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OH MY GOD I GET IT NOW THANK YOU

(That's actually really funny now that I get it—)

QUESTION SANDER SIDES FANS:

Please help me I don't know what this joke means and I can't find an explanation anywhere:

[You call those witty?]

Patton: Well, you call those glasses?

[I mean yes, I'm not sure if you're implying some—]

Patton: Well, I don't think they'll pick up, they don't have a cell phone! ZING!

Good morning! I'd just like to point out:

[Patton]: First, we'll need someone to practice on...

[Logan]: But who?

[Patton]: Each other?

(After they all swear to tell the truth during the trial scene and Janus takes the bibles/misc objects back away)

[Patton]: Okay, so, we kiss now? Or...?

Bonus:

[Patton]: Aww, there's so much cool stuff they've done for us online, kiddos!

[Roman]: Oh yeah?

[Patton]: There's some really neato artwork of us all AND some writing as well! Say, what is a "ship"?

[Logan]: Seriously, Morality, you don't know what that is? It is a craft designed for water travel.

[Virgil]: Even Prince knew that.

[Roman]: Yeah, even I knew that.

[Patton]: Oh, ok! It does not look like that, but ok.

I just want to point out those all happened in canon. That is all.

QUESTION SANDER SIDES FANS:

Please help me I don't know what this joke means and I can't find an explanation anywhere:

[You call those witty?]

Patton: Well, you call those glasses?

[I mean yes, I'm not sure if you're implying some—]

Patton: Well, I don't think they'll pick up, they don't have a cell phone! ZING!

ROY-G-BIV? No, my rainbow is R?J-R-PLV

I like the first one better, but I worked too hard to not post the second. For someone whose title is 'Deceit,' Janus really just spits facts. I've never related to or loved a character more than I do him, so here's my tribute

@thatsthat24

My mom, in the car, explicitly for my benefit: 'Road work ahead?'

Me: I SURE HOPE IT DOES

Me: I love you

Another very good explanation, and you are correct, I love the smell of dove soap

The human memory is so weird.

Example: every single time I smell a bar of dove soap, I think of this one kid I used to go to school with. Now, I can't tell you his age. I can't tell you his favorite color. I can hardly tell you his first name.

But I remember that he always smelled like dove soap.

No matter what. It's like he carried dove soap around in his pockets. Just plain old dove white soap. And it was so strong but not overpowering— like, it wasn't a dove deodorant or something, it was like straight-up smelling a bar of dove soap whenever you were near him.

So now every time I smell dove soap he pops into my mind.

Why?

I can hardly remember my tumblr password sometimes, I forgot my own age a bit ago and had to use a calculator to figure it out. But no matter what, I remember this kid from fifth grade always smelled like dove soap.

Science side of tumblr please explain

Hey since science side of tumblr explained this can I get science side of tumblr to explain my vision

So I made this:

So like if I shut one of my eyes I see everything either in cooler or warmer colors and this is my best approximation, it's weird as hell and nobody can explain it to me (but I mean I haven't gone to a vision-color-eye-expert-person) and I'm not colorblind or anything I've checked

So science side of tumblr help please?

The human memory is so weird.

Example: every single time I smell a bar of dove soap, I think of this one kid I used to go to school with. Now, I can't tell you his age. I can't tell you his favorite color. I can hardly tell you his first name.

But I remember that he always smelled like dove soap.

No matter what. It's like he carried dove soap around in his pockets. Just plain old dove white soap. And it was so strong but not overpowering— like, it wasn't a dove deodorant or something, it was like straight-up smelling a bar of dove soap whenever you were near him.

So now every time I smell dove soap he pops into my mind.

Why?

I can hardly remember my tumblr password sometimes, I forgot my own age a bit ago and had to use a calculator to figure it out. But no matter what, I remember this kid from fifth grade always smelled like dove soap.

Science side of tumblr please explain

This makes sense too thank you science side of tumblr

The human memory is so weird.

Example: every single time I smell a bar of dove soap, I think of this one kid I used to go to school with. Now, I can't tell you his age. I can't tell you his favorite color. I can hardly tell you his first name.

But I remember that he always smelled like dove soap.

No matter what. It's like he carried dove soap around in his pockets. Just plain old dove white soap. And it was so strong but not overpowering— like, it wasn't a dove deodorant or something, it was like straight-up smelling a bar of dove soap whenever you were near him.

So now every time I smell dove soap he pops into my mind.

Why?

I can hardly remember my tumblr password sometimes, I forgot my own age a bit ago and had to use a calculator to figure it out. But no matter what, I remember this kid from fifth grade always smelled like dove soap.

Science side of tumblr please explain

That actually makes a lot of sense, thank you science side of tumblr I learned something new today

The human memory is so weird.

Example: every single time I smell a bar of dove soap, I think of this one kid I used to go to school with. Now, I can't tell you his age. I can't tell you his favorite color. I can hardly tell you his first name.

But I remember that he always smelled like dove soap.

No matter what. It's like he carried dove soap around in his pockets. Just plain old dove white soap. And it was so strong but not overpowering— like, it wasn't a dove deodorant or something, it was like straight-up smelling a bar of dove soap whenever you were near him.

So now every time I smell dove soap he pops into my mind.

Why?

I can hardly remember my tumblr password sometimes, I forgot my own age a bit ago and had to use a calculator to figure it out. But no matter what, I remember this kid from fifth grade always smelled like dove soap.

Science side of tumblr please explain

The human memory is so weird.

Example: every single time I smell a bar of dove soap, I think of this one kid I used to go to school with. Now, I can't tell you his age. I can't tell you his favorite color. I can hardly tell you his first name.

But I remember that he always smelled like dove soap.

No matter what. It's like he carried dove soap around in his pockets. Just plain old dove white soap. And it was so strong but not overpowering— like, it wasn't a dove deodorant or something, it was like straight-up smelling a bar of dove soap whenever you were near him.

So now every time I smell dove soap he pops into my mind.

Why?

I can hardly remember my tumblr password sometimes, I forgot my own age a bit ago and had to use a calculator to figure it out. But no matter what, I remember this kid from fifth grade always smelled like dove soap.

Science side of tumblr please explain

It took so goddamn long for me to be diagnosed with ADHD because I'm a "good student" who "stays engaged" and "understands the material" and has straight As and I was sitting there drawing penguins instead of taking notes, spacing out during class, asking my friends what just happened ten seconds ago, unable to focus in silence, bullshitting my way through everything

i love how neurotypical people try to gatekeep mental illnesses and say things like “oh you don’t have ADHD, you just have a lot of energy”, “you’re not depressed, you just need to go outside and hang out with your friends more”, and my absolute favourite, “it’s all in your head” well yeah last time I checked that’s where my brain is

Sometimes I remember things about myself like that I have a chronic illness or that I'm part of an oppressed group or that I've actually been catcalled and I'm like oh worm I forgot about that

You know how the Spider-Characters's Spidey Sense go off in Into The Spiderverse when they meet? That's literally just queer people meeting irl

People really out here saying 'women can't be superheros (or in positions of power at all) because they're too emotional' and ignoring that Captain America: Civil War is all about two grown men starting a fight and splitting their team in two because they couldn't talk it out like civilized adults

Tony: *blasts off Bucky's robotic arm, sending him to the ground*

Steve: MY NAME IS STEVE ROGERS, YOU HURT MY BOYFRIEND, PREPARE TO DIE