I often get this ask in conjunction with “how do centaurs put on pants?” The answer is that centaur alien arms are proportionally longer than you think, and their back is more flexible than you think. They’re not built like a classic humanoid centaur, their arms are as long as their legs and they’re closer to a gigantic dog in terms of bendiness than a horse.
I’m sorry “ankle”?! I know horses have weird leg anatomy but why is that not a knee??
Not jay so I can’t speak for them of course but centaurs seem to have back legs comparable to digitigrade/unguligrade life here on earth. Humans are plantigrade, so for us to have a digitigrade structure is like lifting your heel off the ground and standing on your toes. Unguligrade is even more weird where you’re basically standing on your toe tips, something humans struggle to do because we don’t have hooves :P I don’t actually know if centaurs count as unguligrade or not, haven’t brushed up on their anatomy in a while.
When you’re looking at the back leg of an animal (with anatomy like earth animals at least) the first joint pointing forward is the knee, and the 2nd joint that points backwards is the ankle. So comparing centaurs to our legs, its like if the thigh and shin/calf were really short, while the 1st segment of the foot (before the toes) was really long.
buzz aldrin and neil armstrong liked to do a thing where they’d tell unfunny jokes at parties about being on the moon and when people were confused they’d go “guess you had to have been there”
[ID: tweet from Linn LeBlanc reads: Where were you 49 years [ago] today when @/TheRealBuzz and Neil Armstrong made those historic first steps onto the Moon. Attached is a color photo of an astronaut on the moon. Buzz Aldrin quote tweets it and replies: I was on the Moon! #Apollo11 /]
bragging about how much better they are than twitter while making their website as close to twitter as possible by the day staff you are the dumbest mother fuckers alive who approved this
can the moderator currently portraying the fictional proprietor of the Tumblr Emporium, Brick Wharton, please make themself known so I can use a laser to slice tiny little shavings of their epidermis off like a hock of prosciutto.
I had to mentally send myself a reaction image the other day. I ran up the stairs on all fours, said to myself “i’m such a locationpilled scampercel” and then perfectly envisioned this image
