Two chemists walk into a bar.
One of them asks for H2O. The other asks for H2O2 and giggles.
The bartender serves them both hydrogen peroxide because he’s fucking tired of chemists walking into his bar and trying that joke.
when you’re doing school work and someone asks you what the answer is
(Source: wintersoldier-iscoming, via gnarly)
that feeling when you finally get past a really slow car
For none now live who remember it.
It began with the forging of the Great Rings. Three were given to the Elves, immortal, wisest and fairest of all beings. Seven to the Dwarf lords, great miners and craftsmen of the mountain halls. And nine, nine rings were gifted to the race of men, who, above all else, desire power. But they were, all of them, deceived, for another Ring was made. In the land of Mordor, in the fires of Mount Doom, the Dark Lord Sauron forged in secret a master Ring, to control all others. And into this Ring he poured his cruelty, his malice and his will to dominate all life. One Ring to rule them all.
(Source: thorinds, via creeping-in-the-dark)