For Me to Poupon
This is the story of what happens when people stop being polite, and start being nerdy.
Art only tumblr is over here.
Personal twitter was last spotted over there
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Photoset reblogged from scribblings
Morels are a rare and elusive mushroom, which go for $50-$100 a pound at farmer’s markets. The truth is, you can find these scrumptious shrooms yourself, right in the woods around you.
Morels can be found:
Around dead elm trees or apple trees, in soil with a high pH and high lime content. They’re tricky suckers to find, but so worth it when you do! Their texture and taste are unmatched - seriously, heaven in a bite.
Once you’ve got the shrooms, fry them up in a pan with light olive oil, chives, salt, pepper, and some garlic! Happy hunting :)
-The Frisky Farmer
Morels are amazing. Just adding a friendly reminder to be cautious about picking wild mushrooms; best to take an experienced forager with you.
People…. buy morels? With money? ??????
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I slipped on the discarded packaging of a new crop of underwear* and instead of saying WHOA or something I just bleated in surprise. Like, BAAAA. I’d like to think that was because at that moment I was possessed by the guardian spirit of Goatprince, to insure that my obituary will POTENTIALLY be at least a little more digified than “underweared to death”. Though I guess we’ll have to see to find out! …Well, OTHERS will have to wait to see. I’ll probably be too dead to read it. wow this paragraph took a grim turn
*having to buy a lot of those these days because Lilypuppy is a master panty thief, destroyer of intimate garments. On the bright side, I now have a matching set of underwear FOR THE FIRST TIME IN MY LIFE. It was a sign from go—oh, um. dog. yeah, dog. A sign from dog.
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Photo reblogged from The Potatoes of Defiance
Damn it, you deleted your reblog before I had a chance to read it, and this notification is all that remains. What did you write, Poupon? What scathingly critical remarks did you make about the cut-up map faces, before deciding that the world was more blessed in its ignorance? What drove you to deletion?
The Lost Post of Poupon is going to haunt me.
I deleted it because it was negative, mean and useless as a critique because the artist would never see it! I delete a lot of mean and useless things. i am mean and useless things
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Photoset reblogged from better living through psychological trauma
Living out my feminist utopia dreams through playing Plague Inc.
This is why I need masculism.
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Photo reblogged from better living through psychological trauma
LOCA MIRACVLI
oh my goodness! The Milwaukee Art Museum has a space dedicated to cabinets of curiosities? Uh, does anyone up there have a couch i can crash on because
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anderjak replied to your post: If I ever write a book, the first sentence is going to be “Okay, so.”
Okay, so, it was the best of times, it was the worst of times. Okay, so, call me Ishmael.
Okay so this man in black, right? Went the fuck across the desert and this gunslinger guy followed. Or was it the other way around? Anyway.
Okay so we all agree it’s a truth universally acknowledged that a dude in possession of aw fuck who cares
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Photo reblogged from ~grapeykins
Kathryn Janeway, Our Lady of Determination.
yes good
My mom’s girlfriend on the side
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Photoset reblogged from every prophet in his house
