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awwww-cute:

Just give it to me straight doc

awwww-cute:

Just give it to me straight doc


fashinpirate:

madmaudlingoes:

bropakpro:

touch-my-cuboner:

zecretary:

zecretary:

the stereotype that women talk more than men is infinitely amusing to me because men are literally incapable of shutting the fuck up

i hope this post gets popular enough that i hurt a man’s feelings

It’s not a stereotype it’s a proven fact you femanazi piece of shit.

lmao there it is 

You wanna talk proven facts? This shit’s been done, son: researcher Dale Spencer in Australia used audio and video tape to independently evaluate who talked the most in mixed-gender university classroom discussions. Regardless of the gender ratio of the students, whether the instructor was deliberately trying to encourage female participation or not, men always talked more—whether the metric was minutes of talking or number of words spoken. 

Moreover, men literally have no clue how much they talk. When Spencer asked students to evaluate their perception of who talked more in a given discussion, women were pretty accurate; but men perceived the discussion as being “equal” when women talked only 15% of the time, and the discussion as being dominated by women if they talked only 30% of the time.

Spencer’s conclusion, if I may parahprase: you only think we talk too much because you’d rather we were silent.

Don’t fuck with me, asshole, I’m a scientist.

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valeart2595:

There are wonderful people in this world…it’s just really hard to find them


fellowfrockery:

The Baby Armani of 1903. These little boys are in variations of ‘sailor suits’ with optional doily dicky/cravat work, and what looks like broderie anglais underskirts. For a long time, all kids under 5 or so wore skirts (easier access for the loo, perhaps). White showed the dirt but could be bleached and boiled.
Up until World War Two blue was a common colour for girls (associated with Mary, Christ’s mother) and pink, seen to be more ‘robust’ was a common colour to dress boys in. It then became popular to dress kids in either colour, slowly accepted as the other way round. Even more slowly, girls started to wear more practical shorts and trousers. Even now the vast majority of Australian girls with a school uniform are made to wear dresses or skirts, with no option of trousers, although many schoolgirl sports uniform requirements have switched to more sensible (and less knicker-displaying) shorts.
Since the mid 80s, the whole pink-blue and separate clothes thing has become more and more rigid (even children’s T-shirt departments mandate what’s proper for ‘boys’ and ‘girls’). Campaigns have started to question or oppose sex-segregated toys and clothes for kids. These two boys, I hope, were only trussed up for the photo and got to run around the rest if the time. They look like they’re standing in some sort of forest scrapyard. Pic: Mark Daniel, Picture Collection of the State Library of Victoria, captioned ‘Hany’s boys’.

fellowfrockery:

The Baby Armani of 1903. These little boys are in variations of ‘sailor suits’ with optional doily dicky/cravat work, and what looks like broderie anglais underskirts. For a long time, all kids under 5 or so wore skirts (easier access for the loo, perhaps). White showed the dirt but could be bleached and boiled.

Up until World War Two blue was a common colour for girls (associated with Mary, Christ’s mother) and pink, seen to be more ‘robust’ was a common colour to dress boys in. It then became popular to dress kids in either colour, slowly accepted as the other way round. Even more slowly, girls started to wear more practical shorts and trousers. Even now the vast majority of Australian girls with a school uniform are made to wear dresses or skirts, with no option of trousers, although many schoolgirl sports uniform requirements have switched to more sensible (and less knicker-displaying) shorts.

Since the mid 80s, the whole pink-blue and separate clothes thing has become more and more rigid (even children’s T-shirt departments mandate what’s proper for ‘boys’ and ‘girls’). Campaigns have started to question or oppose sex-segregated toys and clothes for kids. These two boys, I hope, were only trussed up for the photo and got to run around the rest if the time. They look like they’re standing in some sort of forest scrapyard. Pic: Mark Daniel, Picture Collection of the State Library of Victoria, captioned ‘Hany’s boys’.


haus-of-ill-repute:

Cats come in both liquid and solid form.

haus-of-ill-repute:

Cats come in both liquid and solid form.


fellowfrockery:

Behold the thousand-mile stare of the exuberantly-moustachioed Frank L. Carr Jnr, a very decorated window decorator; winner of the First Prize in the ‘Dry Goods Economist’ magazine International Window Dressing Contest 1894. This photo is from an ad for Mr Carr’s 1901 ‘Tour of the World’ promising to “enchant the eyes of thousands”. It’s held in the the State Library of Victoria.
Hundreds of Adelaide citizens were certainly gobsmacked during the tour when Mr Carr’s front window Rock of Ages tableau caught fire one Saturday morning and burned out the entire west wing of the department store in the main street while several locals indulged in a spot of looting. The roiling muslin which depicted “angry waves” crashing on a rocky outcrop of Christianity had gone up in a flash after a gas lamp bulb burst in the window. A hasty inquiry agreed it wasn’t his fault and the story was soon overtaken by the removal of a keeper’s arm at Adelaide Zoo by its resident, rather bitey, bear.

fellowfrockery:

Behold the thousand-mile stare of the exuberantly-moustachioed Frank L. Carr Jnr, a very decorated window decorator; winner of the First Prize in the ‘Dry Goods Economist’ magazine International Window Dressing Contest 1894. This photo is from an ad for Mr Carr’s 1901 ‘Tour of the World’ promising to “enchant the eyes of thousands”. It’s held in the the State Library of Victoria.

Hundreds of Adelaide citizens were certainly gobsmacked during the tour when Mr Carr’s front window Rock of Ages tableau caught fire one Saturday morning and burned out the entire west wing of the department store in the main street while several locals indulged in a spot of looting. The roiling muslin which depicted “angry waves” crashing on a rocky outcrop of Christianity had gone up in a flash after a gas lamp bulb burst in the window. A hasty inquiry agreed it wasn’t his fault and the story was soon overtaken by the removal of a keeper’s arm at Adelaide Zoo by its resident, rather bitey, bear.


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