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The Cardiff Giant“Look, Reverend, your book may have some literary value, but if I were to take it at face value, I would call it the most ludicrous thing ever put to print.”
The year was 1869. New York tobacco tycoon, George Hull, found himself in a heated debate with a Methodist priest. The debate took place at a Methodist revival meeting, which Hull decided to attend just so he could humor himself. Whatever humor he was seeking, the source was certainly not the Reverend.
“I hope God forgives you for those words, Mr. Hull,” the Reverend said while pointing at George with contempt.
“Reverend, you have studied the Christian faith for your entire life. Surely you don’t actually believe that the Bible should be taken literally.”
“I don’t see how I wouldn’t.”
“The Bible makes references to happenings that couldn’t have possibly happened in any time period. I believe there was a verse in Genesis abou
Banned Golden Age Cartoons and Modern SocietyWhen television became a new, exciting medium, many cartoonists decided to take advantage of this new opportunity by airing their old theatrical shorts during the daily broadcast. However, when they sent in their respective packages, some of them were rejected for insensitive content, primarily cartoons depicting minorities in an offensive light. Today, these rules are still in place. Television stations refuse to play these cartoons, and debates have sprung over what to do with these films and how the modern eye perceives them. Regardless of where these films are shown or distributed or how people perceive them, the racially insensitive cartoons of the Golden Age can, at their most basic core, inform viewers about the background and ideas that were prevalent during the time of their creation.
This will mostly focus on the Warner Brothers cartoons, since these types of gags were very prevalent in those cartoons, and the controversies surrounding them are more do
The Race With Two Endings“And here they come, folks! The racers are approaching the finish line!”
On a bright summer’s day in the middle of August in the tiny town of Twinnisville, NJ, the 34th annual Twins Street Marathon was nearing its end.
Fighting for the lead was 19-year-old Bowling High student, Pat Murphy, and his long-time enemy, the captain of the Bowling High track team, Stan Derkly. Ever since they fought over the last copy of Good Burger at Blockbuster all of those years ago, the two have been at each other’s throats, constantly trying to one-up each other in everything.
Pat had spent the last few weeks training for this marathon with his father, Ted Murphy. Ted was the captain of the Bowling High track team back in 1976. During those weeks, he put Pat on the treadmills, the exercise machines, the indoor tracks at gym, the sidewalks throughout the town, the works. He had grown happy with the fact that his son had taken an interest in something
I Hope You Don't CareHello, neighbor
I hope you don’t care
But the sun was rising
And I wanted to stare
So I burnt down your house
Right down to the ground
So I can now see
The sun, oh so round-
Eternal Youth by Harold WallEternal Youth
By Harold Wall
To those of you
Who have risen from the soil
Either during or before my sprouting
I cry at your insulting words
Not out of sorrow
Nor out of regret
But out of laughter
For all who complain at my sapling-esque lifestyle
Saying that it is against the rules
Of the universal garden
Look at yourselves
Have you been so blinded
By these so-called "rules"
That none of you realize
That you've turned this beautiful garden
Into a lifeless patch of ice?
Perhaps you forgot
The eternal rain and sunshine
You received as a sapling
Perhaps you forgot
Your first sight of the garden
How it was brimming with life
How every flower was joined leaf-in-leaf
Singing a beautiful harmony
And that harmony was given a name
A name whose beauty shone
Through simplicity alone
Though the saplings grew
Into beautiful, vibrant flowers
The path they chose to take
Contrasted with their beauty
They dove into what
Those damned "rules" of the garden called
A state where the rain an
Sight of the SibchiOh my gosh! No! No, I said I wouldn't do this again. I'm sorry, I'll be out in in why aren't you screaming? Why aren't you running away? Wow, you're the first person I've met who hasn't done any of those things. Hey, could you take some time to listen to me? I've been having these problems lately.
I don't understand what's wrong with people. All I do is try to help them, but for some reason, I only end up making things worse. What is it about me that make people act this way? I don't look dangerous it all! I'm a green ball trapped inside a blue ball with a face painted on it, for Pete's sake!
My name is Sibchi, I'm five years old, and I live somewhere between this one small cloud to the left and this bigger cloud that kind of looks like a fish on the right. You've probably never seen me before, and there's a pretty good re
Kidd never really liked her uncle. That's not to say she hated the man, she was just... indifferent to him.
In fact, it was only due to his deep dislike of his own wife and children that he left his considerable fortune and wonderful seaside beach house to Kidd out of spite when he passed away.
Not that Kidd was complaining in the slightest. It had just come as a shock to her all those years ago. One moment she was the hardest working member of the university Swim Team, dealing with a troublesome boyfriend, trying to write seven papers in three days, and nearly starving herself to pay for her education. And the next, she was lounging on the ivory sand of her new home, her life settled somewhere between 'comfortable' and 'hedonistic'. No need to work, no need to stress, she'd broken up with the whiny loser, and she was loving it. The sun beat down on her toned, exhausted body, and it was like she was revived, refreshed. 'This is a life worth liv
Quiet night in (Sam.WXReader)The motel room was quiet and you were enjoying the silence until a moose came and ruined it. He plopped down beside you on the couch and turned on the TV to a Sci-Fi movie.
"Turn the TV off Moose" You glared at the freakishly tall hunter.
"Nope. Dean free night I want to use it to relax and watch TV" Sam shook his head before tucking some of his hair behind his ear.
"I want to read in silence!" You whined.
"To bad" Sam chuckled. After 10 minutes you became more and more bored so you started braiding Sam's hair.
"What are you doing?" He asked.
"Trying to tame this mane Simba" You replied.
"Bitch please I'm Mufasa" Sam scoffed.
"Fine Simba" Sam pouted.
"So where is our dear Squirrel?" You asked raking your fingers through his hair.
"Strip club where else? And stop using Crowley's nicknames for us" He replied shaking his head.
"Their catchy" You shrugged moving so your head was on his lap.
"What am I a pillow?" Sam huffed.
Coffee date (Gabriel Gray!SylarXReader)
Sylar sat in a café watching you from across the street. You tucked a stray piece of your (h/c) behind your ear and sipped your coffee before continuing to read your book. He knew you had a power being from a family all of who had an ability. Your older brother Nathan could fly, your mother Angela could dream the future and you younger brother Peter could absorb people's abilities when around them. Your ability was similar to Peters although you could only hold onto 3 abilities. Healing from Claire, flying from Nathan and mind reading from Matt Parkman. Sylar stared at you having come there to take you ability found himself unable to to through with his plan.
'Why can't I kill her? She has something I want' Sylar thought to himself unaware you could hear him. You continued drinking your coffee like he wasnt there but didn't expect him to walk across the street and sit opposite you.
"Can I help you?" You asked.
"Have we met before?" He questioned seeming unsure of himself.
You CAN Divide by Zero!" Impossible, " you say, " I couldn't get my calculator to compute it no matter how many times I tried. "
Well, it may be true that you cannot divide by zero on a calculator, but follow these handy steps
and you will be able to outwit ANY calculator or computer!
What you will need:
A marker ( Whatever color you'd like, especially if it's one of those scented ones! )
A piece of paper or a dry erase board. ( If neither is available, a styrofoam cup or a napkin will do fine. )
Tape ( The sticky kind, not the one you recorded reruns of Friends on. )
A Wall ( How can you have any pudding if you don't eat your meat? )
Now if you have all those supplies ready, you can now begin to divide by zero!
Step One :
Take your paper ( dry erase board, napkin, etc. ) and draw a zero on it. The size and color does not matter,
at least to the number anyway. It may matter to you, but as long you draw a zero, nobody else will care. Penmenship
doesn't matter either provided you can still tell it's a ze
Ice bucket challenge (Sendhil RamamurthyXReader)
Checking your phone again you saw you had been nominated for the ALS ice bucket challenge by your friend/former Heroes co-star James Kyson Lee and decided to spice it up a bit. You also saw James had nominated your boyfriend of two years and decided not to tell him. After making a trip to the supermarket you came back with 12 bags of ice making Sendhil confused.
"Whats with all the ice?" He asked following you outside to the pool in the garden.
"Ice bucket challenge" You replied before you began dumping all the ice in the pool.
"Ok then" Sendhil shrugged deciding to stay out of it. Once you got all the ice in the pool you let it sit for a while to make it colder. Setting up your video camera you put it on a tripod before changing out of your white shirt into a Mötley Crüe t-shirt. You pressed record on the camera and stepped back so you were in frame.
"Hi I'm (F/n) (L/n) and I'm accepting the ice bucket challenge bequeathed onto me by James Kyson Lee but I couldn't find a buc
Here Come the Rubba Girls, Splish, SplashIt was another hot summer day. Mom and Dad were walking in the park and my brother just got off the treadmill. During this time, I was relaxing, thinking about what my upcoming classes are going to be like.
Tim: *opens my door with a towel around him* "The treadmill is all yours if you want to go on it."
Me: "Might as well, thanks."
Tim: "No problem." *closes the door and heads for the shower*
Once Tim turned on the shower, I got off my bed, turned on my phone, went on YouTube, found a good video to watch that will help pass the time, and I got my headphones so I can hear the video.
Me: "Alright, here we go. *heads downstairs and sees the treadmill* Lets do it."
After my 30 minutes on the treadmill were up, I changed into my swim trunks and watched the rest of the video.
Me: *finishes video* "Alright, time to cool off."
As I got my towel and opened the door, I was greeted by four hellos.
Rubber girls: "Hi, Robert!"
Me: "Woah! *falls down in surprise
Heroes highschool (Adam MonroeXReaderXMohinder) p1
"(Y/n)!!! Get your ass up!! You to Peter!" You woke up to your older brother Nathan yelling from downstairs. The same as every morning you groaned and threw something at the door to tell him you were awake and plotting his murder. After 10 minutes of trying not to fall back asleep you got up and put on a pair of jeans, black converse and a Ramones t-shirt before fixing your (h/c) hair. Grabbing you backpack from the floor you tiredly made your way downstairs.
"Finally come on we're late enough" Nathan hurried you along dropping a plate of toast in front of you. As always Nathan was up, dressed in his class president outfit as he called it and sipping his coffee.
"Peter come on!!" He yelled up to the 15 year old.
"No!" Peters muffled response came from under his covers.
"That's it" Nathan said before putting his mug down and running upstairs.
"AHH NO THE LIGHT! IT BURNS!!" Peter screamed when Nathan pulled the curtains and dragged the covers off him. You were 16 and attented Kring
Spread the love (Heroes castXReader)
It was a normal day on the set of NBC's Heroes and you were currently chatting with Greg and Sendhil between shoots.
"Did you see Masi with that bucket earlier?" Greg asked sipping his coffee.
"Yeah he said he was on a mission. I think he's been Hiro for to long" You nodded.
"Next he'll be trying to time travel" Sendhil chuckled.
"Mhmm" You hummed not noticing Masi sneak up behind you. As if on que he tipped the bucket over your head drenching you in freezing cold water.
"Ohh" Greg stifled a laugh stepping away from you.
"Masi!!" You exclaimed turning to face him. He pushed his glasses up and dropped the bucket with a cheeky grin before bolting in a random direction. You took off after him aiming to hug him to get him wet but had a better idea. Running back you hugged Greg from behind making him shriek.
"Get off!" He said trying to pry you off him.
"I'm spreading the love!" You replied letting go of him before turning to Sendhil.
"No don't you dare stay away!" Sendhil
Ice bucket challenge (Milo VentimigliaXReader)
You were sitting on the deck of your boyfriends house when he came out and dropped a camera onto your lap.
"Any reason for the camera?" You asked picking it up.
"I was nominated for the ice bucket challenge and so were you" Milo replied going back inside to get ice and two buckets.
"Who nominated you?" You questioned standing up.
"Quinto" He said coming back out. You nodded and went over to the tap with a bucket to fill it up while he did the same in the kitchen. Once both buckets we're full you turned on the camera and put it where you were both in frame.
"So we've been nominated by Zachary Quinto to do the ALS ice bucket challenge and we're accepting it!" Milo said picking up a bag of ice handing you the other bag.
"Jesus the waters cold enough without the ice" You commented dipping your hand in.
"Well it'll be colder" Milo replied dumping the ice in the bucket. You shrugged and poured the ice in before standing up straight.
"Leave it for a few seconds to let the ice settle" He
How OHSHC Came to Be -Parody-A man from Japan was sitting in his basement one day thinking of his next big idea. Suddenly, he got a call from his gay cousin, and he told him that he recently got engaged to a nice man from Osaka. The Japanese man happened to be extremely homophobic and reacted to it negatively. In order to vent his anger, he began drawing the most hurtful stereotypes for gay people he could think of. Luckily, his mind wasn't too warped, so the most hurtful thing he could come up with "OMG SO FABULOUS." After his venting was over with, he began drawing the first chapter of his new manga series.
A week later, he showed the idea to the CEO of the publishing company. He looked at it and said, "What the fuck is this shit?" After endless bitching for 2 hours straight, the man packed up and left the office. As he was leaving, his hateful drawing flew out of his briefcase. The CEO took one look at it and said
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