Petition to rename male privilege to penis privilege.
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Petition to rename male privilege to penis privilege.
All in favor say I
I
Fuck you op
Life's hard but at least Fermin and Pedro (aka their admins) follow each other on twitter
så himla gulligt utan kontext 🤏🤏in litin grodo
Ok bye gotta help my husband wash his penis
Art Heist
I have no idea which blog to put this in, so you’re welcome in advance.
My brother and I talk to each other approximately once or twice a year. Quality over quantity, you get the idea. We’re only three years apart, and our sense of humor and love for terrible things is identical. For example, we amused ourselves for years by reliving each other’s epic earwax stories (he won—I may have needed medical intervention for a pea-size blockage, but he had a photo that required a coin for a sense of scale).
Anyways, when I randomly got a text message from him out of nowhere yesterday, I knew it was going to be good.
That’s right
This beauty. I must have it. This must be mine.
My brother’s texts reappeared again today (amazing, two days in a row! We are truly up to something!), and he had talked to the curator for the art show at his work regarding the price of the piece.
The dimensions, first off:
36 inches tall by 48 inches wide
That is: 3 feet tall by 4 feet wide
Yes
The price is set at $900. For an original masterpiece? Of such magnitude? I HAVE to have it. This won’t be for sale for a year, that is plenty of time to justify spending $900 for a one-of-a-kind original artwork that transcends species barriers like this.
So I am currently attempting to intimidate the artist, via the curator, with my (super timid) brother acting as an intermediary, into agreeing to sell the painting to me after the show ends in a year, when I can have it shipped from Seattle to Texas, and have it form the centerpiece of my Disturbing Bird Art Wall, because I’ve got plenty of bird art, but oh boy it would all take on a new perspective with this in the center.
Stay tuned (?!)
May 30, 2019
thinking about... young Beatrice/Bertrand/Lemony and this iconic scene from Élite, although 1) this is taking things out of canon because I don’t see any similarities between their possible relationship and Carla/Polo/Christian; 2) I have no idea who Beatrice would be showing the middle finger to in this case (Ish? her and Olaf’s chaperone? Gifford and Ghede?)... anyway
unmovable object ("it has nothing to do with the plot") vs unstoppable force ("I wanna sneak in my headcanons")
Wait a minute. I don't have to like everyone. I can hate them, and I can despise them. And I can let my hatred motivate me to be better than them. I'll succeed out of spite