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visitation by an angel (revisited)

and out of the darkness - you you you you you

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darkestbrook

wolfythewitch

Mr first officer

ur-favorite-fishgirl

sex is a distraction from your true purpose in life which is to go to the aquarium and look at the fish and go "wooooooaaah.... fishies". cmon guys we all need to lock in.

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#dont get distracted soldiers

magdahlia

— asra alnazar

the magician

(commissions open!)

its-funnytwittertweets

eternalgaylord

collecting tweets

eternalgaylord

#vessel alert

that's right

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#in case any of yall thought uou had an original thought or feeling ever #we are all weirdly anxious chimpanzees

ozempicofficial

teaboot

I’m not Christian, I don’t go to church anymore, and my pastor died, but when he was alive I’d sometimes go to his sermons and I remember one time he said “it feels good to hate, but we know that it isn’t allowed, so when we’re told that we’re allowed to hate someone we get so excited that we forget we’re supposed to love”, and if my humble atheist ass might borrow some church talk I’d like to perhaps submit that

teaboot

Anyhow sometimes on the day to day I feel disgust or revulsion and I have to ask myself “is this a danger to anyone at all or am I just looking for something I’m allowed to hate” and a solid 98/100 times it’s the latter so once again thank you pastor D

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Some more sweet bangers from Pastor D

Following the rules of the church are less important than following the attitudes Jesus exemplified [in a debate about if it would be okay to break traditional rules and give the leftover loaf of communion bread to a hungry and poor attendee]

Don’t get so caught up in observing ceremonies and following traditions that you forget why they started to begin with

The words you use aren’t as important as what you mean when you use them [new kid was somehow wildly confused about his name and started respectfully calling him Batman]

alicepallis

You might like the teaching story that I heard often from my dad -

Two monks from a strict order that prohibits even *looking* at a woman are on a pilgrimage

Along the way they have to cross a small river

A woman is also trying to cross but is clearly struggling to find a safe place to wade in

One monk decides to help and carries her through the water and sets her down on the other side where she goes off on her own to wherever it is she's going

After a while walking in grumpy silence the second monk breaks and starts berating the first for breaking his vows! And so casually! The first monk says "I picked her up, I put her down, *you* are still carrying her.

My dad liked the idea that the rule exists to teach you something - and if you learn it, you don't need the rule - and if you don't learn it, the rule is doing you no good

I like this one!

the signal catcher 📡

i stand by all of these #Proud

inbabylontheywept

there is a stripper pole in my attic. i saw it in a dumpster one day, and i went, shit, this is exactly the kind of thing my wife would want. and i didnt really want it in the house, what with it being a used stripper pole lightly seasoned with dumpster juice, but i mentally decided that if she were to see it and ask for it, i would say she could have it, and then sure enough, later that evening, she went soooo baaaaaaaabs there's this thing by the dumpster and i want it but i get it if you don't want it in the house but i have to show it to you- and i went, no you dont, you can have the pole, and that was the most surprised i have ever made her look. even compared to the day when i proposed to her, which she was prepared enough that we both knew she would say yes, and she could also get her hair done up and have a cute outfit, but not so prepared that she was not fucking flabbergasted by the 12 empty decoy ringboxes i sprung on her. i handed her so many decoy ring boxes that day. still one of the funniest things i've ever done to her.

anyway we like pacing around together and ranting in the attic but sometimes instead of pacing one of us will just hang on the pole and spin, and the other person will watch on the beanbag, which makes for these really goofy conversations where the person on the bag will say something that gets the other persons goat, such as, hypothetically, that xylophones do not belong in rock music, and then the other person will go on a tirade about this, but they'll actually only be facing the Hot Take Speaker half of the time, what because of the pole, so the response will sound something like

I can't believe

you would even suggest such

a stupid opinion. You've

been to a Danny Elfman

concert! How can you

have heard Oingo Boingo

live and say with a straight face

that they alone do not justify

rock and roll xylophones

and then that person will continue until they get too dizzy, then they'll get off the pole, and by unspoken agreement, the person on the bag will get up and trade places with them to deliver their rebuttal while also spinning and it just creates this sort of crazy strip-court lawyers debating absolute nonsense for no reason kind of vibe that frankly just really does it for us.

i don't really have any marriage advice for this i guess its just a look at what being married can look like. i thought that being married would involve a lot more stuff like carving the turkey, or barbecuing, or watching the sunset, and if id known how much time it would involve arguing for xylphones in rock music while spinning upside down i might have prepared for it a little differently.