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How the fuck do you run out of Truffula trees? They’re a renewable fucking resource, you fucking moron.
The Onceler isn’t bad because he’s cutting trees, he’s an idiot for not replanting them and dooming his own company.
He’s not even good at capitalism.
Iconic seafarer beards became a trend to scare away pesky mermaids.
Mermaid, seeing a bald pirate: Zero threat…! Mermaid, seeing a hairy, bearded pirate: If I get too close their face tentacles will eat me…!
Most mermaids only grow short beards as not to scare baby mermaids (longer beards look like the tentacled mouths of hungry squids and octopuses).
Pirates use this innate fear to their advantage to protect themselves from mermaids, hence the iconic beards and hat:
I like how this is presented as factual information
because it is
Iroh and zuko are both absolute softies for handmade gifts, sorry i don't make the rules
Five-year-old Zuko giving his favorite uncle all the drawings he piled up while Iroh was on the field. There’s about 20 very poorly drawn dragons and a handful of pictures of his favorite theater characters. Iroh absolutely cherishes the one Zuko drew of him firebending in his full general armor.
Seven-year-old Zuko presenting Iroh with his first attempt at a teacup from his pottery lessons. It’s lumpy and not too pretty, but there’s an engraving etched in the side that says ‘Best Uncle’.
Twelve-year-old Zuko with improved pottery skills giving Iroh another teacup that he can actually drink out of. He tries to make a teapot but it does not go well. At all. (Iroh loves it, but kind of prefers the unusable ‘Best Uncle’ one)
Fourteen-year-old Zuko scrambling because he barely knows what day it is but he does remember that Uncle’s birthday is coming up and there isn’t any way he can get him something because they're in the middle of the ocean. He knows Iroh gets unreasonably excited whenever napkins are folded into birds and decides that origami can’t be that hard, and it’s be best idea he has. It takes him way too much of the ship’s paper supply and way more attempts than he’d like to admit, but Zuko eventually makes a frogsquirrel and something that almost looks like a dragon if you squint. He doesn’t make a big thing out of it, he just places them on Iroh’s bed when he’s not around and leaves a ‘happy birthday Uncle’ note.
Sixteen-year-old Zuko wondering why Uncle wasn’t at the teashop today. He knows he isn’t sick and he wasn’t at their apartment that morning. Then he looks at the calendar and remembers that it’s Lu Ten’s birthday today. And he thinks that, no, he’s not the son Iroh deserves and there’s no way he can be anything close to what his cousin was, but he loves his Uncle and he can try to do something for him. They aren’t starving anymore, but it’s not like they have a ton of coin to spare and Zuko knows that. They need to save and as easy as it would be to just get his uncle a nice teapot or a new blend, that’s not what they can afford. But more importantly, Zuko knows it’s not what the situation demands. He goes to the market and sucks up his pride to ask the shopkeeper what he needs to make roast duck. He also sucks up his pride to ask one of the neighbors he doesn’t talk to usually how to prepare it. It’s his first attempt at cooking for real and it’s not great, and Zuko beats himself up a little for messing this up. Iroh comes home, still a bit fragile after his ceremony, and sees a slightly burnt roast duck sitting on the table. Zuko apologizes and says that since, well, it’s today and he knows he hasn’t been the easiest for Iroh, he wanted to do something and Zuko knows it’s not great and that he’s sorry for how it turned out. Iroh hugs Zuko for five minutes straight and eats it without a single complaint. Because the fact is that Zuko isn’t Lu Ten, but Iroh never wanted him to be. And no, Zuko hasn’t always been nice and he’s definitely been difficult, but Iroh wouldn’t change a thing. This is his kid, no matter what. And Iroh knows just how much Zuko loves and cares about him, even if he doesn’t always know how to say it.
environmental racism isn't a thing. God how can people be so stupid. Plants don't have fucking opinions.
I’m … legitimately blown away that you think environmental racism is about the marginalization of plants.
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from grammatical context I feel it is more likely anon was implying that environmental racism is when plants are bigoted, which if anything is funnier
Fun fact: Samoyeds were bred largely as sled dogs, but they were also used as warming dogs, meaning they would lay on their owners to keep them warm in harsh cold climates.
This means that if you hug a Samoyed, they are likely to just sit there and accept the snuggles.
No, but you don’t understand how much they love cuddles.
I fostered a Samoyed. She would BREAK OUT OF HER KENNEL just to lay on me. Every. Single. Night. I couldn’t escape the love cloud. Every time I would lie in my bed, BOOM. Love cloud! Here for cuddles! We had to REINFORCE her kennel just so that she wouldn’t break out. See, this warming dog was trying to cuddle with me in 90+ F (32+ C) degree weather. It was inescapable.
Summary: A cloud tried to suffocate me in nearly 100-degree (38) weather because it was in her nature.
This is the most adorable thing
the fact that anyone has to fucking explain this blows my mind
teach, child.
the receptionist was so scandalized when i told her my male cat was named daffodil. “but that’s a flower” she kept saying “why would you name a boy after a flower” like lady…..it’s a cat…..
like when i went in she went “and here’s little miss daffodil” and i corrected her with “actually, he’s a boy” and the woman just fucking short circuited. “you named a boy cat daffodil?” “yes.” “but that’s a girl’s name” like lady….it’s a flower
#cis people would gender noodles if they could#spaghetti is male#alfredo is male#angel hair pasta?#a beautiful lady (via fenrisprotector)
we opened at 11 this morning. i watched an old man literally pry the fucking sliding doors open at 10:43 and stand there just staring into the empty store and my coworker & i were like sir. for the love of fuck
I worked in a restaurant for while and a woman climbed past an A board sign, ignored the sign on a the door saying the opening times and trotted on in. When told we were not open she asked why the door was unlocked. My manager explained that it has to be unlocked when people are in the building to comply with fire regulations. Which lead to my favourite exchange with a customer: Woman: But there are no people in here. Manager: Madam. The staff count as people. Woman: That’s ridiculous. *Storms out*
“The staff count as people” has me dead
Sometimes I have an entire conversation with Ripley before stepping back and realizing how cool that is.
I arrive home late from a potluck and the house is dark. From the bottom of the stairs I say, "Hey Ripley, I'm back."
"Wanna come out," he answers, which is a pretty standard reply when I first get home. It's midnight, way past his bedtime, but he hasn't been out of his cage at all today because we're dog sitting my mom's very untrustworthy dog (with whom Ripley is unfortunately fascinated). So I say, "Sure."
As I walk into his room he lifts up a foot in a way I recognize as meaning "I'm ready to step onto your hand," so as I open his door I say, "Let's go in the kitchen." I offer him the chance to poop in the trash can, but he declines with a small clicking noise. I ask him if he would sit on a chair, but warn him that first I need to move Coat Shirt off of it (shirt is his catch-all word for clothing), and he makes a little "hm" of acknowledgment.
After he steps onto the back of the chair I say, "I've gotta go downstairs, can I leave you up here for a minute?"
"Okay," he answers as I leave the room.
Upon returning I say, "Thanks for waiting in here." It's taken years of practice for me to talk to Ripley like he's a person (he is), but now it's second nature. He gets insistent if I'm quiet for too long.
"Do want a carrot," Ripley says, leaning toward the fridge.
"I can get you a carrot." My usual reply when he asks for a healthy food. I hand him a baby carrot from the fridge.
He takes a couple bites and shakes the carrot around gingerly in his foot. "I like it."
"I'm glad. Can I touch you?" I reach out to pet his back but he gives me a subtle look: a twitch of his pupils and a fractional declination of his head that means "no thank you." Ignoring this is a serious offense.
"Okay, no touch. A kiss, then?" He leans toward me and squints: an invitation. As I lean back, he makes a trilling sound and smushes the top of his head against my face. "Thank you," I say.
After several more kisses I ask him what kind of bedtime treat he wants. "A peanut."
A lot of our conversation is verbal, sure, but a good deal of it is also nonverbal. Most parrots don't talk, but all of them communicate with their flock in very precise, intentional ways.
Okay, but THIS.
My therapist only recently understood that when I said, “I don’t know how to make this phone call or make this appointment.” I very literally meant I didn’t know what to do. I can dial the phone, but what do I say EXACTLY? What questions are going to be asked? What do I need to have on hand? What if they ask me something I don’t know the answer to?
I’m one of those people that needs very specific and detailed instructions if I’m doing something for the first time.
Be patient with people. We all have our struggles. Sometimes it can make all the difference in the world knowing someone can spare a few minutes to care about you and walk you through something that’s hard for you.
moms be like “call me if you need me” and then leave their phone on the other side of the house charging the entire day
An absolutely CRITICAL part of mermaid social etiquette is to ALWAYS swim around head height with other mermaids. This prevents both mermaids from harming each other via their tails, fins, and other appendages.
This etiquette is also intended to symbolize equality – regardless of whether you’re a coastal mermaid, a small freshwater mermaid, or a 50ft tall deep sea mermaid, everybody is deserving of equal stature.
OP: It’s for etiquette and safety for other mermaids!
Me: Hell yeah! :)
OP: Because all mermaids are equal.
Me, crying: H-hell,,, yeah,,,!!!! :,)
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Quebec was just completely deleted.
Quebec isn’t real.
What happened to Greenland?
god I love maps designed to piss off literally everyone
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Context: In 1977, Exxon researchers gave executives a definitive report that burning fossil fuels was causing climate change. Exxon went on to spend at least $30 million funding public skepticism about climate change and lobbying against federal action.
More than half of the world’s industrial carbon emissions have been produced since 1977. ExxonMobil’s 2018 earnings were $20.8 billion.
Click on the link and read the whole thing, the poem is gorgeous and quietly hopeful.
look how much hes grown!!!! my son
It’s like one of those pills you put in water and it turns into a sponge dinosaur
