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I love when Iâm on a remote session with someone and they just start Googling things in the middle of it, like âlight bulbs near meââŚ. Can that not wait until weâre done here? Give me back the damn mouse.
guy who invented the piano: what if we laid a harp on its side and added hammers
musician: you clumsy oaf, you just knocked over my harp with your toolbox!
guy whoâs about to invent the piano: oh, havenât you heard?
how dare you take this mediocre shitpost and make it genuinely funny
put this in the fucking moma, the louvre, the guggenheim, the whitney, and the motherfucking prado
When some asshole tries to kill net neutrality again;
Ax from Viking era, before and after conservation 10thâ11th century
Y'all this old lady on Facebook got angry at me so she threatened to call my job and report my ârudeâ behavior to my boss. So she got my information from my page
SHE GONNA TRY TO CALL MR.KRABS ON ME YALL
SHE GONNA TRY TO CONTACT BIKINI BOTTOM
She is going to call a phone number and ask, âIs this the Krusty Krab?â
And the person who answered the phone will have a choice to make.Â
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âmy busch lite is goneâ
this video should have a million notes and a primetime emmy
americans are u aware that ur using the word wrong
man shut up i swearta god with yall lil ugly hard ass cookies
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this actually isnât a spider! itâs from the order of arachnids called Opiliones, also known as harvestmen or daddy longlegs. though it resembles a spider at first glance, its body regions are fused with a single pair of eyes in the middle.
ATTENTION ALL AUSTRALIANS
As we all know, we face an upcoming postal vote on marriage equality. Due to the sheer anger and frustration of this unecessary beauracracy, many have urged those voting Yes to send their vote back packaged with glitter bombs or rainbow confetti in protest.
DO NOT DO THIS!!
Your vote will likely be destroyed and therefore not counted. And arguing that âglitter isnt dangerousâ doesnt mean shit to people who just see a foreign substance detected and immeadiately assume the worst (Anthrax anyone??)
If you wonât take my word, at least take MP Claire O'Neilâs, who was asked:
PLEASE, do not fuck up this crutial vote for everyone by being stupid and getting your voice dismissed like this. Put stickers on the envelope, draw rainbows on it, if you must protest in this way be smart about it.
Even if youâre not Australian, youâd be doing us a solid to spread the word, since unfortunately a lot of younger voters still think this is a good idea when its literally the opposite.
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The first time I met my boyfriendâs grandparents, I was terrified. First, I really wanted them to like me, and second, he told me they were pretty religious. Theyâre Roman Catholic, but Iâm Jewish, and I didnât get the impression from the rest of his family that that would upset them, but I wasnât sure theyâd be chill with us dating, and Iâm always afraid of those unconscious, anti-semitic micro-aggressions.Â
Sure enough, within an hour of meeting me they asked if I was religious, in a way that was obviously asking if I had a religion, and which one it was. I calmly told them I was Jewish, and my boyfriendâs grandmother lit up. Her mother was a Syrian who moved to Brooklyn in the early 1900â˛s and she grew up in a Syrian and Jewish community in Brooklyn and boy wasnât it nice to have someone around who could help her with her Jewish pastry. It was really pleasant. His grandfather was mostly quiet.Â
After lunch, he and I shared a cup of coffee and some cookies and I told him about my brothers. He asked if my mom was ok with me dating a gentile. And then he looked around, saw we were alone for a sec, and asked me to follow him out to the garage. In the garage he asked me to take an old picnic basket down from off a cabinet. And then he told me to open it. The moment the lid came off I knew. I knew that shade of red. He told me to take it out and lay it across the floor. It was a Nazi flag. Not just a Nazi flag, but one that was big enough to fly outside a government office, like a massive one. I laid it out, ice in my veins, trying to figure out what was about to happen next. And then he told me to take my shoes off and stand on it.Â
He told me his vision wasnât good enough to get into the army, so he snuck on a ship and figured that theyâd have to deal with him when he was in Europe, and thatâs what happened. He told me he went because they all knew it was bad, and he wanted to help. He told me he took the flag off of some dead Nazis. He told me to go home and tell my mother that I was safe with these goyim sheâd never met, that I was loved and welcome and that theyâd fight for me. He told me âNever Againâ.
He passed away a few years ago, and only after his death, cleaning out his closets did we find his old patches and look up his division. This quiet man who said very little but always shared a cup of coffee with me after lunch was in an anti-tank division, and he and his division liberated camps in Poland. He saw the horrors, first hand.Â
Today is Holocaust Remembrance Day. Today is a day to reaffirm our promise of âNever Againâ. Today is a day to remember that the only way for things to get better is to fight. Today is a good day to punch a Nazi. Do it for me. Do it for Grandpa Rocco. Do it for the world.Â
Well, Iâm crying now.
Pornhub comments are our only hope
better than youtube
#itâs because everyone is in the post nut state of mind
when the gym teacher tells you to stop picking the grass
This is so mundane yet specific at the same time
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