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cant talk to any of yall cuz if i ever get busy and stop for like 3 days yall are gonna make a scratchy ass b&w furry comic about it

inikaga

What the fuck does this mean

uh oh sisters! *loses 100,000 subscribers within a few hours*

surprisebitch

james charles ghostwrote this

that-twink-over-there

uh oh sisters! *loses 2 million subscribers in 36 hours*

morganalefays

while everyone is watching eurovision and feeling very european i wanna take the opportunity to remind all EU citizens to vote in the upcoming election for the european parliament 23-26 May. everyone’s vote is needed, especially now when right wing extremist parties are expected to gain more seats in the EP.

read more about what applies to your country here. you can also find information about the political groupings that your national parties belong to in the parliament

valtsv

slavic forests are actually located in another dimension

valtsv

if you’ve ever been in one of the great forests in a slavic country you’ll know that there’s a point where the trees grow so densely packed that the air is completely still and it’s so silent you could hear a pin drop a mile away and you suddenly become uncomfortably aware of the sound of your own heartbeat and the knowledge that the trees surrounding you are alive and just as aware of your presence as you are of theirs, and that’s when you know you’ve crossed into a different realm

rodrickheffeley

This is the only valid tik tok.

earthdad

if you don’t like your subs toasted you don’t love yourself

thyrell

never heard that term before wym

thyrell

hold on you mean sandwiches

rockin-reaper

I dont know too much about Dalmatians or what they were bred for so the other day i was talking to the security guard on campus about em and decided to google why they’re so aggressive and hard to handle and apparently its because they were bread as coach dogs, which means that they were trained to run alongside a coach or carriage and fucking attack anything that wasn’t their carriage. Like they were bonded to the horses used to pull the coach and to their handlers and other than that they would just jump anyone who came near em. If you had coach dogs you actually had to have someone who rode ahead and warned anyone coming toward you that you had coach dogs so they could move out of the way and not get attacked. So thats a mystery solved for me.

huskychronicles

That’s fuckin wild I had no idea

rockin-reaper

*me, a Regency-era noble, displaying my wealth and status by releasing a large pack of dalmatians onto the street* fuck it up, boys

ordinarytalk

I grew up with dalmatians and yeah, they can be territorial if they’re not socialized and holy shit do they have so much energy, but.

But.

The best interaction I ever saw was the time my dog Maggie first met a horse. She was running around outside and some guy was riding a horse down our street because fuck it, I have a horse, I do what I want.

Maggie screeched to a halt, staring at the horse. I began running over there because I wasn’t sure if she was going to start barking or trying to chase it or what, and then I saw her whole body language sort of shift, like hundreds of years of selective breeding were making themselves known for the first time.

Her tail began wagging, very slowly. I could see her think, “Big…friend?” She got closer and her tail began wagging faster. “Big Friend!!” She began absolutely dancing around this horse, I have never seen her so happy.

She ran next to the horse for as long as I would let her (the rider thought it was hilarious), and she was incredibly disappointed when her Big Friend had to go home.

And that’s the story of how I tried to convince my mom we needed a horse for my dog.

rockin-reaper

That’s the best story I’ve ever heard

LET MAGGIE HAVE A HORSE

mjalti

nothing is real and then all of a sudden everything is very real with no warning

egberts

sometimes cats look so regal and majestic, sometimes they are just a blob melting off the side of a bed or coffee table, and sometimes they are a roast chicken

egberts