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im about to catsit next month for a (lovingly) crazy woman who is so deeply obsessed with her cat's care its touching truly. he needs insulin shots and she is telling me that shes going to send voice notes to my phone of her saying "copo! baby! its time for your insulin!" "come here handsome!" "its insulin time sweetie!" so that he feels safe getting his insulin from a stranger. im like girl i love it. i love this
she was telling me yesterday "sometimes i look at him and he looks at me and i feel like we can hear each other's thoughts. is that crazy" and i was like "no of course not"
The tailors at Colonial Williamsburg made a suit for their cat
The best part is that they were inspired by a diary entry from 1775, written by a 12 year old tailor’s apprentice who had been left unsupervised all day and decided to make a suit for a cat. Here’s a link to the blog post about it, but I’ll just paste the whole diary entry here:
“I had been at work about two months when Christmas came on – and here I must relate a little anecdote. The principal [the tailor] and his lady were invited to a party among their friends…while it devolved on me to stay at home and keep house. There was nothing left me in charge to do, only to take care of the house. There was a large cat that generally lay about the fire. In order to try my mechanical powers, I concluded to make a suit of clothing for puss, and for my purpose gathered some scraps of cloth that lay about the shop-board, and went to work as hard as I could. Late in the evening I got my suit of clothes finished; I caught the cat, put on the whole suit – coat, vest, and small-clothes [breeches] – buttoned all on tight, and set down my cat to inspect the fit.
“Unfortunately for me there was a hole through the floor close to the fireplace, just large enough for the cat to pass down; after making some efforts to get rid of the clothes, and failing, pussy descended through the hole and disappeared; the floor was tight and the house underpinned with brick, so there was no chance of pursuit. I consoled myself with a hope that the cat would extricate itself from its incumbrance, but not so; night came and I had made on a good fire and seated myself for some two or three hours after dark, when who should make their appearance but my master and mistress and two young men, all in good humor, with two or three bottles of rum. After all were seated around the fire, who should appear amongst us but the cat in his uniform. I was struck speechless, the secret was out and had no chance of concealing; the cat was caught, the whole work inspected and the question asked, is this your day’s work? I was obliged to answer in the affirmative; I would then have been willing to take a good whipping, and let it stop there, but no, to complete my mortification the clothes were carefully taken off the cat and hung up in the shop for the inspection of all customers that came in.”
“I was hoping they’d beat me and forget about it but to my horror they stuck my work up on the fridge”
Not just any fridge-
The public fridge
20 years ago, it was a scandal that Google started to track which links you clicked on the search-results page,
this is like finding a journal written by someone before the zombie apocalypse happened
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Gay person: i’m gay
Me: ok
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I’m so sorry
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IDENTITY EMERGES ORGANICALLY FROM ACTION
IF YOU DONT DO ANYTHING YOU ARENT ANYONE. SORRY
The gays in the local scene always call me mr.new york city because i would always come into the bar with a pizza slice in 1 hand an a coney island style hotdog in my other 1 hand & i would squeeze my arms together to hold a largw cocola & hopefully not spill it (yes i used a long straw to drink it..) usually i would go home right when i finish my snack but 1 time i let a drunk twunk bust on me in the bathroom cuz i liked his devil may care attitude.Hes long dead now & i miss him honestly i just wish i learnt his name so i could have 1 last hot dog in his honor before they run out and shit since they going to be replacing them with BugDogs made out of crickets & roaches smashed into a puddy since that seems to be the way sjws are taking this fcking crazy planet,making us eat dogs made of bugs for no reason other then made up bull shit to make us live in fear? Of what?
need this on my blog
You see this sort of post a lot in left circles, and it's a very cute idea, but conservatives aren't actually that dumb. You might be able to make them nod along to what you're saying (assuming you don't hit on the big ticket culture war issues, this absolutely would not work for immigration and probably won't work for climate change), but you're not actually going to change anyone's mind like this.
Consider the opposite. A conservative wants to convince her left-wing friends to back her ideas. "Immigration is a labor issue. By reducing the number of immigrants we can increase average wages for workers." This does not work on many left-wingers.
Basically everyone who disagrees with me is a sort of dog who can be appeased by speaking in the right tone of voice