Title: A Pair of Pigs
Date: c. 1850
Medium: oil on canvas
Size: 55 x 69.5 cm
Source: Compton Verney

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Title: A Pair of Pigs
Date: c. 1850
Medium: oil on canvas
Size: 55 x 69.5 cm
Source: Compton Verney

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Anonymous asked:
I mean they’ve all got personalities. Like I have had hamsters and they’ll only bite if they’re stressed or if you wake them up lol
The guinea pig I’m babysitting is a cuddle boi so far and he’s adjusting to being a pet v well
Anonymous asked:
Pigs can’t digest teeth so be sure to pull those out first. Don’t want you brilliant plan ruined by very incriminating evidence of the victims teeth in your pig pen
And they’re very difficult to burn too so make sure you grind them or put them in acid instead
I scrolled down and thought this was a photograph of a painting sitting behind some candles. Not until I scrolled back up did I realise that the candles are part of the painting.
Man: What’s a matter girl, you had a little bit too much corn?
Pig: *very long disgruntled groan which rises in pitch*
Man: Is that a yeah?
Pig: *shorter groan*
Man: Okay. Here I come, I gotta get the intoxicated pig… Look at this pig…
Pig: *quiet snort*
Man: Hey!
Pig: *snort*
Man: Are you messed up, girl?
Pig: *short snort*
Man: Never seen a damn pig… Look at that, that one here’s fine, that one there is fine, this one here is turned belly up
Pig: *snort snort snort snort*
Man: Hey you
Pig: *snort*
Man: Whoa! Whoa! Shit! [Unintelligible] HOWH! Come here girl!
Pig: *grunt grunt grunt*
Man: Holy hell, fuck…I didn’t mean to do that
“Whoa! Woah! Shit The Bed Almighty!” Is my new favorite expletive
Man: What’s a matter girl, you had a little bit too much corn?
Pig: *very long disgruntled groan which rises in pitch*
Man: Is that a yeah?
Pig: *shorter groan*
Man: Okay. Here I come, I gotta get the intoxicated pig… Look at this pig…
Pig: *quiet snort*
Man: Hey!
Pig: *snort*
Man: Are you messed up, girl?
Pig: *short snort*
Man: Never seen a damn pig… Look at that, that one here’s fine, that one there is fine, this one here is turned belly up
Pig: *snort snort snort snort*
Man: Hey you
Pig: *snort*
Man: Whoa! Whoa! Shit! [Unintelligible] HOWH! Come here girl!
Pig: *grunt grunt grunt*
Man: Holy hell, fuck…I didn’t mean to do that
“Whoa! Woah! Shit The Bed Almighty!” Is my new favorite expletive
and if anyone’s wondering, the man (from Cecilia, Kentucky, USA) had emptied a broken deer feeder full of accidentally fermented corn into a field where no animals were supposed to be. the pigs broke out of their pen, got into the corn, and the one you see here seriously overindulged
they observed her overnight and got Animal Control to do a check-up on her. she’s fine
so yes, you you can enjoy the video without worrying about Drunk Pig
So glad to hear she’s just drunk off her… whatever you call a pig ass. Haunches?
a list of current immortals
I feel like this list is forgetting Sir Patrick Stewart who I believe has not aged since 7000 BCE.. After all his twin brother was the Kennewick man..

as a self-appointed expert on Hozier, i would say that date is possibly accurate.
many of Hozier’s songs reference being buried in the earth (In a Week, Work Song), and some are directly inspired by bog bodies (Like Real People Do, Run). two of the most famous Irish bog bodies, Old Croghan Man and Clonycavan Man, are dated between 392 and 175 BCE, and both are speculated to have been kings ritually sacrificed to the goddess of the land. in Take Me to Church, Hozier demonstrates a willingness to offer sacrifices to a goddess, and in Foreigner’s God, he thinks fondly upon the image of a pre-Christian Ireland (“when the land was God-less and free”). as well, Old Croghan Man is estimated to have been about 6′6, and Hozier is about 6′5.
the only possible flaw in this theory is that in a Facebook Q&A (here at 5:28), Hozier says that he is over 3000 years old. 400 BCE only puts him at ~2400. it could be that after so many years he’s lost track of how many thousands, but another possibility is that he is more contemporaneous with an older bog body, the Cashel Man, also presumed to be a sacrificed king. that would put him closer to 4000 than 3000, but again, we could forgive an immortal for getting his millenia wrong.
in any case, it seems likely to me that Hozier is an ancient Irish king who was ritually sacrificed to the old gods, but somehow returned (possibly through intervention by said old gods) to give us music subtly hinting at his experiences.
this hozier addition is frighteningly detailed and I’m here for it
Thank you, cryptid Tumblr, for always having the best answers.
Excuse me.
Okay.. alright..
British food does not look like that.
That is British food:

This is British food:

Sunday dinner looks amazing right?
This is also British food:

So what cheek do you have at commenting that British food is basically shit. And yes I’m British and we don’t all drink tea and speak posh oh no. That’s due to the area you live in.
Oxfordshire=posh
London= cockney
Midlands= northern
Welsh= north
And Scotland northern
And the food depends on what area you get your food from different areas have different ideas on food such as Scotland haggis and deep fried Mars bars.
So just don’t Diss British food, you’ve probably never tried it.
Try and defend that British food all you want but the toxic sludge looks at least like it could plausibly have a stray flake of pepper or grain of salt hidden somewhere in there
y’all think british food got taste or colour? Okay
I’m crying at the pictures y’all are posting of Good British Food™️ like it ain’t the sawdust shit my ancestors ate before escaping in the 1800s
and y’all had the audacity to invade 80% of the planet in order to control the spice trade but won’t dare put it on any of your food my god
