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i love that maned wolf pups also do the canine thing where they feet too big for their got damn they, but because they also have the long ass legs they end up looking way more normally proportioned than the adults. like this:
like those are regular wolf proportions
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I have done some weird trickshots, and some difficult trickshots, but that last one is the most of both Iâve ever put together!
does anyone have a link to that one post where its like a bunch of girls in a school and I think they were doing a fortune teller bit or something but a bunch of boys go up to them with their problems and everytime they just recommend something to the effect of "have you tried crossdressing?"
This one?
it spreadsâŚ
oh thereâs even more!
same artist
in grade 12 we were reading romeo and juliet and we were at the romantic-ass balcony scene and this hot girl in the class volunteered to read julietâs parts and i put up my hand to volunteer for another part and the teacher goes âoh do you want to be the nurse, amanda?â and i was like âno i wanna be romeoâ and the hot girl swiveled around in her seat to give me a Lookâ˘
she and i later ended up making out at a bunch of parties in university lmfao
in retrospect this moment was absolutely pivotal to my butch awakening but it was also just a lesbian power move
I too got a girlfriend over this play. In grade 10, I was reading the balcony scene to study with two other people (one guy and one beautiful girl) and I insisted point blank I had to read as romeo, because he had the most lines and Iâm a dramatic little shit.
So the other two in my group are used to my antics by now. Weâre all friends, so the pair of them decide that the one guy in our group gets to be the nurse. Now, my Juliet and I have been friends for a couple months by this point, so I decide to be a little more dramatic.
We put Juliet on a spinny chair, and pump it up as tall as it goes, and my baby, closeted lesbian ass crouches on the floor, ready to be as melodramatic as possible. Like, Iâm about to do a rendition that makes William himself walk into the class and tell me to take it back a notch or twelve.
And then I look up.
And holy shit.
There she is, Juliet, haloed in the worst fluorescent light known to mortals across the globe. Light just streaming down around her, that weird off-green colour that it always is. And sheâs the most beautiful girl Iâve ever seen. My little gay soul is barely holding on as the words barely leave my lips, breathlessly. âBut soft⌠what light from yonder window breaks?â
And Juliet was the sun. Romeo was not exaggerating that line at all.
Juliet and I have also been together for more than 4 years now. Sheâs every bit as spectacular as she was when I was a lovestruck teenage Romeo, kneeling on the yellowed linoleum floor of second block english.
It's never too late to escape from the secret underground government facility you were raised and go on a telekinetic rampage across the city before mysteriously disappearing into the woods
future archaeologists will know you were (not) a boy
sometimes it occurs to me that while "get bottom surgery and then use a strapon" is an obvious course of action for many trans lesbians, a lot of cis people would be extremely confused by the suggestion that someone would do this.
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Funniest thing I have seen in 2020
Ok but legit the funniest part of this is that the cat just knows what heâs about to do before his tongue is even out. Heâs done this more than once. A lot more.
basically my favorite thing to do is imagine The Character in some sort of situation of terrible emotional turmoil. itâs like enrichment for me
Based on a true story
i was thinking about the weirdest phone calls i got when i still worked at the public library and i remembered this one phone call. it was probably less than 20 seconds long, but it still makes me laugh.
anyways, this woman called and without even saying hello after i said the usual âpublic library, how can i help you?â spiel, she said, âi have a very important question: when you shelve books, do you push them all to the front of the shelf or all the way back?â
it took me a second to process the question and then i answered that, at the library, we always shelve them so that they are even with the front edge so theyâre easier to grab and see. she was obviously delighted by this answer and then, as if an afterthought, she asked, âokay, what about you? what do you do at home with your books?â i said i did the same thing. she hummed in obvious agreement and then just like that she said âthank you!â and hung up.
i never heard from her again. i hope she won whatever argument she was having.
for about a year, i worked at a call center for sprint. i have a similar kind of story. a woman called, and said she had a question about the call history on her bill. âsure, let me just pull up your account-â and she cut me off going, âno, no, itâs not anything specific, itâs just. so, if you change the time on your phone, does that change the time on the bill?â âuh⌠no? the time on the phone doesnât matter, the call history is recorded by the towers.â âohhhhâ she said in the saltiest voice i have ever heard âso even if you changed the timezone it wouldnât change the time on the bill? to, say, the middle of the night?â i stg yall i looked into the camera like i was on the office. âum⌠no? it would still be the local time of the tower. is there anything else i can help you with?â to me, overly chipper: ânope! thank you! have a great day!â turning on someone as she hung up: âshe says yoUâRE A LYING SACK OF-â i still mean-snicker every time i think about it.
i used to work in a call center for a roadside assistance company, from late 2015 to early 2016. it was easily the most miserable job iâve ever had, and the turnover rate was very high. people stuck on the side of the road tend to be quick to anger - understandably so - and it wears on you after awhile.
so i had been having a string of very time-consuming, draining calls. my line rings again, i steel myself for another angry caller, and i pick up. â[redacted] roadside assistance, how can i help you?â i chirp, in my Customer Service Voice.
âyeah, hi,â a gentleman with a thick southern accent responds. âmy motorcycle wonât start.â
i brace immediately for another long call. motorcycles were notoriously difficult to work with - a lot of insurance companies wouldnât insure them, and a lot of tow companies refused to pick them up because they require a specific sort of trailer.
âiâm sorry to hear that, sir. whatâs your current location?â
âoh, iâm just at my house. i was wondering if it would be okay for me to just load it into my trailer and take it to my buddyâs shop. would that interfere with my insurance?â
i click through his account and am Relieved to discover heâs in the clear. âNo sir, it looks like youâre good to go. Can I help you with anything else?â
A pause. âHave you heard the good news?â
My Anxiety, which had been receding, suddenly spikes into the fucking stratosphere. I live in the rural south. The âgood newsâ usually means âJesusâ and i was in no mood to be proselytized to for god knows how long.
i steel myself for the Religious Talk. âWhat news, sir?â
âMcDonaldâs is now serving breakfast all day!â
I laughed so hard I almost cried. I hope that guy ate as many hashbrowns as he could.
Once in my old private school with only like 20 kids maximum, we started having a debate about this:
Iâm not kidding.
One kid had a bag of goldfish crackers, and everyone somehow started to yell at each other about if the main fish is yellow or orange.
I became one of the spearheads for yellow, and my argument was that yellow was the base color and the orange is being used as shading, so itâs not actually orange. But the kid who was the spearhead for orange (letâs call him David) WOULD NOT listen to me. (he was always an asshole though, so itâs not too surprising)
This got so heated that the one guy who was in my grade (letâs call him Paul (half the kids had bible names anyway)) was looking at the back of the bag and found a phone number. I think itâs supposed to be there if thereâs a problem with the food or something, but he thought heâd try to call to see what theyâd say about our dilemma.
I donât know exactly what the person told him at first, but Paul explained the situation to them and then they put him on hold for a couple minutes while we waited in suspense. I have no clue what they did to fact check this for us, but they pulled through, AND IT WAS YELLOW!!!!!!!!!!! EAT SHIT DAVID!!!!!! >:DDDD
We broke into a cacophony of either joyful cheers or enraged disappointment. Iâm not sure if the person who answered our burning question could hear us, but I hope they did and got some joy out of it.
I would have been on the side of goldfish being, ya know, GOLD.
Seeing people detransitioning or deciding not to come out explicitly because of how scary it is for trans people right now makes me want to just go apeshit, like actually start killing and not stop until I am put down. Fuck this hateful evil society