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It’s been a long week
I watched Endgame in theatres for the experience.
Now I need to watch Endgame at home in the comfort of my own bed alone for the crying.
Thanos destroyed an entire race for a gauntlet that Tony Stark could make in his basement while a build-a-bear rabbit mocked him from the sidelines.
Think about that.
Me: “Should I spend my paycheck on all these books??”
Family/Friends/Brain: “No.”
Me:
I am the first world poor. Which means I own a laptop and a smartphone so I can go online and check I have no money in the bank.
When you introduce two different groups of friends to each other, it’s like your own life’s crossover episode.
being in ur 20s like..
IM LAUGIHNG HARDER THAN EVER RIGHT THIS SECOND
Reblogging this again because Chris just made me realize that sheep are so stupid that I can’t even think like them:
These sheep? They are actually running away from the car.
They are so stupid that they’re following each other in a circle around the thing they are running from.
SHEEPNADO
when your group cohesion is set higher than your flee response distance.
This is actually called a sheep cyclone and it happens because sheep don’t have a hierarchy. In most herds, whichever animal is the leader will sense danger and take off running. The rest of the herd takes it’s cues from the leader and follows. Sheep, on the other hand, don’t have a leader. If the flock runs, they run, and they follow whatever fluffy tail happens to be in front of them. Usually, this works out fine for the sheep. Occasionally, however, the sheep in the front starts following the fluffy tail of the sheep in the back so the whole flock ends up running in circles, going nowhere fast.
sheeps are morons lmao
is this what the doggos are for
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This is, to my understanding, excactly WHY we have both herding and livestock guardian dogs. Sheep are… really amazingly dumb most of the time.
Then, once in a while, you get one sheep that’s Entirely Too Cunning and that’s when all hell breaks loose.
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Need gift suggestions for my boyfriend. It's our 1 year and I am clueless.
I got mine this last year and he loved it! It basically shows the alignment of the stars on any important date
it’s called under lucky stars
Wait STOP!! I need one for my parents anniversary
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If you ever feel like you must be the most unobservant person in the world, remember: I once spent half a year failing to notice that my new favourite restaurant was a money-laundering front for the Ukrainian mafia.
(I didn’t think anything of it at the time, but in retrospect, the fact that it was always dead no matter the time of day - I think the busiest I ever saw it was five people, myself included - well, that should have been a tipoff. Also, the waitstaff kept calling me “Mr. Prokopetz”, which I had assumed was just part of the restaurant’s gimmick, but given that “Prokopetz” is a Ukrainian surname, I’m now force to wonder whether they’d thought I was, you know, in the business. I just liked the pierogi!)
What I need to know is how on earth did OP finally realize his favorite restaurant was a money-laundering front for the mafia.
I’d like to say I put together the clues, but in reality, I just showed up one day to find that the place had been indefinitely shut down, and later learned it was because the managers had all been arrested.
What I really want to know is how good the food was?
Excellent, if your tastes run to the “heavy cream and too much garlic” end of the spectrum.
Every crime front I’ve ever eaten at has had completely amazing food, honestly. I am pretty convinced that if you want to open a front, you don’t choose “restaurant” as your front-business unless you have a relative who loves to cook.
It tickles me that this is evidently a sufficiently common experience that people find it relatable. (Seriously, check the notes!) We should write reviews or something.
did I just read the line “every crime front I’ve ever eaten at” with my own two eyes
Look, I went to college and lived my early adulthood in a town whose entire thing was import/export, and we had a lot of restaurants that were suspiciously empty except when they were closed and filled with very serious men in nice clothes.
They were usually run by someone who was about the right age to be some adult’s parents or grandparents, and in the case of the two Korean restaurants matching this description, they didn’t speak English. Universally though, they were very pleased to see customers, very proud of their cooking, and very very interested in keeping us far away from the aforementioned serious men in nice clothes. And despite having huge dining rooms and never having more than a couple customers, they never went out of business.
Also, because I am very, very stupid and sometimes don’t think before I talk, I once said loudly, over the phone, while sitting in one of these places, “Hey! Yeah if you want to meet us, we’re eating at [place]. You know…[place]? You totally know it. The Front, on Warwick st!”
The looks I got from every single employee were amazing and then I left.
We had a corner store/deli-place near our apartment in college. Everyone knew they were in on something and no one cared because they looked out for their customers and their neighborhood as a whole.
They started stocking my favorites because I mentioned them within hearing range once, would tell their “vendors” to move out of the way if we stopped in. I walked a different route home and got harassed one night and they asked after me. When they found out what happened, they declared “Consider it taken care of, you should never be afraid around here.” Never happened again.
Everyone needs their friendly neighborhood crime lord.
This is both my favorite and makes me fondly remember home. Less of the eateries, more of the mysterious retail joints that never seem to close despite no one ever buying anything, though. Well. Aside from the juice bar. Didnt last, though.