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idk how people whistle loud as fuck with their fingers in their mouth because my whistle is little + frail + delicate and every time i try to exploratorily figure it out myself i fail and just end up looking like i'm giving somebody the worst most amelia bedelia type hand blowjob of their life

storyweavingspider

“like i'm giving somebody the worst most amelia bedelia type hand blowjob of their life” what does this mean?

sapphling

hand blowjob: oral sex performed on the fingers, as elicited by my two fingers in my mouth as i attempt to initiate a whistle

amelia bedelia type: attempting to blow on the fingers to initiate a whistle elicits the image of somebody who thinks a "blowjob" involves physically blowing on the body part(s) of the recipient, which i believe would occur if you were to receive oral sex from amelia bedelia

worst: i am aware of my shortcomings

verysadpaper

This is what I imagine trying to have a conversation with Spamton is like.

albertnatural

squidwsrd really put in this gay ass outfit just to eat his soufflé. okay work.

albertnatural

kept his pussy out too.

toskarinfr

was reminded that blond people are not real and were made up for elden ring the other day. what a relief

toskarinfr

there has always been an element of horror to souls games but sometimes fiction goes a little too far

mysticalcoffeequeen

When you thought it would be easy peasy lemon squeezy but it turns out to be difficult difficult lemon difficult.

switchnx

Wait that’s actually really good, gonna pop this out of the tags

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mimosa-sex-tea-people-contrsf

Not the citrus scale I was looking for but I like it

cikero

tried to take a picture of a firefly that landed on my hand but it flew away

cikero

#MYNOTHING

marshmarlowee

What’s the difference between fatigue and being tired?

My heart is racing and I’m breathing heavy after walking up or down a single flight of stairs.

Eating a meal is tiring.

I can sleep 10-12 hours and wake up and feel okay for about 30 minutes, maybe an hour, and then I’m exhausted again.

Mentally stimulating tasks are difficult, I can’t focus on reading.

Showering is so hard. I stand in the water and space out because it’s hard to lift my body parts to clean them properly. I need to lie down or sleep after showering because it is the most physical strain I will have in a day.

Other chronically ill and disabled people are invited to add their own examples. I’m so drained and I have to vent these feelings, it might as well be in a way that could potentially be useful for other people.

sylphian-utdr

is this intelligible

i-am-a-fish

"enjoy it while it lasts" (undercuts itself, needlessly doomerish, foreboding)

"enjoy it!" (straight to the point, actually encourages enjoying it)

i-am-a-fish

"enjoy last it'll it" (what)

sevicia

I agree with this for sure

herpsandbirds

Panama’s golden frogs beat extinction

The amphibians are returning to the wild 17 years after a deadly fungus nearly wiped them out.

It’s been 17 years since the bright yellow Panamanian golden frog (Atelopus zeteki) hopped through its native habitat. But after nearly two decades of hard work, conservationists are finally reintroducing a new generation of the tiny fluorescent amphibians back into the tropical island’s ecosystem. It wasn’t that long ago that golden frogs were staring down almost certain extinction. The saga began in the late 1980s, when an invasive fungus called Batrachochytrium dendrobatidis (Bd) arrived in lower Central America. Soon, Bd spores spread throughout Panama. The fungal spores had no difficulty traveling through water—and because golden frogs only live close to streams, they soon encountered the fungus themselves...

Read more: https://www.popsci.com/environment/golden-frogs-beat-extinction-panama/

spaceybread

butch-king-frankenstein

@terreurs :)

terreurs

ooh thank god

jewish-joy

Last year, I befriended a Catholic seminarian. We've gotten to be pretty decent friends. Seeing as he was staying in town for the summer and I wasn't, I entrusted him with caring for my plant.

He did a wonderful job, but as he was returning my plant to my custody, he explained "I watered her every other day, I gave her new dirt, moved her into the sunshine, prayed the rosary-"

"What?"

He looked at me, confused. "Isn't she a plant you pray with?"

"No," I said slowly. "She's a prayer plant. That's the... colloquial name of the plant."

Upon seeing his stricken face, I realized something went wrong. Turns out, this entire time, he's been including my plant in on his prayers and leaving her near icons.

Listen, totally cool. My plant becoming Catholic is a great deal for her not dying over the summer. But now I must navigate this interfaith household. Keep me in your thoughts.