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Anyway the best m/f friendship dynamic is and always will be
Pure of heart, dumb of ass
Lesbian
None Pizza with Left Beef is 10 years old today.
happy birthday to a decade-old meme.
happy 12th birthday none pizza with left beef
NONE PIZZA WITH LEFT BEEF…..A LEGEND…..
oh, the girls of moonlight, with their witchcraft books, dark hair and black dresses, sitting outside in a full moon just to watch their queen rise, on her full glory. they have notebooks full of drawings of the creatures of the shadows, and they protect them with spells casted under the night sky.
oh, the girls of sunrise, whispering softly in your ear as you wake up, with they sleep-drunk smiles. their blond hair and pink lips lighted by the delicate sunl of the first hours of the day, the smell of fresh coffee and bread in their kitchen, and all of the calmness of the dawn are in their souls.
oh, the girls of noon, eating in fancy restaurants in lunch time, waiting to go back to work as they look through the window, thinking about the electricity and tiredness of the city. they have a nude lipstick on while reading a science book, and their jazz are louder as the sun shines brighter, peaked on the sky.
oh, the girls of the sunset, with their kind yet angry eyes, watching the pink and orange color the world. they write poems about non-lived romances and wishes for the day they will be real. old indie plays on their cellphones as the sun goes down, and the golden of the world lift up their souls like god lifts up humanity.
hey it’s october so i just thought i’d let you guys know i’ll never post jump scares and am extremely anti-screamer or anything else along those lines. i hope you’re all ok and stay safe this month
feel free to rb this as much as you want! just because it’s tagged with “personal” doesn’t mean you shouldn’t tell your followers this too. let people know you have a safe blog!
Put a pancake on a girl’s head when she’s asleep to keep her warm and safe.
that’s just a regular platypus???
PERRY THE PLATYPUS ?!?!
take your carriage very slowly by your rival’s home, that she might see your latest hat
Eat your heart Catherine, you toad-eating hag.
Elizabeth, you must surely be aware that I am unable to view the roads from my apartments due to the vastness of my estate…
Oh, please do forgive my mistake, Catherine, I had only assumed you could see from that ostentatiously high pedestal atop of which you have placed yourself
i love you, you funky little sheep
hnnnngh….. eg g
have y’all ever had communion bread that was just so….nasty? like i know we have to suffer as christians, but do we really need to have whole wheat bread as the body of christ?
my old church used hawaiian bread. my standards are high
Some old housemates of mine were Syrian Orthodox. At their church different members of the church took turns baking the bread that would be consecrated for the Eucharist. This was all well and good until one woman baked raisin bread. This led to the memorable occasion of a rather flustered priest, who had not seen the bread until that moment, declaring, “This - except for the raisins - is the Body of Christ.”
EXCEPT FOR THE RAISINS omg
Raisins are just dried grapes though, and wine is his blood so really its like a two in one shampoo & conditioner except with jesus
like a two in one shampoo & conditioner except with jesus
Honey I hate to break this to you but if blood-as-wine is inside the body-as-bread then that’s just a regular ass human body
He has RISEN
Roses are red, that much is true, but violets are purple, not fucking blue.
I have been waiting for this post all my life.
They are indeed purple, But one thing you’ve missed: The concept of “purple” Didn’t always exist.
Some cultures lack names For a color, you see. Hence good old Homer And his “wine-dark sea.”
A usage so quaint, A phrasing so old, For verses of romance Is sheer fucking gold.
So roses are red. Violets once were called blue. I’m hugely pedantic But what else is new?
My friend you’re not wrong About Homer’s wine-ey sea! Colours are a matter Of cultural contingency;
Words are in flux And meanings they drift But the word purple You’ve given short shrift.
The concept of purple, My friends, is old And refers to a pigment once precious as gold.
By crushing up molluscs From the wine-dark sea You make a dye: Imperial decree
Meant that in Rome, to wear purpura was a privilege reserved
For only the emperor!
The word ‘purple’, for clothes so fancy, Entered English By the ninth century
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Why then are voilets Not purple in song? The dye from this mollusc, known for so long
Is almost magenta; More red than blue. The concept of purple is old, and yet new.
The dye is red, So this might be true: Roses are purple And violets are blue
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While this song makes me merry, Tyrian purple dyes many a hue From magenta to berry And a true purple too.
But fun as it is to watch this poetic race The answer is staring you right in the face: Roses are red and violets are blue Because nothing fucking rhymes with purple.
Hirple - To limp or walk awkwardly
Cirple - An old Scots word for the hindquarters of a horse
“Roses are red, violets are purple,
My boner for you has caused me to hirple.”
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My, how romantic!
DYING. I AM DYING.
Calling theshitpostcalligrapher! We need @theshitpostcalligrapher
@kiranovember u better buy this as a commission lmao
This post has evolved.
I am 100 percent all for every part of this thread. I have laughed loudly and long. Thank you, thou glorious purple-hirple rhyme.
The view of your cirple,
Has turned my boner purple,
And try as I may,
I can’t help but hirple…
reading this post is what it would be like to be in a dnd party composed entirely of bards
Lilo and Stitch except Stitch is voiced by Dio Brando
HR: if they work 40 hours a week u have to give them benefits
Big company: hmm okay. They shall work 39
HR: if they work 8 hours u have to give them a half hour lunch and intermittent breaks
company: 7 hours and 50 minutes, it is
the law: if theyre employees you have to pay for benefits
company: lets staff through a temp service and wait so long to hire them in they quit out of frustration
the law: You must pay them this and no less.
company: I shall pay them that and no more.
The law: you have to pay your employees
Company: then we’ll replace them all with interns
The law: you gotta increase wages
Company: we’ll cut hours
the law: you have to give raises
company: mayhaps they would enjoy an extra five cents
the law: employees have rights
company: around here we call them “independent contractors”
I swear EVERY SINGLE ONE of my employers has been at LEAST two of these at once.
Me, banging pots and pans together: UNIONIZE
UNITED WE BARGAIN, DIVIDED WE BEG.
CEO’s are scum.
my possible career choices: cloud flower