dickslapthestate:

keepitmovinshawty:

aheartmadeofkyber:

So Delta flight 302 flew in to San Juan, picked up passengers, and threaded one arm of Irma on the way out. The pilot basically said ā€œhold my beerā€ and took on a hurricane.

I am not entirely convinced that Poe Dameron was not flying this plane, to be honest.

You can read the Twitter thread here.

Everything about that story was amazing. Delta probably set a record for the turnaround too.

ā€œAnd if the passengers would look out of the starboard window, they will see A MOTHERFUCKING HURRICANE. ALSO A HURRICANE TO PORT AS WELL.ā€

My dude landed and took off in less than an hour and squeezed between the arm of the hurricane and the core:

I love Rhys Darby, who plays Coran. The voice he does is just his normal voice. He’s a New Zealander, and he has the funniest voice in the world. And over the couple years we’ve been doing the show, I’d just do an impersonation of him, just for the fun of it. And there’s—Oh, is this a spoiler? This is kind of a spoiler, but not really—Because I’d just jokingly do an impersonation of him in the booth, there’s an episode way down the line, but there’s a little thing that’s basically like a joke version of Coran, and they had me record it, it’s so much fun.

cccrystalclear:

I think the reason why I was never as emotionally attached to the companions in dai was simply because they felt like coworkers you’re on friendly terms with. The companions in dao and da2 followed you because they liked you or owed you. The companions in dai were either forced to be there, wanted to make a profit, founded the inquisition, felt guilty, or was just curious about the gaping hole in the sky. The only companion I feel followed you because they truly wanted to be around you, was Dorian. Not that surprising though, when you travel to the future and back with a person, you don’t normally split ways and pretend nothing happened afterwards

uggggggh

another bad yelp review about the application review process

fucccck and it was probably me who reviewed it too

noooooo please let my coworker have reviewed it

i think she did but knowing my luck it was me and i’m gonna get lectured about it nooooooo

Less nsfw ideas- Gabe eats the veggies in Jack’s garden: grows wings. Or turns into a horse- which Jack has to rescue from horse thieves who saw a horse and tried to steal. Gabe helped himself to a snack and grew gills- Jack barely got him into the pond behind the house in time.

marsh-mellow-toast:

I love all of these, but fuckin the gills one speaksssss to me.

Like Gabe taking a bite out of a cucumber when Jack’s not around, and it’s the most delicious thing he’s ever tasted. He finishes it quickly and can’t help but grab another, chewing on it less ferociously. Jack comes out of the house with lemonade and sandwichs in time to see Gabe start to cough.

He asks if everything is alright and Gabe passes it off. But it gets worse and worse until he’s doubled over, gasping for breath and clawing at this neck. Jack panics and doesn’t know what to do until he sees the half eaten cucumber, and bodily hauls him to the pond, tossing him in armor and all.

Gabe freaks right the fuck out, trying to hold what little breath he had as his armor drags him to the (surprisingly deep) bottom. He holds out for as long as he can, and then fighting to get off his clothes so he can swim back up. Just as he feels he’s about to pass out, he gasps and suddenly feels the rush of oxygen.

Struggling out of his armor, he makes it back to the surface. He’s all ready Jack to curse at him for the lack of warning, and Jack is just sitting there holding the half eaten veg, glaring daggers at him.

ā€œI told you not to eat the vegetables. I was getting lunch.ā€

ā€œFigured it was a job thing and not a ā€˜weird make you grow gills fae thingā€™ā€

ā€œWell it was and now you have to live in the pond while I sort out this mess. Enjoy the webbed fingers.ā€ Jack said, tossing the cucumber at him, and stomping back to the house.
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Que Gabe having to stick around for a week while Jack grows the things he needs for a cure and barters for a few others. He spends most of it hauling his shit off the bottom and trying to prevent his armor from rusting.

((The pond is now a thing. Beside the house and under/in Jack’s roots. Extremely deep dispite looking like a normal pond on the surface.))