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Some of you are reblogging because you think its funny that programmers would talk to ducks. I’m reblogging because I think its funny picturing a programmer explaining their code, realizing what they did when they explain the bad code, then grabbing the strangling the duck while yelling “WHY WAS THE FIX THAT SIMPLE!? AM I GOING BLIND!”
AS A PROGRAMMER I CAN TELL YOU THAT THIS IS EXACTLY WHAT YOU FUCKING DO WE HAD TO BAN THE DUCKS FROM MY CLASSES BECAUSE EVERYONE WOULD FLIP THE DUCK OR THROW IT AT A WALL OR SOMETHING WHEN THEY FIGURED OUT THE PROBLEM IN THEIR CODE
so that’s the function of a rubber duck
Everyone thinks programmers are so smart but really we’re all just a bunch of crazy duck worshipers.
The house of Godric Gryffindor has commanded the respect of the wizarding world for nearly ten centuries. I will not have you, in one night, besmirching that name by behaving like a babbling, bumbling band of baboons!
" What’s a Nargle? “
" No idea. “
(Source: buckyibarnes, via harrypottergif)
Last seen in a little black dress. Watch out for those eyes ‘cause she’s armed and dangerous like bow.
Song ABC - E is for Eyes Open by Taylor Swift
ft. Shingeki no Kyojin
Everybody's waiting for you to break down
Everybody's watching to see the fallout
(Source: kiirstein, via botwoon)
a fic/art trade: words by chasexjackson | art by anxiouspineapples
Harry woke up to the sound of knocking - a rap of knuckles on the wood of his bedroom door - followed by a clear, very familiar voice.
‘Harry, are you up?’
He shifted his head and groaned into his pillow but remained otherwise buried within the maroon, snitch-covered duvet. The door opened and in stepped a slim witch with wavy red hair cut to her shoulders. She crossed the room to open his curtains.
‘Come on, sleepyhead,’ she said, sitting on the edge of his bed. ‘Busy day today.’
Harry rolled over and fumbled for his glasses. As he put them on and sat up in bed, the face of his mother swam into view.