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deadgilberts:

the best thing that ever happened to me in high school was about 6 years ago our teacher never showed up for class and neither did the sub so one of the guys in the class just got up and started discussing his various theories about the island in lost and started drawing different diagrams on the board and ranting about his fan theories and everybody just went with it and raised their hands for him like he was the teacher and that was the class. 

(Source: theongreyjoy)

Right, so can I just?

I’m taking a mythology course and we’re going over Irish myths now, and one of the ones we’re covering is “The Weakness of the Ulstermen” and it… well, it’s pretty amazing.
So, this mysterious woman basically pops up out of nowhere at this guy’s house, and she’s like, “Hey, we’re gonna get married but you’re not allowed to tell people  about me,” and he’s okay with that, so they get married and they’re living pretty happily, and she becomes pregnant with his child.
Okay, just to make sure you don’t hate him too much, I want you to remember three things about this woman’s husband:

1. She was pretty rockin’ in general but also super talented in that she could run extremely fast, which is a lot of reason for him to be proud of her, and that pride was heightened by…
   
2. She was pregnant with his child…
3. He was most likely pretty drunk when he made this gigantic mistake.

Well, the husband is at a great fair in Ulster and the king is there with his finest and fastest horses, and the husband, in his excitement, blurts out that his wife can run faster than even the king’s horses.
Naturally, the king becomes enraged at this, and sends for the wife to make her run against his horses. Being eight months pregnant, she does not want to do so and feels disgraced by being made a spectacle, but is ordered to on pain of her husband being put to death. 
Because the king and people of Ulster will show her no mercy, her anger rose and she ran the race, finally revealing her name so that the people of Ulster will remember who she is.
Macha won the race easily, but went into labour at the very end of it, giving birth to a daughter and a son. In her anger, she curses the men of Ulster so that when they are under attack or most in need of their strength, they must suffer through labour pains for five days and four nights. And, mind you, it was not just the men present at the race who showed her no mercy that she cursed, but all men from Ulster for nine generations.
NINE GENERATIONS.
My mythology prof and mother approve.