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I was walking through the toy aisle at Target when I found this thing and had a VIOLENT AND IMMEDIATE FLASHBACK to when JP first came out and they had a bunch of REALLY COOL T Rex toys that I would have sold one of my scrawny small-child limbs for but my mother wouldn’t get me one because they were “too violent and also ate people” :(

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hnn I WANT IT SO BAD

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on closer inspection, it makes a lot of really obnoxious noises and is also Too Expensive. BUT FEAR NOT I found this slightly smaller dude wedged in the back!

IT HAS BITE ACTION, AND THAT’S THE ONLY THING THAT MATTERS

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now we enter the testing phase

yup. looks good.

bunjywunjy

Extreme Chompin T-Rex says IT’S NEVER TOO LATE TO FOLLOW YOUR DREAMS

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Can we take a moment to appreciate that we can use this as a rosetta stone to say “EXTREME CHOMPIN’ “ in four languages?

bunjywunjy

OH SHIT YOU’RE RIGHT, let me check the garbage to see if it’s still there! hopefully I didn’t destroy it in my excitement

bunjywunjy

*roar sound effect*

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IMPORTANT UPDATE:

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update update: I re-sized her collar and found a bag of toy bones at the craft store. I haven’t put this much effort into a non-school thing since my last job search, help

(secret bonus: the other side of her tag)

crochetninja

There’s more!

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I love.

bunjywunjy

I saw that people are reblogging the thread again, so I thought I’d give you all an update on how Wexter is doing!

(just fine)

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Wexter And The Case Of Her Continuing Marvelously Naughty Garden Adventures

OP and Wexter can break all my toes and I would still send a thank you card

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Wexter says SHE WOULD NEVER DO SUCH A THING (but she might chew your ankles a little bit maybe)

bunjywunjy

so it’s come to my attention that at some point this weekend Wexter blew past 100,000 notes, and I for one think that’s very cash money of her.

bunjywunjy

it’s been a few weeks, I suppose we should check up on the AHSGSHGAFB?!

ajdhf.

well that’s just,,,

REXCELLENT

sincerityisscarity

wtfisgoingonews

Trump tweeted this statement earlier this week, which incorrectly included Alabama in the list of states that would be impacted by Hurricane Dorian:

This error was quickly addressed by the National Weather Service & the correction was picked up by the news:

Of course, Trump couldn’t handle being corrected by meteorologists on the fucking weather so:

As someone who took two years of meteorology let me just say that a big concern regards mass panic when issuing weather alerts and warnings. You don’t want people unnecessarily leaving - jamming up the roads or putting themselves at risk (sometimes the safest thing to do is to stay put esp. if the roads are at risk of flooding), you don’t want confusion, and you definitely don’t want people to lose confidence in the weather warnings where they no longer take them seriously. And it doesn’t really help the cause when the fucking president of the country can’t issue a simple correction that HE WAS WRONG because of his fragile fucking ego.

justsomeantifas

Update: this fuckin guy is STILL going on about this

Also if you look at this photo it’s literally dated August 2 and Trump’s tweet was sent September 1 so this only further proves he gave out incorrect information after the fact so like… cool?

No words for the victims yet but at least he’s keeping up his beef with the goddamn National Weather Service.

justsomeantifas

Well if y’all can believe it, this story actually gets even weirder…

So earlier today Trump actually DISPLAYED AN ALTERED MAP IN AN OVAL OFFICE MEETING:

You see that line going into Alabama? Well…

President Trump on Wednesday displayed a map that he said reflected Hurricane Dorian’s original path, but the image appeared to be manually altered with a marker to show the storm’s trajectory continuing toward Alabama.

Trump later told reporters that he did not know anything about the changed map, but was adamant that original forecasts called for Alabama to be impacted by the hurricane. (x)

y’all i’m done

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This post has everything, hurricanes, sharpies, alabama, a pathological lying reality show host as president

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nitewrighter

Scooby Doo idea: Daphne Blake as the weird rich kid whose parents signed her up for a shit-ton of rich-kid extracurriculars like polo, fencing, and all of this other shit so they wouldn’t have to deal with her/bolster her college resume. She puts a lot of effort into actually being good at all these extra-curriculars bc she’s competing with all of her ~super successful and talented~ sisters for attention and ends up athletic as hell and socially stunted and like…really aggressive and competitive and never quite satisfied with anything she’s doing. The only other ‘High Society’ kid who can put up with her is Norville “Shaggy” Rogers —an anxious stoner with freaky strict parents whose only friend prior to Daphne was his equally anxious rescue dog—Daphne’s been beating up Shaggy’s bullies for years. Then there’s student council dweeb Fred Jones who’s always been groomed to be this ‘leader’ by his parents and is always pressured to go to these youth leadership things and stuff and yeah he’s pretty good at directing group projects, but really Fred’s kind of shy and more interested in engineering, forensics and maybe criminal justice and he’s been friends with this chick Velma Dinkley in engineering club who’s brilliant but she’s also tactless, awkward and very bitterly sarcastic to cover up for the fact that her book smarts far outweigh her social skills.

So then there’s this mystery downtown and all five of them show up and there’s a mutual, “Oh hey it’s you: The weird kid from my school. What are you doing here?” and everyone goes around. Fred’s like, “Oh I knew the owners of this place and they said they might have to close down because of this ghost and I told Velma about it and Velma thinks we can get to the bottom of this.” And Shaggy’s like, “Scoob and I didn’t want to be home right now and we honestly didn’t know about the ghost but hey Daphne’s here so we feel safe enough to hang out and maybe Scoob can sniff out some clues or something.” And then everyone turns and looks at Daphne and Daphne’s just like, “I want to fight a fucking ghost.”

fmlcomic

This is the most valid Scooby-Doo reboot in the history of reboots.

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friendraichu

some boys be out here dismantling toxic masculinity one tiktok at a time

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this is the best one and yet the puppet is emotionless

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I still remember the story my parents tell about me everytime I make a new friend. The wonderful story of the Baby Helmet.

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I now realise I should have offered some context.

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yes please i would love context thank you

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Aight then. Buckle down cause I'm about to tell you the family famous Baby Helmet story.

When I was a kid, learnin to crawl and walk and shit, still a baby, my parents noticed something off about my head shape. So they took me to the doctor.

Turns out I was fucking up my skull formation plates by sleeping on one side of my head constantly which caused the plates to settle in a way they weren't supposed to be settling.

And the doctors baisically were like "On god bro we gonna fix this for you" and low and behold, a solution came.

A helmet. A thick, adjustable helmet that was meant to reshape my skull. I had to wear that bad boy for a while. It was white with purple butterflies on it cause they knew I liked purple and I liked butterflies.

However, there was a cost. And not a money kind. It was my parents sanity going and humor being cranked up.

Because instead of sitting around and being a baby and all that, I found a better use of the helmet.

I realised that it protected my head it gave me the best idea.

To hit my head on every fucking surface there was. It drove my family insane.

They would hear me bonking it on the tv stand, on the floor, on the table, my own high chair. I would even stand up and charge at visitors and my family's legs and just fucking ram into them and full baby speed. It was the most enjoyable pass time that made both me and my parents laugh their asses off.

However, one day at the doctors, they had finally deemed my head fixed and safe. And the helmet was gone (but we still got to keep it).

Now keep in mind that I had been going absolutely ham with this shield on my head for months. I had grown accustomed to it, as though it was a second part of me.

So after we come home from the doctors, we go into the living room and my parents let me and my twin play for a bit.

Soon came the need to bash my head against something.

So I got in position, ready to go. My parents saw it happening. They leapt up, ready to stop me. But they were not fast enough.

It all happened in slow motion. I slammed my head into the floor full force. Silence.

I lift my head. There are no tears or wails. Only confusion. I blinked. Still nothing. I was silent for the rest of the day, coming to terms with the fact that I lost my invincibility.

Never again did I bash my head or ram into people.

And that's one of the many family famous stories about me. And my personal favorite.

mpregwizard-deactivated20260125

fantastic. absolutely wonderful. thank you for this story. reading this has brought me immeasurable joy as i imagine a tiny child ramming into shit with ruthless abandon. 10/10

Lmao does anyone even remeber me? I actually used to be kinda popular on here

dogdownloader

you guys all talk about how “petty” you are but one time my mom was so annoyed that the house was a mess that she made an actual vlog of her walking around the house and calling out every single family member for their shit and then threatened to post the video on facebook and instagram if we didn’t clean it up

dogdownloader

HOLY SHIT LMAO

oneandonly-ag

I'm a slut for beautiful sunsets and the stars

msmarvel

whoop there it is.

kellycrayon

What comic is this?

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For those asking, this is from Ms Marvel (2016) #15

tddkart

When the "Vacation Juice" hits..

glumshoe

The other day I watched a little boy get knocked to the ground by an older kid who was running by. He burst into tears as his mother hurried over.

“Here’s a bandaid for ya,” I said, producing one from my vest pocket.

“Oh, he’s not bleeding, thank you though!”

I lowered my voice and leaned in. “Kids think bandaids are health magic,” I said. “Ask him where it hurts and exploit that placebo effect.”

She did just that, and instantly the kid stopped crying and thanked her. “I’ll have to remember that,” she said.

Children: #HACKED

tinyqueenusagi-chan

Also if you have a crying kid give them a cup of water. You can’t cry and drink at the same time and it gives them a chance to calm down.

Tell them their going to run out of tears so they drink the water.

My mom does this at her preschool after awhile the other children start offering the crying child little cups of water.

maxanaxam

Stuff like this is also a great test to see if the kid is actually seriously injured! Because with how much some kids cry over tiny bumps and scrapes, it can be hard to tell. But if you slap a Band-Aid on it or give them a cup of water or a piece of candy and they stop crying, they’re fine. If they keep crying despite whatever little placebo or distraction you’ve given them, you might wanna look a little closer at that injury or seek medical attention.

raincloudsandsunbeams

With my two’s class we ask them “more hurt or more scary?” It takes a bit of practice but after a few times they can answer without more prompting. More scary gets a hug and more hurt gets a look over.

markingatlightspeed

That last one is so important because it validates the child’s feelings and tells them it’s okay to have these feelings and lets them learn how to deal with them, rather than just distracting them from them. I also helps teach the child to both communicate their feelings more readily and communicate when they’re hurt more clearly. All really important skills for a child to develop young.