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corona isolation activities from cicero
- write 14 elaborate diss tracks about that one bitch *cough* mark antony *cough*
- where a breastplate underneath your toga just to be dramatic
- write and study philosophy to take your mind off the horrible state of the world
- create a shit tonne of new words just for the sake of it
- reenact the ides of march on facetime
- perform a ritual to summon antilochus of ascalon and get him to teach you philosphy
Today’s Latin word of the day is...
discordia (gen. discordiae) -disagreement
Id surreptum considerare non opus est, Si simulacrum modo facere monstrareque potes!
There’s no need to consider it stolen, If you can just make and show a reproduction!
did you know that chameleon bones visibly glow blue in uv light? i'm not saying you should imagine leon glowing bright blue but you totally should
Okay, this brought a good idea to my head, hear me out:
Wolf is in the Sargasso lounge, having a beer and just watching TV. He hears Panther calling from the hallway. Disgruntled, Wolf picks himself up and trudges over to where Panther’s calling from-- which happens to be Leon’s room. The door is open and Panther beckons Wolf in quickly. Leon is standing there, shirtless with just some gym shorts on.
“What the hell are you two--” Wolf begins.
“Shhhh...” Panther says, putting a finger to his muzzle. He closes the door and shuts off the light, consuming the room in total darkness. Wordlessly, he flicks on a UV light, shining it on Leon.
Leon proceeds to glow. He looks equally puzzled. Wolf isn’t sure what to think. He isn’t sure what to say. He just takes a long drink from his beer.
which myth from ovid's metamorphoses are you?
take my quiz for which kinda obscure metamorphoses myth you are!!