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Three’s a crowd!
lmfao this copy of treasure island has reading comprehension questions at the end
‘how do you feel about silver’ greatest thread in the history of forums, locked by a moderator after 12,239 pages of debate
”what makes you like and distrust him at the same time? Do you know anyone who can manipulate people like Silver does?”
Excellent example of reading comprehension and literary analysis being applicable as a real world skill tbh
Jake Paul got his jaw broken, happy holidays everyone 😌🩵
Andrew Tate got his shit rocked, too!!! 🎉🥳🎊
Red Herring - ever shifting to capture a room's attention, but always fish °‧ 𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 ·。
I remember one time I got INSANELY high off of edibles while playing Among Us, and it quickly became apparent to the other players online. I forget how honestly but literally anything "sus" I did was ignored by everyone because I was so fucking high. I tested this theory by standing in front of a body and the person that actually reported it didn't even mention me. The funniest part was when I was trying to do wires, I kept fucking up over and over again, so I was just standing in front of wires for actual minutes trying to figure it out. A small crowd of players gathered around me to watch and would get mad every time someone reported a body or emergency meeting because "she's never going to get her tasks done if you keep interrupting them." I don't think anyone cared about winning at that point, they just wanted to see the high crew mate succeed in her tasks.
Major human pastimes:
frying dough
classifying things and then arguing about the classifications
You're not friends. You'll never be friends. You'll be in love 'til it kills you both. You'll fight, and you'll shag, and you'll hate each other until it makes you quiver, but you'll never be friends.
BUFFY THE VAMPIRE SLAYER
3.08 | Lovers Walk
It is what it is but like. Can it be something else
Mickey Mouse awaiting his fate in the Disney Imagination Lounge (he and his costume would take up three seats, and he is not worth three people)
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Perhaps the world of 2044 will be as different from ours as 1979 now seems from our present time. But let us also echo this wish into the future— may they have peace and happiness.
Frank Frazetta, 1970
I love Steel in the same way I love Caramelinda. Morally ambiguous mothers played by Brennan Lee Mulligan who think they are doing the right thing but are actually on the wrong side of the battle…. yeah
we've been living in this apartment for two months now, and while we've observed most of our new neighbours (my slavic Windowsill Watcher Grandmother gene already activated), I don't think they had the chance to see us often enough to recognise us yet.
I do know, however, from my observations, that the tiny funny dog upstairs is called Gucio. I've passed him once or twice during his walk and heard his owners use the name - and, while both the dog and his owners are oblivious to our existence, Gucio became an apt topic of discussion in our house. you know, we hear barking, ha, that's Gucio, he must be home alone again! or there's a stick left by the building door, that must have been brought by Gucio and he was forced to abandon it before entering! a household name, really.
yesterday as I was leaving to go to the store, walking down the narrow staircase, there he is! tiny funny looking dog, slightly startled by me suddenly appearing on the floor he just reached on his tiny funny looking legs.
"good morning Gucio!" I say joyfully, the most natural thing in the world.
well. remember that Gucio doesn't really know me. so he looks at me in the most flabbergasted way a dog can look at a person. he is positively aghast. agog! not sure how aware dogs are of their own names but he seemed genuinely puzzled at the apparent stretch of social convention.
and as I try to contain my laughter, I see his owner standing on the stairs below. the woman is sort of awkwardly frozen, speechless, and she looks at me.
"you... know each other?" she asks.
is that not the funniest way to phrase it. is this not the funniest question she could have asked. ma'am do you know my dog? you went to school together perhaps? you've met? do tell, are you old friends? maybe you worked together? you know each other, my dog and you? this dog? you know him? he knows you? he never mentioned you I'm afraid