I hope this is a treat for you guys as much as it is for me!
Alternating
cis people will say “I found out I’m having a baby girl at my anatomy scan and I’m experiencing gender disappointment” but be mad when you say “who knows? maybe you’ll end up with a son anyway”
they found this post and they’re very very in their feelings about it
Cis people will basically just sag “I’m sexist” and you say “maybe you don’t have to be” and they say “well now I’m gonna be transphobic too”
... the worst bit is I know several people this could be, especially given the 'in Australia' clarification
If you know them then there's a chance I might know some of them and that thought will keep me up at night.
This wasn’t the guy who we all know who used to spray his jeans with Mortein and then light himself on fire, was it?
He used to sit at the back of the bus, cup his hand, spray deodorant into it, then open it and light it on fire with a lighter in one fell swoop to try and impress girls.
He had to stop because the bus company begged our school to tell him to stop bc of legal liability. His hands never actually got damaged after doing it for about a year.
I reached out to my old friend in question here, because I've been thinking about him all day.
I do not know what "the amulet" is. I have no idea what "the amulet" is referring to.
I instantly remembered when he said that.
While we were all at the local park doing legal things that teenagers would do back in the late 2000s, my friend here found a rock at our old smoke spot that was unusually smooth and flat. He liked it so much that he took it to the woodwork classrooms at school, drilled a hole in it, and hung it on a necklace.
When we asked why he weanwearing this dinky-ass pebble on his neck, he claimed it prevented him from ever getting food-related illnesses: wouldn't get food poisoning, couldn't over-eat, was able to ingest anything (prior to him finding The Amulet, a few of us used to play a game called "Devil's Piss" where we would take turns shoving random food bits into a bottle of coke, and the first person to take a sip would get two dollars from the other players).
When we all asked him for the proof that this rock is magical—because nobody believed him, obviously—he said to meet him behind the History block at lunch, where he said he would drink two litres (or half a gallon) of milk in one go and not puke.
We met him there, and about ten of us all watched him down a whole bottle of strawberry milk in two or three breaths.
He didn't puke.
He jumped up and down and punched his stomach to prove it.
He still didn't puke.
I'm so glad I'm alive.
I have been saving this since last year. Happy Earth Day everyone.
In fifth grade a boy tried to impress me by swallowing a whole tadpole live and I punched him so hard that he puked and the tadpole was fine.
I kept it in a terrarium and it became a normal 🐸 despite everything. About a year afterward (I thought) it died, so I sadly put it in a shoebox in the shed until the ground thawed enough for a proper funeral but when that day came I opened the box and the frog was fine.
This is funnier than anything I have ever said.
This post is to Easter what a Geiger counter is to radiation.
Yall. I know there's a LOT of things happening all the time now. But do not stop watching this story.
The Trump administration is saying that they CANT return this man who was wrongly deported because of an "administrative error."
*can't*? Forgive me if this is tettering on conspiracy, but it feels like the only reason they *can't* is if this man is already dead. When was the last time anyone spoke with him? How sure are we that these people are actually ending up in these El Salvador prisons *alive*?
Van Hollen said he specifically asked Salvadoran Vice President Felix Ulloa if he could meet with Abrego Garcia or at least speak with him over the phone or via video conferencing. Again, Van Hollen said the request was denied. Pressed on whether he had concerns about the man’s health, Van Hollen said: “I don’t know about his health status which is why I wanted to meet with him directly.”
Yall, I'm not kidding when I say that this is the thing that will be the smoking gun in history.
The relief I felt when I saw this. I cannot describe.
I do think these photos (in a restaurant, in normal street clothes) are still pretty concerning (how much of the delay was getting Kilmar into a presentable condition?) And he's not home yet.
But that he's still alive is an incredibly good bit of news, and more broadly, means that the worst possible outcome hasn't been reached (yet.) There's still time to mitigate and change course if we keep the pressure on.
All eyes on this story.
watching 4chan die as a tumblr user is like. its like watching another titanic hit another iceberg and sink faster right in front of the already sinking titanic that youre on
didn’t realize till now that i posted this on the actual anniversary of the titanic sinking. happy monument to hubris day, i guess
it's so fucking unfair. they only had five years married together. they should have had decades. they should have seen each other with deep wrinkles etched on their faces from years of smiling and laughing together. they should have been in the nursing home, seeking out adventures because larry down the hall is definitely running an illegal gambling ring out of his suite. they should have retired together, searched for hobbies to fill their time. they should have laughed with michael and david, athena and david groaning as bobby and michael defeat them in board games again and again. they should have seen their family expand, watched grandchildren grow together, from may or harry or buck. or they should have gone out together, because that's where they've been for five years, holding up each other up, supporting each other. but it's not fair. and athena's alone.