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@screengrove
steam repeatedly notifying you that a friend is booting up a game thats clearly not cooperating feels like ur sitting inside and someone outside keeps trying to rev up a lawnmower
The original flag, by Gilbert Baker, June 25, 1978.
do you ever feel yourself fail a charisma check in real time
Grain harvesting in the Criuleni district, Moldova, ca. 1950 - National Archives Agency
Please stop being nonbinary too. God only created one gender. You must conform to that.
THERES ONLY ONE NOW?????
PPs (Pool Pals)
SEIS fag sex? En esta economia?
Pierre-Auguste Renoir - "Julie Manet with Cat (detail)" (1877)
how measurements work in canada (ie/ badly)
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This isn't even a joke it's just what we do
Do you all memorize the chart or carry a little one with you?
leg refences
Reblogging this not only for artists but also for people who write werewolf (and other animal transformation) fiction. If a human turned into a wolf, their knee joints would not reverse– what some fic writers mistake for the knee is actually the ankle. A wolf’s hind feet are relatively long, and they are always walking in way roughly analogous to human “tip-toeing.”
happy pride to him
Gay broke sober king 🤴
listening to music in my room
It's spring now which means the kids in my city have started drawing hopscotches on the sidewalk and as a rule I do every hopscotch I see because 1. Use it or lose it (ability to scotch) and 2. If a child got down on the hardscrabble streets of Boston Massachusetts to draw a scotch the least I can do is use it, but in doing the hopscotches, I've learned that about 50% of them are the typical 8-10 step scotch and the other 50% are. Somewhat avant-garde. And of course I'm not vetting the entire scotch before I start it so sometimes it's like haha 8 steps woo! Childlike whimsy! And sometimes they're 20 steps or 30 or they've got a section with three squares instead of two where you have to do a little Charleston to step on all three, or, memorably, FORTY one foot squares. A full BLOCK of jumping on one foot but I'm no quitter so once I've started Jigsaw Junior's fuckin hopscotch gauntlet I'm there til the end just a daily pot smoker in her thirties jumping kasa-obake style through an affluent suburb while some little proto-kennedy watches from his bedroom window rubbing his sadistic little third grade hands together and cackling. It's amazing. I love spring.
“it’s not that deep” it’s not that shallow. now what