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Wow, I had no idea Satan was so knowledgeable and generous with his time.

#TeamSatan

Can satan come teach a class at my school

Amusingly, among the Western European demon-conjuring cults of the 16th Century, many demons were greatly valued for their skill as teachers, often to the point that grimoires would place greater emphasis on the subjects each demon was qualified to teach than on their supernatural powers.

For example, this guy?

Teaches moral philosophy.

And this creepy dude?

He’s your astronomy professor.

Seriously, look this stuff up some time – it’s wild.

I now want a comic or cartoon series about demon teachers and their human students. Not sure if it should be college or high school.

“Aw, man – I got Professor Lionwheel. I hear if you fail his exams, he eats your legs.”

“Yeah, but he’s supposed to be really good about keeping regular office hours.”

“Huh. Sort of a trade-off, really.”

What do you have to do to get a scholarship?

I can’t believe you called Buer, Great President of Hell, Professor Lionwheel lmfao.

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I’M LATE FOR MY FIRST DAY AT DEMON SCHOOL

by Pinuphottie

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A Glasgow nightclub has installed a two-way mirror which allows male revellers in private booths to spy on unsuspecting women as they visit the toilet! With no notification or signage anywhere in the venue many female club goers have been left feeling embarrassed and used. Although they do briefly show the mirrors in a promo video, the club has been quickly deleting comments and posts on their social media from club goers trying to alert others to the situation. This is pretty much illegal and hugley violates privacy. Thank you The Shimmy Club for giving us a shiny, new, creative and cool take on objectification.
article here

i’m never leaving my house again, this world is just too fucked up.

WHAT!?

gross gross gross gross gross

Good morning disgusting.

Remember ladies:

  • “No space, leave the place” (fingernail test)
  • A two way mirror must be set INTO the wall, not placed on top of it.
  • If you rap/knock against the mirror, one installed onto a wall (a normal mirror) will make a dull sound, because there’s something behind it. A two-way will have more reverberation.
  • Use the flashlight on your phone to shine on the mirror, if it’s a two-way, you’ll be able to see into the other room.
  • You can also shield your eyes and see in if you lean up against the glass.
  • The room being viewed will have to be brightly lit (10x brighter than the room looking in), so if you’re in a typical dimly lit club bathroom, you’re ok.

boosting the fuck out of this

They have this in Continental Midtown in Philly, it’s fucking creepy and not cool at all

the most obvious solution i can think of is to break that motherfucker. what are they going to do? sue you for breaking something they shouldnt have had?

That’s fucking disgusting.

Hey, fellas. You ever feel like you have to check if you’re standing in front of a two-way mirror? Women do.

This needs to be known

Also note the fingernail test will fail on particularly cheap mirrors, or ones without glass in front of the reflective surface, so don’t immediately panic if a mirror fails the fingernail test. Try another method too, just to be sure

by Pinuphottie

justpan:

You were sitting on the love seat looking at your phone, wishing you were anywhere but here.

How the hell did your friend talk you into coming to this damn new years eve party? You should have known she’d ditch you after her first shot.

You hated the music they were playing, it was all beats and no fucking lyrical value, not that anyone dancing was even listening to lyrics.

You glance up and see almost everyone on the makeshift dance floor was practically dry humping.

You roll your eyes and look at your phone.

11:50

Might as well just go home, you didn’t want to stick around and see everyone around you kiss at midnight.

Just as you put your pone back in your pocket and went to stand up and leave someone tripped over your your foot.

‘Oh shit, sorry.’ you apologize as the guy balanced himself.

‘It’s fine I wasn’t paying attention, just trying to get out of here.’ he sighed.

‘Same here, you were going the wrong way though, that way leads to bedrooms, the exit is this way.’ you said pointing the right way.

‘Oh, how embarrassing, you wanna lead the way?’ he laughed.

‘Sure, let’s get the hell out of here.’you said as you lead him out of the dreadful house party.

Luckily the front yard was empty, and the noise wasn’t nearly as deafening. 

You took a deep breath a fresh air and felt some of the tenseness leave you.

‘So much better.’ the guy sighed as he stretched.

You take the chance and get a good look at him, he was a dirty blond and he had very cute and boyish face, his ears stuck out a bit too, in a cute way.

As you looked at him you notice he was also studying you.

‘My name is Peter, and your’s?’ he asked.

‘(Y/N).’ you responded.

‘Wanna go for a walk? We might see some fireworks on the way.’ he offered.

‘Sure.’ you replied.

Peter offered you his arm, and with a small smile you hooked your arm with his then you two began your walk.

‘So what made you want to leave the party?’ he asked.

‘Well my friend basically twisted my arm to get me here then she ditched me, and i didn’t want to watch that party become an orgy.’ you answered.

‘I’m sure it wouldn’t get that bad.’

‘Did you see the same dance floor I did?’ you smiled.

‘Fair enough.’ he laughed.

‘What about you Peter, why did you leave?’

‘My best friend and his boyfriend didn’t want to wait til midnight and it was either leave or stay and watch.’ he shuddered.

‘Oh yeah I’d bolt too.’ you agreed.

As you walked you spotted a bench under a tree.

‘Wanna sit down?’ you asked.

‘Sure.’

You both sat down, knees touching since it was a pretty small bench.

‘So, can I assume that you didn’t have a date for the party?’ he asked.

‘What gave it away?’ you asked in mock surprise.

‘No need for the sass.’ he chuckled.

‘What about you? No special person to kiss at midnight?’ you asked.

‘Well no one at the party.’ he sighed.

‘Is your girlfriend long distance?’ you asked, moving a bit away from him, you had been reading this whole thing wrong.

‘No girlfriend.’ he smiled moving closer to you.

He pulled out his phone, he had a countdown going.

‘Let’s count it down.’ he grinned.

‘OK.’ you blushed.

‘Five.’

‘Four.’

‘Three.’

‘Two.’

‘One.’

Then he leaned in and kissed you, as gentle as he seemed to be, lips soft and smooth. 

Before you were ready he pulled away.

‘Happy New Year.’