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welcome to my blog
the sign looks like it’s walking towards me i feel threatened
Like this?
actually what the christ
Don’t worry! Once it catches you it won’t have to be blank anymore
had someone ask me like “why are you guys unionizing? just cuz?” and it threw me so bad i didnt even know how to answer
Classic sea shanties like:
"I fucking hate this ship and I cannot wait to get off."
"I got off the ship on the dock but I know I'm going to get back on the ship when my leave is up. Fuck."
"Storm."
"Big storm."
"Is it just me or does this ship have like. Really clean lines. Like damn. Okay. Not saying I'm feeling attracted to the ship, per se, but. Damn."
"Sometimes you see weird shit that you cannot explain and you just kinda have to shrug and go. Welp."
Not to forget crowd favorites like:
"Pull harder or we are all going to die."
"Bad working conditions."
"Fucking pay me my wages, you asshole."
And the perennial favourites:
"God I Need A Drink"
"I Am Drunk And Cannot Find My Clothing"
"Listen To This Cautionary Tale Of: Don't Fall Overboard"
"My Sweetheart Has Left Me, Guess I'll Go Be Miserable At Sea"
"Whale. Big Fish."
"The Food Sucks. So Do The Wages. And The Mate Is A Bastard."
"Spent All My Money, Oops."
"Our Ship Can Kick Your Ship's Stern."
"Shipwreck."
"Nautical Gibberish That Was Probably Once Actual Words, Maybe."
"Hey, Remember That Guy? He's Dead."
"I Have Not Seen A Woman In Six Months."
"Mapquest Directions, But Rhyming."
"Whatever You Do, Don't Go To Sea. Goodbye, I'm Off To Sea."
But not to leave out:
“I Sure Do Miss The Prostitutes In That One Port Town”
“Our Ship Is The Best Ship, Much Faster Than Yours, Fight Me”
“Admiral Nelson. What A Guy!”
Last night, I dreamed there was this really popular youtube channel called “WolfpackDan”, and it was a guy who literally lived with a pack of wolves in the forest, just documenting daily life.
Now, I need you to understand that Dan was not some sort of Coyote Peterson type. He looked and dressed like someone who would pretend to get drunk off of non-alcoholic beer and say “bruh” unironically. He looked like the “bro I am straight up not having a good time” guy. But there he was, literally living in the forest with a wolf pack, recording and uploading videos with his phone.
One of his videos opened with him talking to the camera about “yeah, the pack went hunting today and just made a kill”. He turned his wrist to pan his phone over his shoulder, where four wolves are pinning down and tearing into a whitetail buck who is two gasps away from death.
“We’re actually hoping to make two kills today,” he added, panning his phone the other way to show two more wolves latching onto a second deer. “The Old Lady’s pups are growing really fast and it’s getting harder to provide for them. Once they can join the hunt, that’ll be a huge weight off everyone’s shoulders.”
He panned back to the first deer, where the wolves were now tearing into the meal. “I’m really hoping they’ll leave the pelt on this one intact,” he said. “I need a new cape. Winter is coming, guys.”
The last shot of that video was him running through the trees with the pack, with a still-bloody deer hide draped over his shoulders.
I can’t remember any more of his specific videos, but the gist I got from them was that he actually was a contributing member of the pack (hence the “we”) and had been raised at least partially by the wolves themselves. Not sure how they raised him into this dudebro-looking twenty-something with a name like Dan, but they did?
Where did he get his phone? How did he pay for his data? Who taught him English? Why did he dress like that?
I have so many questions for WolfpackDan.
I don’t know why this is getting a lot of notes tonight, but I’m excited for all the attention WolfpackDan is getting, and I hope that–in whatever universe he exists–he’s getting a huge influx of subscribers and is living his best life.
hi i’m a huge fan of your comics! i just wanted to ask what are your pronouns??
WELL THIS IS ACTUALLY A REALLY FUNNY TOPIC IN MY CASE AND NEEDS A LONGER EXPLANATION.
My native language is Finnish. Finnish is a gender neutral language. There's no way to tell the gender of ANYONE unless someone specifically underlines it by some other gendered word like boy, girl, man, woman, uncle, aunt etc.
Now, we have a one gender pronoun; hän. Hän covers all genders. The ones existing, the ones gone, the ones becoming. Except that hän isn't even originally Finnish pronoun. The original Finnish pronoun is Se. Se means it.
Finnish native faith and worldview is polytheistic and shamanistic. Everyone and everything is equal to each other. Animals and plants are our sister and brothers, so Finnish people didn't differ themselves from the nature. For example, when a young man left his childhood home to find himself a place to built his own house onto, he needed to ask a permission from a spruce before building the house. If the spruce approved him, he was free to settle next to the tree and use it as his guide and advisor. If not, he needed to find another tree.
Now, I think it was Christianity that arrived to Finland from West through Sweden. The Swedish priests were horrified to find out that barbaric Finns didn't elevate themselves above animals like Christian God had intended. The priest decided that the language needs to be changes; hän for men, hen for women.
Finns were "Well excuse me NO, NO WAY. We will reluctantly accept hän but for all genders, and we will not use it except in formal situations thank you very much."
Modern spoken Finnish still uses se (it) for everyone. I am it, you are it, my mom's it, your mom's it, the president is it, God is it. A normal Finnish conversation goes like: I spoke with Mari. It said its boyfriend was being an ass again. I told it it should leave it, as the guy is clearly an idiot, and how it means nothing but bad news, but Mari said it had feelings for it and how it would be a difficult thing for Mari to do, even if its being treated so badly by its boyfriend.
So, I personally have NO emotional connections to any gendered pronouns. NONE. If I could choose, I would be called it in English and in any gendered language, but it doesn't work as it doesn't have the same connotation in other languages.
That being said, she works for me in English and in gendered languages. But it doesn't mean anything to me in a way that I MUST BE called she or else I'm upset. I don't associate any gender for myself in/with language based pronouns because such thing doesn't exist in my language. In Finnish, I'm it that is a female :D
And while we usually still use "se" when referring to people, almost everyone I know use "hän" while talking about their pet, plants... We decided to just screw it with pronouns. Reject humanity, return to monke.
Yes, this too! Some pet owners do speak about their pets as “hän”, which is used as a gender pronoun originally for humans by the demands of the Christianity as I mentioned. Plants go hän, too, and I personally use hän also for some items at time, especially if I’m upset with them lol. Like if my drawing monitor is giving me issues I can say “Hän is so annoying today!” Or I’m shuffling my oracle card deck and a card flies out and goes far away, I might say “Oh, hän was in a hurry, let’s see what hän wants to say”.
Using hän pronoun from non-human things is just returning back to the old times when everyone and everything was equal. It’s a loving way to underline that this pet/plant is very dear to me, a part of my family, they are equal to me and everyone else in this household (but it is OK to use “se” for animals and plants).
Be gender pronoun free! Be a Finn!
So with all this, can I conclude that Finland keeps leading the word in humanitarian and socialistic leaps and bounds because their entire culture does NOT include the notion of anyone or anything being rightfully "better" or above anything else?
Cos if that's so, that explains so much o.o
All the torso animated studies.
This is just fascinating
my mom, dead in the middle of a conversation, slams on the breaks in the middle of a country road so she can pull over and take a picture of all these cows running for cover from the rain and adsfkjlfkdjg and thi dskfjfgj
rthis is the only picutre she took sfdkjlfgddfs MOM this almost literally could not be worse fdkjfjkdf i love you so much
she also took a pictuer of a bluejay
and believe it or not, a squirrel
mom vs the focus on her expensive camera vs her bad eyesight
ok i swear this is the last one but please look at this bluejay
These photos are artistically bad.
Like, the arrangement is nice and the composition pleasing to look at, which is just, so fucking funny because what is ostensibly the subject if each is so poorly framed.
OP, are you entirely sure your mother is just bad at photography and is not, in fact, actually a fucking comedic and photographical genius?
new gender just dropped and its cool as fuck.
your honour you must understand im just a silly little guy, just a fun little boy. just a harmless little fun-time boy. you wouldnt sentence a silly harmless little fun-time boy. its my birthday.
No, Mr. Horse, don’t worry, I certainly don’t have a Plinko down here! What I do have is this lovely cask of wine, specifically for horses, Amontillado in fact! Exquisite vintage.
I know you’re not supposed to be in this hospital, but if you’ll just follow me down this corridor—no, that’s not blood on the floor, it’s color theory, I’ll explain it later—I can bring you to this cask of wine that is certainly NOT a plinko machine—
I'm telling you, Blorbo, I have the finest copy of my shows in the basement, please follow me
we can take the Eeby Deeby - no, no, I promise it's not going to Gay Superhell - look, Eebders Deebeorg was an outlier adn should not have been counted
Where did I get this Eeby Deeby? Well, there was this lovely Middle Eastern gentleman who was selling copper, the finest copper—
hnnnnngg I’m trying to get blorbo into my plinko but the eeby deeby I bought from the copper merchant who as it turns out was EXTREMELY disreputable (who is he, to treat me with such contempt?!) is dummy thicc, thicc enough to block the Suez Canal in fact, and the eebert of the deebert is so scrimblo bimblo it keeps alerting the horse
yoU PLINKO BLORBO?! you plinko blorbo like the HORSE?! Oh, Eeby Deeby for Glup Shitto! Eeby Deeby for Glub Shitto for 1000 YEARS
“Eeby Deeby” is, in this case, putting an orange buttered cat face-first into a trashcan
my name is blorb and when its nite and eeby deeby castiel's flight poe and wine cause discourse
i'm ever given; i plink the horse
Hey you know that post about Tumblr being incomprehensible to outside audiences?
talks to a girl and is immediately hit with an 105 degree fever nausea chills etc has to lie in bed all day wiping sweat off my forehead with a silk handkerchief and writing about my illness in my diary like a malnourished victorian man
honey that’s not the girl that’s your moderna booster
kinda miss sitting in restaurants with my friends loudly having what is clearly the weirdest conversation the couple two tables over has heard all week and pretending not to notice them chuckle at my jokes but making sure to throw in enough exposition to give them context if they’re still listening
“why the hell is this one getting so many notes” i think, briefly, before realizing we’re three years into The Great Loneliness and i have just wistfulposted on yearning dot com
my working theory is that most tumblr users are neurodivergent and have some form of echolalia which is why half our trends happen. eeby deeby. horse plinko. blorbo from shows. let's face it, the reason those are funny is because they're just fun phrases to say and it scratches the itch in my brain so good
i love seeing cardinals and bluejays together i’m always like “hehe.. evil siblings”
this is what i’m all about babyyyyy
They’re not even related. Jays are a type of corvid, like crows and magpies, and Cardinals are a grosbeak.
well you see, they are both birds and they both have fun hats. hope this helps
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