Fuck.
I will never not smile at this.
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The Black Death Plague Doctor:
A plague doctor was a special medical physician who saw those who had the Bubonic Plague. In the seventeenth and eighteenth centuries, some doctors wore a beak-like mask which was filled with aromatic items. The masks were designed to protect them from putrid air, which (according to the miasmatic theory of disease) was seen as the cause of infection. The protective suit consisted of a heavy fabric overcoat that was waxed. A wooden cane pointer was used to help examine the patient without touching.
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You should act in a way, that if everyone acted that way, things would work out.
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My thighs do more than touch. They share mystical secrets and whisper spells as I walk.
I’m in love with that comment…
The beauty of the comment….I’m just sitting here like wow.
That comment was just perfect.
Rebloging for that damn comment that made me snort my drink at the screen.
My thighs touch! And I love it. Genuinely, I think I personally would look really weird if they didn’t.
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In Emma Stone looks like Nanalew news….
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