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@malo-the-ghost
lmao homeboy STRUGGLED
Idk who he is but I love him
This feels like a cartoon
This is literally what itās like to own a rabbit tho
This part got me so bad i had to gif it
the muffled radio in the background and the person taking the video JUST COMPLETELY LOSING IT really make this
this is what 5 million years of evolving specifically to evade predators looks like
Context: A Portland Fred Meyer lost power for many hours due to bad weather and decided they had to throw out a shit ton of perishable but package sealed food. An employee tipped off local activists who showed up to retrieve and distribute this perfectly good food to people in need. Then cops showed up an guarded a literal dumpster with guns because that food Fred Meyer decided was garbage was theirĀ āproperty.ā
ACAB and fuck Fred Meyer too for calling the cops and for trying to fire the employee who tipped off activists.
good luggage goes in the fun bubble
When I was in college, my Stage Craft teacher showed us this.Ā Basically the machine heats up a sheet of plastic, and once itās malleable enough itāll be blown up to make room for whatever you want to imprint in the plastic.Ā Once itās in place, the air reverses and the plastic vacuum-sucks all around the object. Ā
He demonstrated it on a baby doll and it was like a baby had been frozen in carbonite.Ā I got to take it home and I still have frozen-carbonite-baby to this day (his name is Franklin XD)
The baby has been posted here
Watch: Itās your right to share your salary, not doing so could be holding you back.
At my last company, one day someone in accounting approached me at lunch and quietly told me I need to ask for a raise because I was way underpaid.
They gave me a number to shoot for. Ā It was about twice than what I had been making at the time.
So I went online, did some research, found some figures backing up my claim, put it all together and went to my boss.
I got what I asked for.
If it hadnāt been for that person in accounting telling me I was way underpaid, Iād have never known. Ā I went from barely scraping by to being able to have a savings account and getting all my debts paid thanks to them.
You should at least check sites like salary.comĀ to start the process of seeing what you should be making.
Because this is crucially important
Except for the fact that 90% of the time you are under contract not to talk about your salary otherwise the company can sue you. Every job Iāve had Iāve had to sign that I wonāt discuss my pay with other employees otherwise my employment is terminated and the company will take legal action.Ā
Itās actually illegal for companies to forbid wage discussion, theyāre just counting on you not knowing your rights.
Important
Fuck.
If you scrolled right past this - GO THE FUCK BACK UP - this is a huge PSA
jfc Iāll be having some words with some folks
This was the best scene in the whole series
Scenes like this are great, because they go into religious horror without making the entire faith evil. Having a demon plainly state that the bishop is an arsehole and deserves hell is always a good plot, especially when the demon IS correct.
Of all the directions I thought this comic was heading, this wasnāt it.
Nothing you can say can convince me that Data did not later take Spot to the holodeck and programmed the computer to create a field with long grass and plenty of mice.Ā He watched his kitty have the time of her life hunting holographic mice.Ā He was perplexed by the evolutionary significance of the pre-pounce butt wiggle and wrote terrible poetry about it.Ā Upon his next poetry reading, Troi cried trying not to laugh and Data was pleased his poetry had finally elicited an emotional reaction.
Well this is canon now.
Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā S07E04 āTake Me Out to the Holosuiteā
#a reminder that worf was raised on earthā¦ this is not because he is klingon. it is because he is russianĀ (via princessnijireiki)
Black cats are lucky. (viaĀ leahweissmuller)
MAN [IN THICK ACCENT]: Black cat bring good luck.Ā Not bad luck.Ā I have black cat - See, him face - And I am not dead today: Good luck!
āSee him faceā
I sure fucking do see him face
Him face
Reblog him face for good luck in 2021
best moments in gaming journalism
journalist gets real yakuza members to play yakuza 3 and asks for their opinions on its authenticity
thatās it
highlights:
āWhatās with all the fucking gaijin in this area?ā āDude, donāt say that, use gaikokujin, itās nicer.ā āOh, shit, right. Whatās with all the fucking gaikokujin in this area?ā
āThe breaded pork cutlet bento box is like mega power. More than ramen. Thatās accurate.ā
all of them start dragging kiryu for his shitty cheap shirt for five minutes
āShooting people sends a message.ā āSo does shooting anything.ā
(after being told that massage parlors, mahjong, and hostess clubs were cut from the US version) āI feel sorry for the people who bought the American version. SEGA USA sucks.ā
S: I donāt know any ex-yakuza running orphanages. K: There was one a few years ago. A good guy. M: You sure it wasnāt just a tax shelter? K: Sure it was a tax shelter but he ran it like a legitimate thing. You know.
āAuthorās note: A heated discussion takes place as to whether the game is stereotyping the yakuza, which is resolved when Midoriyama, a now-retired former mid-level faction boss, points out that the stereotypes about the yakuza are more or less correct, with the exception of their alleged prowess in martial arts.ā
iāve seen these quotes a hundred times but never the full article ā 200k notes and iāve never seen someone mention the guy saying āthey should let kiryu smoke methā
lil matt damon SNAPPED
He looks exactly like Matt Damon
the finger points šš
Him and this gif have the same energy
He dragged him for not listening lmao
The guy in the corner has the face of a man who has witnessed a murder and is absolutely loving it
have yāall seen that nasa pic of the earth with the sun behind it on the night time side it really really fucked me up my own soul became solid and likeā¦ā¦ā¦ā¦.. weeped!
who wouldnāt see this and then look deeply into their own emotional playing field to see what improvements could be made purely inspired by the vulnerable earth. this is the face of all literal gods
Thatās actually called the Overview Effect- something experienced by some astronauts that makes them see thatĀ āfrom space, national boundaries vanish, the conflicts that divide people become less important, and the need to create a planetary society with the united will to protect this āpale blue dotā becomes both obvious and imperativeā.
his eyes say it all and it really really makes the video from an 8/10 to a full tenouttaten
where is all the leonardo dicaprio
Sokka, Suki, and Toph watching Aang energybend Ozai from the airship.
@otterbenderā i YELLED
My mom and the state troopers...
So there are actually a lot of crazy stories from when my mom worked as a waitress in a country diner. She worked the graveyard shift, which meant she dealt with a lot of truck drivers passing through, and drunks coming in after the bars closed.
Now, these stories take place when she was in her late 20s into her early 30s. She is 5'5", it's before she had kids (maybe she had my oldest brother) so she was thin, fit, and quite attractive. Interesting fact, she has worn bifocals since she was in grade school. Anyway, all this is to say that she, visually, was not much of a threat.
Despite this, all the drunks and truck drivers loved her and she kept them in line cause they were also a little afraid of her.
The diner was the only thing open late at night, so if you were out and about after midnight, you ended up at the diner. This included the state troopers. She knew all their names and breakfast orders and how they liked their coffee. She was very, very good at her job.
Story 1:
My mom was working when a group of teenagers came in. They were messing around after they finished eating and started pouring syrup all over the table and opening the sugar and sweetener packets, dumping ketchup... you know generally making a mess.
My mother grabbed a couple rags and napkins, put them on the table in front of the teens, and calmly said "you will clean all of this up before you leave."
The teens, as you can imagine, did not take her seriously. They started laughing and gathering themselves up to leave.
One of the state troopers was at the counter drinking coffee. He got up and went to "help" my mother. The state trooper was 6'9". My mom said he had to duck to get through doorways.
So here comes this giant of a man and he starts to say "is there a problem here?"
But, before he finishes, my mother smacks him with her order pad. Now, this is old style order pad, think more like a smaller clipboard with a brick of paper attacked. There is an audible noise as she connects.
State trooper shuts up.
My mother: did I ask for your help?
State trooper: no ma'am.
My mother: do I look like I need your help?
ST: ...no ma'am. I just thought-
My mother: when I need your help, I will let you know.
ST: yes ma'am.
My mother: now go sit down and I will decide if you get breakfast today. I'm done with you.
ST: yes ma'am. Sorry ma'am
The state trooper, giant that he was, sheepishly returned to the counter and contemplated his life choices as he stared into his coffee cup.
The teenagers looked back and forth between my mother and the fully retreated trooper in complete shock.
My mother turned back to the teenagers, pointed at the rags and said "start cleaning. If these aren't enough I will get you some cleaner."
The kids all muttered "yes ma'am" and scrambled to start cleaning.
They cleaned up the mess and left a healthy tip. The state trooper avoided the diner for the next couple nights.
Story 2:
I mentioned my mom was really good at her job, right? Well, she got a lot of tips. A lot. As in, she might leave with $1,000 or more in cash stuffed into her apron for the drive home on an average night.
So, one night she had a migraine and left work a little early. She wadded up her tips in a roll in her apron and then rolled up her apron so it looked like she was just carrying it home to be washed and not like it held over a $1,000. It is maybe around 4-5 in the morning, the sun hasn't even started to come up, and she is driving on back country roads alone.
This is when she notices a car following her... its headlights are off.
My mom, understandably worried, makes an unnecessary turn to see of the car is really following her. The car follows and now she is definitely scared. She thinks someone might be following her home from the diner knowing she has cash (This is pre cell phones, remember). There are no street lights, so she can't see much of the car behind her, but she knows it is following her. She drives away from home and towards a place she know has street lights. She starts speeding to get away.
That's when the car's police lights come to life to pull her over.
My mother stops her car, gets out, and walks right up to the trooper's window. There are two of them in the car. A younger, newer one driving, the senior officer in the passenger seat. My mother knows both of them, by name. And the senior trooper is a regular at the diner.
My mother proceeds to shame the both of them right there on the side of the road.
"What the hell were you thinking, following me with your lights off? Do you know how scared I was? Did you think about what you were doing at all?"
The senior trooper muttered something along the lines of "I didnt recognize the car, and your shift doesn't end for-"
My mother had no time for his excuses, "I was going home early cause I had a migraine. These things happen. I don't care if you didn't recognize my car. You don't do that. You don't follow a woman like that. What is wrong with you?"
"You were speeding." The younger officer piped in. This was a mistake.
"A dark car, lights off, is following me down a dark country road in the middle of the night. Of course I started speeding. What is wrong with you?"
The senior trooper repeated under his breath "I didn't recognize the car."
My mom, who had no time for his bullshit, "I dont care if you didn't recognize my car, you had no business following anyone with your lights off like you did. Is this what you are teaching this boy. To stalk women at night? What is wrong with you?
The cops didnt have much of a defense for this. The younger repeated "you were speeding."
My mother glared at him before looking at the older one and saying "I will be going home now. I will be driving what ever speed I feel like, and I better not see either of you in the diner for at least a week."
She got back in her car and drove home. When two days later the two troopers came into the diner, she kicked them out. The younger trooper thought she was kidding, but the older one had a bit more common sense. She ended up banning them for two weeks, and in the first week she even banned other troopers from buying coffee to go for the shunned ones.
My mom is not to be messed with.
