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Y'all forgetting the OG

The above post is not the OG.

The original, as seen below, was posted on Facebook by a guy in Cincinnati. Someone else saw it and thought they would have more luck propagating it if they changed the city to “Detroit,” because in the American popular consciousness, Detroit is a more infamously blighted city than Cincinnati. And indeed, that version was the one that proliferated, because it resonated more with the people who saw it. The original poster and the original city were forgotten.

Does this really matter to anyone (besides Joshua Cromwell)? Perhaps not. But sometimes people do this with things that are more important than porches…

tricerasox

someone stole our fucking meme! can’t have shit in Cincinnati

lake-erie

Frog and cranberries it must be fall.

oolongearlgrey

Frog and cranberries it must be fall.

lake-erie

Frog and cranberries it must be fall.

frogsandcranberriesitmustbefall

Frogs and cranberries it must be fall.

aromantic-goldfishdeactivated202

Hello?

frogandcranberriesitmustbefall

Frog and cranberries it must be fall.

vol-au-ventbaudelaire

25 years of ads peeled away

jpnostalgia

The day has come. This is the only day of the year you can post this

toshio

afeelgoodblog

The kid will cherish this for their whole life. If they remember it.

theroseandthebeast

hellodaekko

tragedies at baby time

xiv-drake

Okay, I looked it up and cats do this when they don’t want you to look at their babies. That honestly makes this comic funnier

emperorsfoot

“Come! Look at my babies! …NO MORE LOOK AT BABIES FOR YOU!”

catsoverloaded

Poor girl broke her favorite sitting basket.

kitten-cab00dle

I’m sorry but this is the funniest thing I have ever seen ever in my fucking life her PEETS are STICKING OUT

william-snekspeare

here is a sweet story for you all:

the first time I saw my grandmother after coming out and starting HRT she said “here he comes” as I stepped out of the car and then started jumping up and down saying “he! he!! I’m going to remember!!” I started to say hello and she goes “oh! your voice!! wait, let me hear you say something” I say “hi grandmother” and she smiles really big and says “oh… that is a miracle :-)”

the moral of the story is that sometimes coming out is awesome and my grandmother rules. happy pride ✨

william-snekspeare

My grandmother also got bored one time at thanksgiving and asked me if I wanted to go look for cool mushrooms with her in the woods so basically she just kicks ass

lemonsweet-moved

Girls who say "yeah yeah I hear ya" When the oven beeps to show its done preheating

theamiableanachronism

#if i do not treat the oven as a friend then it will not be kind to the things i bake in it #and we can't have that (via @forfutureglory )

lambsprout

“and the universe said…”

mundanesalad

Here’s a true story about studying for finals.

The culprit:

mundanesalad

I always get a little uptick in notes on this post during finals seasons.

thefuzzydave

drinkyourjuiceshelby

stupidbeecandle

I lived and worked in a lighthouse at a previous job. There was a thick line painted in a circle around the shack where the fog signal was kept. The line represented how close you could get to the fog signal without experiencing physical harm in the form of eardrums shattering or worse.

Even in the house it was LOUD. Probably the loudest thing I have ever experienced but at a normal, predictable interval. You would begin to time your sentences with little pauses with the rest of the lighthouse crew so you would talk like this while making your………..HORN…………. tea and then carry on talking because you knew when it would go off. It rattled the walls and the dishes in our cabinet.

At least one girl had died there. They kept photos of her everywhere “in honor of her sacrifice” because she had decided to take the winter watch alone and died in a storm where bounders the size of mini vans had been lifted out of the ocean and left scattered across the island, to say nothing of the ice chunks. People weren’t allowed to be alone on the watch after that.

One day a dead moose washed up on shore and it took my entire crew all day but we managed to rig up a line to hang it up to dry because we thought having a moose skeleton in the house would really spice the living room up a bit. It did. Weird shit happens when six of you are left alone, like ALONE ALONE, no cell reception, no wifi, just a radio to contact the real world and not a lot of reason to do that. People don’t go on lighthouse jobs if they want to stay connected, I’ve found.

That said Id do it all again, I really do treasure those days