white-throated-packrat:

cynth3tic:

just-shower-thoughts:

You get ‘on’ a bus or train, but you get ‘in’ a car or taxi

How to not mix them up (for those who might be learning English): If you walk upright when boarding, you’re getting on. If you sit into a seat from the door, you’re getting in.

So, for example, you also get *on* a plane or boat, and *in* a carriage.

Oh, that is a good distinction.

forthediscourse:

blueelectricangels:

gallusrostromegalus:

botanyshitposts:

botanyshitposts:

hey I don’t think I’ve ever talked here about corn wolves. here let me find a gas station real quick

okay so I’m in the middle of nowhere stopped for gas in a small town in Iowa rn and my Internet is REALLY spotty so I hope this posts but

as people who have followed this blog for longer might know, sometimes I go hang out with this corn genetics lab at school, as in we meet up on friday nights to talk about corn science and stuff. once the corn genetics subject of the week is covered sometimes we go off track and start talking about other stuff. as u may imagine from a corn genetics lab, most of the members grew up on farms here in the midwest, and one night we were talking and a couple of the people started discussing an urban legend that they were taught as kids to keep them from running into their family’s cornfields and getting lost. one of those people was from Nebraska, and the other from rural minnisoda- these were isolated incidents of this urban legend happening, and all of us were deeply engrossed in this. i cannot make this shit up, this is the story:

there are wolves that live inside the corn when it’s full grown. they’re huge, and are camouflaged to hide in the fields. their breathing sounds like the misting of the irrigation systems set up over the corn in these areas for water. if they see small children in the fields, they kill and eat them.

now I’ve lived my whole life in suburban Iowa, and I can vouch that we don’t have irrigation systems like that here; our group came to the conclusion that this must be the reason that from our 7 or 8 person sample size, the corn wolves did not exist in Iowa, the largest producer of corn. I’ve never seen the corn wolves mentioned anywhere else outside that one night with the genetics lab, and it really fascinates me because as a horror/creepypasta person myself, I think it’s a great example of those strange little urban legends that never get written down on paper. the fact that it’s never appeared anywhere else in my life kind of confounds me, because it’s a really cool story. i like to go driving around rural Iowa when I’m home from college, and i always end up thinking about the corn wolves.

neither of the people believed it as kids btw lol

This is a FANTASTIC piece of Americana and cryptic lore. I propose making them a thing immediately.

paging @seananmcguire

claryfightwood:

Constantly torn between “my sexuality is none of your business” and “lmao I hope they don’t think I’m straight god forbid”

theothersiiide:

like, once you’ve figured out you’re gay, each year you level up to a gayer version of yourself

sparkytheandroid:

when i was a baby i thought big words and oxford commas and kcup coffee machines make u smart. you know what makes you smart? loving ur friends.