That type of green usually doesn’t appear on camera so they probably wanted people to see flying waffles and get freaked out by them
er. actually no.
Those are the green guys.
They’re from Vancouver, British Columbia, Canada.
They are literally celebrities here. They totally mean to be seen, and they’re very very popular here. They started out a few years ago, and now one even has a book published. The lighter one is Force, and the darker one is Sully. They sit at the opposing team’s penalty box and like to make fun of players, and have even appeared in Pepsi commericals and billboards.
How is Canada even real?
FOR REAL THOUGH
i live in edmonton and i remember members in my family being excited when they showed up bc theyre so?? cool?
Every hockey fan must respect the green men… Even tho I hate Vancouver
I’m glad to see the full explanation on this post this time because usually it just ends with the stupid comment of “that kind of green doesn’t appear on camera~~~” and i get really mad bc literally how could you ever think that. that makes no sense. it’s easier to key-out green (or blue) for special effects and stuff (like a green screen on a weather report). but that doesn’t mean the green just doesn’t show up on camera wtf
kudios to the tumblr users explaining the green guys though!!
Seth Casteel, the photographer behind Underwater Dogs, is back with the adorable series Underwater Puppies (available at Barnes & Noble). Casteel, who taught over 1500 puppies how to swim, hopes to raise awareness of rescue and adoption as well as water safety for pets with these playful photos.
this is probably my favorite joke from futurama tbh
I love Futurama but I don’t get this what’s the joke
The joke is that a bunch of conspiracy theories say aliens came and taught Egypt how to build pyramids (because they are ‘too impossible’ for humans to have built’) and it’s actually the Egyptians that taught aliens and advanced their culture.
Parineeti Chopra responds to a male reporter who claims to know nothing about periods (menstrual cycle). [X]
I started my period when I was 10 years old. But we didn’t tell my grandma for three years because she subscribed to the “old traditions”, where a woman on her period could not enter the house, not even to bathe. Where she had to sit outside in front of the house (where the whole village could be witness to her shame and isolation) for the entire duration.
My friend started her period unexpectedly while we were at our local temple (in America) for dance class. Asking around if any of the parents had pads (all of them apologized and acted like adults about it), I thought surely the front office has a first aid kit. Don’t they have pads? When we asked, not only did they not have any, when one of the women gave one from her purse, the head secretary told us “There are men who need to use the first-aid kit, ya? So we don’t keep period things there.” Not even ibuprofen (which has so many more uses than period pain).
There are girls in India and Nepal (and other places, but I just read an in-depth piece about the situations in Nepal) who have to go to the “period hut” when their period comes and not leave until its over. They can’t wash and dry their cloth pads in the daylight, so they do it at night when the pads won’t dry properly before their next use, making them vulnerable to infection.
It is incredibly important, especially in India, to break the taboo surrounding periods. Break the secrecy around an event that happens to almost every woman, every month for literally half of her lifetime. Break the hiding, break the cover-up, break the SHAME.
Just break EVERYTHING. So little girls can go to school every day of every month without feeling ashamed. So women can work every day of every month to provide for their families without being glared at. So single fathers can confidently take care of their daughters’ health. So that women can talk about how terrible their period is or isn’t and give each other advice on how to deal with it without looking around to make sure men aren’t listening. So that Whisper doesn’t have to be called Whisper, it can be called SHOUT. It can be called PROUD. So that we don’t NEED to fucking WHISPER about our bodies and our health.
It’s ridiculous how men think periods are disgusting. Like I’m sorry that my body is normally working and able to welcome your beautiful and wonderful baby. I am very not sorry to be a woman and to disgust you.