My 11-month male cat lets my foster kittens nurse on him.
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Purrentification.
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My 11-month male cat lets my foster kittens nurse on him.
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im sorry these are the funniest tags ive ever seen
Purrentification.
I still won't forget when my wisdom tooth got infected and couldn't sleep bc the pain was so bad and I took like 4 of those those blue gel ibuprofens and I finally fell asleep for a couple hours and kept having dreams about beautiful glowing blue animals that help you and I kept waking up thinking the blue animals will help me and realizing wait what are blue animals they aren't real and immediately falling back asleep thinking about the blue animals again
My blue animals
hi op. fanart of my blue animals
I want to see the vampire who lives in this. I bet his name is Chad or Hunter.
And he's ready to crack open a boy with the cold ones.
The headstone definitely has a cup holder for a beer.
Even an orange cat is right sometimes.
To everyone pedantically asserting this is common sense and not prophecy, I beg you to consider that Jorts famously has NO common sense and thus could only have acquired this information via dodgeball.
who up perceiving and reacting to stimulus
I want to know the original context, but I *will* forget it again on purpose.
been reading cicero's rant about words being given obscene meanings and i don't think i've ever seen a latin sentence that made me burst into such immediate and violent laughter before
had a couple people be like "i have no idea what this means" so to clarify: the word penis in latin originally meant tail and only later got the sense of, uh. penis. so this is cicero complaining that nowadays all these hooligans are using the word "penis" for naughty purposes
An awful lot of clinical terminology is Latin euphemisms for something. "Vagina" in Latin means "sheathe." The actual word for vagina or vulva in Latin was "cunnus," which you might recognize from the English word "cunt." But the people writing the anatomy books were trying to be polite. This kind of thing is also why the proper term for "asshole" is "anus" ("ring") and not "culus" ("asshole").
Once you move away from that region of the body, however, you're much more likely to have organs called their actual names in Latin or Greek. Also, in English, you're more likely to have the Latin/Greek forms used only as adjectives and have the more common English name for the noun form (e.g. the liver but the hepatic artery, the kidney but renal disease).
Watching my toddler figure out how to language is fascinating. Yesterday we were stumped when he kept insisting there was a “Lego winner” behind his bookshelf - it turned out to be a little Lego trophy cup. Not knowing the word for “trophy”, he’d extrapolated a word for “thing you can win”. And then, just now, he held up his empty milk container and said, “Mummy? It’s not rubbish. It’s allowed to be a bottle.” - meaning, effectively, “I want this. Don’t throw it away.” But to an adult ear, there’s something quite lovely about “it’s allowed to be a bottle,” as if we’re acknowledging that the object is entitled to keep its title even in the absence of the original function.
Another good post to read for those writing small human characters.
My son was about three when he came to me in the middle of the day and said, “Mommy, there’s a knight behind the bush.” I thought he meant a toy knight or something. So I follow him outside and he goes, “Listen. Do you hear it? It’s night behind the bush.” It was a cricket. A cricket was standing in the little patch of shade under the bush, chirping. So, my son saw this dark area with accompanying nighttime sounds and decided, okay, well, that is a night right there. Their brains are incredible.
My little bean knows she’s two, constantly saying proudly ‘I’m two!’ And the other day she saw this very frail old lady who looked one foot in the grave, pulled a face and said ‘oh shiiiit. She’s three.’ I almost screamed.
I live in Korea and have a lot of international friends, and the same is true with language barriers in adults.
*Looking at a bowl of pears* “Can you please pass me the… apple’s friend?”
OH SHIT SHE’S THREE
the two year old bean is now 11, that’s how long this post has been going around, and I STILL bust out laughing like a maniac whenever I read ‘oh shiiiit. She’s three.’
Yeah, I’m not ready for foz’s kid to be a teen….
@elodieunderglass I’m going to hold your hand when I say this -
Meanwhile, via Bluesky...
And here is the resulting image. There is at least Someone in the U.K. government who is actually doing their job, and it is Chief Mouser to the Cabinet, Larry the Cat.
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He’s 19, which is a good age for a working cat!
I'm not fat, I'm poison resistant... I am also fat, but the poison dose is relative to body mass, and the first way of saying it is more pithy.
It has come to my attention that this is a rather alarming thing to say. I'm fine, I just thought it was funny and also true.
Adjusting doses to body mass for fat people is actually a complex discipline that requires more study than it has gotten so far.
It doesn't work the same for all substances: Alcohol tolerance mostly depends on lean mass, while recent research suggests that cancer patients receiving chemotherapy should get full weight-based doses regardless of body composition.
I'm so tolerant to THC that getting high is not even worth it on a cost benefit basis, financially speaking. It's been a long time since I properly tried to get more than tipsy so I don't know about my alcohol tolerance... I'm sick enough already that I don't want to put my body under unnecessary stress.
When it comes to prescribed medicine, yeah I'm on a lot of stuff at some pretty wild doses, if you shake me I might rattle. The only thing I get a bad side effect for is Rituximab, and that's literally chemotherapy (monoclonal antibody therapy) and I think it would be quite strange if that didn't make you feel ill.
Poison, medicine and fun resistance. I'm a triple threat.
Omg, I have the stat perks of a D&D Dwarf.
literally a cartoon bad guy
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You're not doing a very good job of cooking that chicken.
I checked, the book is real.
guy accidentally cures his own road rage by making fun of the person who caused his road rage
Guy: Yeah I’m, I’m just gonna put this out into the world: I need you to drive, like you got in your car on purpose. Drive like you’ve got somewhere to be, because I do, and I’m behind you! I don’t know how I always get stuck behind the person that’s like. *impression* “That cloud kinda looks like.....looks like a rabbit!” “I do believe....that meadow is full of daffodils!”
*cracking up* Okay, here’s the problem, is I was mad at that guy, and now that I’m doing an impression of him I kinda think he’s adorable and I like him. I like him now. It’s a very unique way to defuse my own road rage. I don’t know what kind of mental illness I have, but it’s fun.
I've been thinking about this video non-stop for months, but do you know what just occurred to me? This is actually a great example of mindfulness, expression, and self-modulation.
Instead of bottling it or lashing out, he took the time to stop in a quiet place to process an upsetting event. He validated his anger, and stated he felt his needs were going unmet. He then humanized the person who upset him, and considered their intentions. He then found perspective on the event and his own emotions. This then genuinely calmed him down.
Those are all therapy skills being used in real time! Which, like, I don't think people talk about enough. Part of the human experience is getting angry about stupid things. Feelings can't be permanently bottled or unleashed full force on the spot. You need to process it, and take the time to see the bigger picture.
You know what would be a good story? a fat girl vampire.
can you imagine?
“I’ve never seen you eat are you insecure” “no…”
“here let me lift that for you” “I got it, thanks” *uses inhuman strength to lift bags*
“I’ve never seen you go to the beach, do you have trouble shopping for a bathing suit” “haha… yeah”
“There’s no way that girl can catch me… she’s huge!” “Hello, dinner.” *running with super fast vampire speed*
“She can’t fit in here! I’m safe!” *turns into a gas and slips under the door*
“How come you never go out?” “Well, I never get invited to parties…”
“Come to the gym with me! We should lose weight” “Not in a thousand years.” (incidentally, that’s when she was last alive.)
“You need to go on a diet!” “I’ll start with you.” *literally eats that person*
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You know that Margaret Atwood quote talking about how a major effect of existing as a women in a patriarchal society that objectifies women is that when you are a woman, even when you're alone, you can't escape that self-peception from the view of the male gaze?
The one that ends, "You are a woman with a man inside watching a woman. You are your own voyeur."?
I really do think that pushing this concept precisely one degree further in the other direction would explain a LOT about how we ended up with this whole "Incel, looksmaxxing, manosphere" clusterfuck, I just need 20 minutes and an antidepressant to articulate how
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LEVEL 0: People exist
LEVEL 1: "Man" and "Woman" roles are constructed; posed as a strict binary with discrete and disparate traits and roles.
LEVEL 2: Man wields power; Woman relies on Man's approval. One role is perceived and valued as better, stronger, smarter. Requiring Man's approval, Woman cultivates inner "man" in order to see herself from Man's perspective as a tool to better anticipate Man's desires.
LEVEL 3: Man perceives Woman's "inner man"; Man perceives anticipatory and appealing behavior as deceptive and manipulative. The potential ability of Woman to manipulate and deceive Man places Women in a position of power above Man, which Man perceives as a threat. In response, Man cultivates "inner woman": a tool which he uses to perceive the "inner man" who Woman uses to predict and appeal to Man.
LEVEL 4: Man "sees" the caricature of "Man" further distorted by the caricature of his conceptualized "Woman" and feels threatened and inferior, but at the same time trapped by the binary which generates this power struggle. Inside of him is a deceptive and threatening "Woman" who he rejects; inside of HER is the Ultimate Man, who this image of Woman supposedly desires the approval of.
If Woman can predict Man, then Woman is an opponent who leverages power through engagement with Man. The only way for "Man" to escape the Threat that Woman poses is to cease engagement. He retains "victory" (escape from woman) by maintaining distance from Woman, and because explicitly admitting the possibility that Woman could ever hold power over Man is Losing, has no option but to tell himself that this is not Fear of Losing Control, but a natural consequence of Posessing Control.
Man rejects any but the most surface-level engagement with Woman, but because "Hiding From Woman" means "Woman Is Threat", and BELIEVING "Woman Is Threat" is unacceptable, Man attempts to cut Woman from the narrative.
LEVEL 5: Man, possessing the "inner woman"'s "inner man" but determined to escape the influence of "woman", mentally erases "Woman" but retains the caricature's caricature of "inner man", who is desirable to BE.
Man possesses exaggerated image of Man, who now exists solely as the Ultimate Desireable Form. In order to achieve this form, Man must constantly see through his eyes, but in order to remain safe in his position of power over Woman, he must erase any trace of evidence that he is DOING this for Woman.
Man must Be the Ultimate Man, because [redacted], who requires Man's Approval.
Having bought in to this dichotomy and fearing the terror and uncertainty of the unknown, unable to shake the foundations of the reality he must now experience, Man forces himself into choosing between floating without purpose or structure in a void where he has no control at all over his environment, or a world where he Cannot be afraid of Woman, he is Superior to Woman, and there is nothing more important that Being The Ultimate Man Receiving Approval from the Ultimate Man
terfs and radfems fuck clean off by the way, I'm a trans dude and you're both weird, but ANYHOW
My theory is this:
If we construct an environment where the rules are
"There are two parties that cannot survive without assistance from the other"
"One party dominates the other"
"Control is domination", and
"To be dominated threatens your survival",
it's pretty much inevitable that at some point we will end up with a significant population of the Dominant party whose psychological state is very much like a traumatized sailor who, after cannibalizing his crewmates for survival, cannot recognize bread as food and instead attempts to eat his rescuers
I would say “there’s more to me” but that’s actually a lot
You also make arts and crafts!