Two cats being interrupted by themselves from an alternate dog dimension

"In case anyone missed it, the tuberculosis outbreak in Kansas has now spread to Ohio.

[The Republican Administration] has ordered the CDC to not report on this"

nobody got hurt so im allowed to giggle about this extremely looney tunes looking accident on a part of 64 i used to drive down at least once a week

this is near ne

why didnt you prevent this

Feel free to print and distribute this image

little quick thing. i know how to wield a pen and paper sometimes

Emergency!!

Bashaer’s @bshaeromars-blog father Abdullah has been diagnosed with liver hypertrophy! He has 3 large, growing masses on his liver that need to be removed IMMEDIATELY! His condition is advanced, and he urgently needs an operation to keep it from getting worse! He is already very very sick!

The operation costs $4,000 USD. Please share his household’s GFM and donate if you can!! He does not have much time left, and surgery is his only hope for survival!!

Abdullah has been unable to undergo the required procedure due to a lack of funds. Now, his condition has taken a sudden and major turn for the worse.

Abdullah is in extremely poor condition and urgently needs to undergo a procedure to save his life! The doctors estimate he only has about 2 days to live in his current state!

Please share the family’s campaign and donate anything you can so that Abdullah has a chance to survive!

Current: $4,938 out of $6,938 USD

ABDULLAH IS IN A COMA!!!

Abdullah has fallen comatose! His condition has become so severe that he has fallen into a coma, and could be hours or even MINUTES away from death!

His family is frantically scrambling for funds! They desperately need your help to save their beloved father’s life! Please donate what you can and share the campaign as widely as possible!

Current: $5,505 out of $6,938 USD

Need to raise: $1,433 USD

if you suffer with OCD or anxiety try saying “evil thought” out loud every time you have a scary evil thought. this trains your brain to stop thinking scary evil thoughts because it is embarrassing to be a grown man alone in the middle of a grocery store randomly saying “evil thought” out loud. follow for more mental health advice.

also saying “whoa. evil thought” kind of disarms the thought and highlights the absurdity of the situation for me. because yeah. that was just an evil thought and nothing more. not a crime, not an indication that I’m a horrible person, not a reality that will come to pass. just my brain giving me a mean little jab. not nice but it is just an evil thought and nothing more.

The creator of Bluey announced he helped write the screenplay of Ice Age 6. He also publicly admitted it was one of the worst experiences of his life and he only did it for the money.

I stumble across your posts regularly yet I genuinely believed this one for a solid minute

365 days since the war in Gaza🇵🇸

One Year After the War in Gaza: A Never-Ending Nightmare

It has now been a year since the war on Gaza began, and yet the suffering continues. The people of Gaza are trapped in a relentless cycle of devastation, poverty, and despair. Homes, schools, and hospitals have been reduced to rubble. Families who once had a future now struggle to survive each day in unimaginable conditions. The lack of clean water, food, and electricity has turned daily life into a constant fight for survival.

The health system is on the verge of collapse, with few resources left to care for the countless injured and ill. Children, who should be growing up in safety, instead bear the scars of war—physically and emotionally. They go to sleep hungry and wake up to the sounds of bombs, if they can sleep at all.

My husband and I have lost many important people to us 👇👇👇👇

I am Kareman Dohan, a Palestinian mother and educator. Before the war, I taught young children, hoping to shape a better future for them. But that future was destroyed when my school was bombed, and I lost my job. My husband, Ayman Alwan, was a fisherman, but our boat—the only source of income we had—was shattered and lost to the sea.

The most heartbreaking part of our struggle is watching our son, Hamoud, suffer. He is just 17 months old, and due to the lack of food and access to clean water, he is now malnourished. No parent should have to witness their child in pain, hungry, and helpless. Every day feels like a fight for survival, with bombs constantly raining down on us. We live in fear, knowing that at any moment, our lives could end.

All we want is to escape this nightmare, to find a safe place where we can start over, but we simply do not have the means to do so. My son needs urgent care, proper nutrition, and a future where he can grow without the shadow of war hanging over him. We are trying with all our might, but the burden has become too heavy to carry alone.

I am pleading for your help, for your compassion, for your generosity. Any donation, any act of kindness, can give my family the hope we so desperately need. Your support could save us from despair, and we will be forever grateful.

Donation Link 👇

To All Supporters of Palestine🇵🇸🫂

This is a heartfelt plea for help on behalf of Hamoud, a 17-month-old child who has spent every moment of his young life surrounded by the horrors of war. His innocent eyes have witnessed more devastation than any child ever should🥺

We have launched a donation campaign to provide him with the basics he desperately needs to survive this harsh winter: warm clothes, milk, and food.

The goal is modest—just $5 per donation—yet it can bring warmth to his tiny body and hope to his little heart. Your contribution, no matter how small, can be a lifeline for Hamoud and children like him who are enduring unimaginable suffering.

Thank you for standing with Palestine and for caring about Hamoud. May your kindness and compassion be returned to you a thousandfold.

Click to donate via the link 💗👇

Or through PayPal🤍👇

The campaign has been checked by

@90-ghost here

@gaza-evacuation-funds here

happy birthday to large boulder size of a small boulder

wait a bunch of ppl ( in mexico i belive) got togheter and made a mini movie where everyone is poorly pretending to be french in retaliation for the dogshit emilia perez musical this is awesome tjhey all have little mustaches drawn on with sharpie and are spealing the worst french ever

you can tell this was filmed in latam pq en el fondo se ven paredes sin rebocar

the extras are all mimes this is awesome

they even got ladybug

sorry party people this is the link go wild also trigger warning: its in spanish

Some jewels about this Mexican parody: it was created and starred by a trans Mexican actress/director. She also set up a go fund me to pay the people who participated in this, recognizing that it'd still be lots of effort from everyone.

And while Emilia Pérez has had low numbers in the movie's release this weekend, Johanne Sacreblue has made it to 10x more views than the number of people in theaters and has reached a top spot in Letterboxd in less than 24 hrs.

As we say in México, esto es agte 🚬

The plot is very funny a trans woman has to win for her family (the biggest baguette emporium) the French bread competition so she isn't disowned while on the other side a trans man has to win the same competition for his family (the biggest croissant emporium) so he can inherit the ownership, together they'll live a whirlwind romance a la Romeo and Juliet

A Mother’s Plea: Help Us Survive and Protect My Unborn Child

My name is Sahar. Like any young woman, I dreamed of a stable and happy life. I was engaged to Mohammad, and together, we dreamed of building a warm little home where we could start our life. We spent years preparing our house, but just before our wedding, everything was destroyed in an instant by the war.

I was faced with a choice: to leave Mohammad in the midst of this chaos or to stand by him and begin our journey together, no matter how difficult it might be. I chose him. We got married, not in the dream wedding I had envisioned, but under the harsh reality of war. Our new home became a fragile tent, offering neither comfort nor security.

Today, I am seven months pregnant and living in constant fear for my unborn daughter. I am terrified of the world she will be born into—a world of poverty, hunger, and freezing cold. We’ve been displaced over nine times, carrying nothing but the weight of loss and the hope for survival. The house we dreamed of is now rubble, and the tent we live in barely shields us from the rain and cold.

How will I protect my daughter? We struggle to find enough food. Basic necessities like milk, blankets, and clothing feel impossibly out of reach. The cost of survival has become unbearable. Every night, I am haunted by the thought: how can I bring her into this world, knowing I cannot keep her safe?

I write to you with a heavy heart, pleading for help. I don’t ask for much, just the chance to give my daughter a safe beginning, a life with warmth and dignity. Every small donation can be a lifeline for us, and even sharing our story can make a difference. Please, help us survive this storm and rebuild our shattered lives.

To donate or support us, here is the link

From the depths of my heart, thank you for your kindness and compassion🥹❤️🙏