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Show & Tell
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Love Begins
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Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her
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"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"
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@demyrie
The evolution of (trans) man.
(Well, this one, anyway.)
Age 9: "Tomboy"
Age 15: Strictly enforced femininity
Age 30: Hitting the mental limits of being closeted all his life and about to crash HARD
Age 47: Fifteen years now since starting transition. Far more good days than bad, no regrets.
The world may be full of uncertainty and danger, but I resolve to continue to find joy in who I am. Be joyful to be kind to yourself and be joyful to spite the bastards who would tear us apart.
apple blossomed trees / roots with the birds
the whole club was looking at worms
my tiny worrisome asian mother strikes again (part 1)
so funny that humans imagined a creature that is like a human but bigger and called it a “giant”. that’s such an uncreative name. that’s just an adjective. “it’s a giant!” “a giant what?!” “a giant… um. yeah. giant.”
oh my god,,,, the word was originally used for the creature and not as an adjective,,,,, that’s even funnier *guy seeing something huge* wow! that’s roughly the size of one of those big creatures wouldn’t you say?
official linguistics post
What is the science behind benches making your ass cold through 5 warm layers
@willowwispflame @thorny-on-main I love this site
A lot of the warmth in your "warm layers" is air. Air pockets make fantastic insulation. If you sit down, the weight of your body forces a lot of that air out and the cloth between you and the bench becomes much worse at insulating you, which is why the bench will get your butt long before the frosty air gets your covered arms.
Newbie outdoor hammock users sometimes make this mistake. Hammock people know that if you're camping somewhere with wind chill, you get a cover that insulates the OUTSIDE of the hammock. Everyone's got a story about the newbie who didn't want to waste money and decided to wrap themself in a really warm quilt only to freeze their arse off all night because there's no air in the quilt layers between them and the hammock so that wind chill cools the hammock and gets them from underneath.
#I knew it was the air in your warm layers and everything#but! idk I feel very strongly about the bench having hate in its heart and wanting you to suffer
That part is also true.
time sensitive question how flirt boy
thanks guys
PHRASE ADDED!
this entire post
COMBO!!! COMPLETE POST ADDED!
In my household we talk about "pathways in the brain" being like deer trails in the woods -- the more the deer walk along one route, the more their hooves wear down the grass until it's just a strip of bare dirt.
But if the deer start traveling a different way, the grass grows back.
But if the deer start
traveling a different
way, the grass grows back.
Beep boop! I look for accidental haiku posts. Sometimes I mess up.
Chat, is it considered “abusive roommate behavior” to release a raccoon into the living space after you have asked your roommate for months to please clean up their messes (they do not pay any of the mortgage)
For context, when I used to live alone I would do something called “Princess Time” where I would do an initial sweep (to remove any significant hazards) and then I would release a raccoon into the living area and clean. This helped because I would 1) feel like a princess and 2) the raccoon would bring attention to things my ADHD brain had decided to ignore and I’d quickly clean that stuff up.
So like, if I’m expected to clean the house now, I will be doing it in the way that is most effective for me. And anything that has not been cleaned up after months of having sit-down talks and sending reminders and being promised things will change, might be deemed “trash” by the trash panda and thrown away.
We haven’t done since we moved into the house, because I didn’t want to cause my roommate or their cats destress or have their things destroyed by a raccoon
I am a raccoon biologist and one of the few people in the state allowed to take in captive bred raccoons that had been possessed illegally. The raccoon in the photos is Moonshine, but she is currently at the animal sanctuary where I work as I had been quarantining multiple new intakes from an abuse case. I still have two males (Rum Tum Tugger and Electra) left in my home enclosure as we are getting them neutered and then hopefully sending them to an AZA accredited zoo.
I wanna make things very clear that underneath all the whimsy, I am a trained professional.
I mean this in the nicest possible way but you're the sort of person that can normally be found only on reddit
We need more images like these i think
Fuck it
Correct
My father and I play this… game… in which we both pretend to be attempting to assassinate each other. When we serve the other food or drink, we’ll adopt the most suspicious mannerisms and wording possible, as though the food were secretly poisoned and we are eagerly waiting for them to eat it and die.
The other player pretends that they know their food is poisoned, but must feign ignorance and try to come up with subtle excuses not to eat/drink it without seeming rude or directly confronting the other about the attempted kinslaying.
Wholesome family bonding.
Last night my father brought me “a nice tall glass of ice water” and stood there watching me closely as I sipped it. I pretended to swallow, at which point he threw his head back and laughed maniacally.
While he was laughing, I spit the entire mouthful of water that I’d been holding in my mouth onto his shirt, patted my chest, and said, “Oh, dear, Father; I’m afraid this water was just too cold. I need to let it warm up. Why don’t I make us some… tea.”
Another thing we do is imply that we have set lethal traps for each other.
“Goodnight Father,” I’ll tell him (because Father with a capital F is the most sinister and threatening thing you can call your dad). “I hope you sleep well tonight. Very well. It would be a shame if something… disturbed you.“ In response, he’ll make an offhand remark about needing to Google the upper age limit for sudden infant death syndrome, or he’ll bring up my “inheritance” and the possibility that he might have worthy bastard children somewhere.
My mother does not like our game.
ok like kakapo are great and all, i love them dont get me wrong but takahē are by far the best endangered new zealand bird and quite possibly THE Best Bird?
you cant really get any better than this. criminally underrated
Even better, we thought it was extinct for 50 years, and then we just found a whole bunch in a meadow. We lost a bright purple flightless bird the size of a large chicken for 50 years.
This is not a picture of a Kākāpō. This is a picture of a flightless takahē.
Stop spreading misinformation!
can you read
It is incredibly important to train yourself to have your first instinct be to look something up.
Don't know how to do something? Look it up.
See a piece of news mentioned on social media? Look it up.
Not sure if something is making it to the broader public consciousness, either because you don't see it much or you see people saying nobody is talking about it? Look it up.
Don't know what a word means? Look it up.
It will make you a better reader and a better writer, but it will also just make you more equipped to cope with the world.
So often, I see people talking about something as though it is the first time anyone has ever acknowledged it, when I've been reading reports about it on the news for months or years. Or I see someone totally misinterpreting an argument because they clearly don't know what a word means--or, on the other hand, making an argument that doesn't make sense because they aren't using words the right way.
Look things up! Check the news (the real news, not random people on social media)! Do your research! You (and the world) will be better for it.
Yes!
You have the whole internet in your pocket!!
When I was a kid, we had an encyclopedia in the house. And it was a normal dinnertime occurance to say, well, let's look it up.
But it was frustrating, because there were so many limitations.
But you have! the whole! INTERNET! in your pocket! ALL the TIME!
look that shit up
Look up ALL the things. 👍
A young girl lying on a statue of a blacksmith, Bismarck National Monument, Berlin, 1961 - by Floris M. Neusüss (1937 - 2020), German
'was the grink there?' energy
People these days just posting inside jokes inside the whole damn internet
i think as adults it’s our responsibility to be nice to kids and treat them with the respect we wish we got at that age and im not kidding or exaggerating in the least
me, unloading a fitted sheet from the dryer: *squinting* what's that you've got in your mouth
fitted sheet: nothing :)))))))
me, prying open its twisted jaws: na-ah!!! give it to me RIGHT now!!
fitted sheet: *resentfully spits out a wad of 3 very damp dishtowels, a pillowcase, and a pathetically sodden washcloth*
