerges like a great white shark from the substrate.. and chomps my finger..
Why do they do that!?
I’m going to assume this is about the woodcock, which does… This:
Science has a couple guesses which include:
- It’s a decent way to impersonate foliage blowing around in the wind for camoflage
- So other woodcocks can find them
- Carnivores look at that and go “That can’t possibly be food”
- Part of thier brains is literally upside-down, who the fuck KNOWS what’s going on in there.
My personal theory is that all woodcocks have a song stuck in thier heads at all times and The Just Gotta Dance.
It makes them even more lovable.
Chameleons and walking sticks do kind of a front-to-back version of that same walk, and they do it to pretend they’re foliage.
I’d imagine it’s probably some combination of all of the above, really.
imagine transformers having a blog like “reasons my sparkling is crying” tho
“i wouldn’t let her drink high-grade”
“he wanted to fly upstairs with the seekers but refused to spread his wings to do it”
“she covered herself in joint lubricant and is now too slippery to stand up”
“he thought humans were using rust sticks to nail boards together”
“They combined into a larger one except now they can’t unjoin.”
“He told me he wanted to turn into a jet. He DOES turn into a jet. Now he’s crying because he turns into a jet.”
“I wouldn’t let him eat a glitch-mouse.”
“I wouldn’t let him eat the table.”
“I gave him energon treats that he can actually eat and he doesn’t want them.”
“I wouldn’t let him chew on my integrated knives.”
“He has fangs now and doesn’t want them.”


