do you think they know how much they contributed to online literacy? to the spirit of curiousity? to the idea of doing research yourself instead of always having it laid out in front of you?
not to enforce gender roles but a computer should NOT fucking have apps okay. if I wanted an app I’d go on my phone my laptop is for Programs. I mean this.
The reform would mean citizens from the blacklisted counties will be forced to comply with complicated British rules if they move to the UK and gender-recognition certificates (GRC) obtained may not be recognised in this country.
If this goes into effect, this policy would target primarily immigrants.
This is the most reflection I’ve ever seen anyone do on Twitter.
You gotta understand once when I was on Twitter argument and realized I was wrong and I went to say something like ‘you’re totally right, my bad, thanks for helping me realize this’ and I got the “Twitter Users Don’t Usually Post This”
no but you know what would be nice? experiencing the kind of happiness that doesn’t turn out to be a lesson that I have to mourn over for at least 3 months
feeling stupid as hell because I somehow only just now realized that the companion cube is to chel what chel is to glados. like as far as being an object, a research tool, something towards which an emotional attachment is ridiculous but also inevitable. something that you know you’ll have to throw in the incinerator later and which never says a word to you, and yet you can’t help yourself from falling in a strange kind of love. damn this game gay
normally id put this in tags but fucking. the bit in portal 2 about the companion cube. where she taunts you with it again. a return of something that might have affection or compassion for you, but you cant be sure. a surprise reunion.
she taunts you with companion cubes that are out of reach but keep getting destroyed by her. upset about how close you were to finding that connection again. she even talks about how maybe one couldve talked. but we’ll never know now because it’s gone. and the fact that she gives you the ORIGINAL beat-up companion cube, still just fine (if burnt), when you finally leave the facility for good at the end.
one of my favourite things about my boyfriend is that he’s 6'4 but convinced he is a normal sized person and this does not constitute “tall”
once, if not twice, a week the card game shop he plays digimon at upload a top-4 photo best described as “gandalf and the hobbits” and every time he is genuinely baffled as to why he looks like that
told him i made this post and he’s still insistent that he isn’t tall
bf: i’m not tall! i feel like everyone i see is around the same height as me. like people in the street
me: they aren’t
bf: but i can see their faces! if i’m looking at their faces they must be the same height
me: you’re looking down slightly babe
bf: why would i do that
me: because you’re tall
incidentally the fact i am 5'5 also comes as a shock to him at least once a day and then he inevitably asks if i’m “normally that short”
if you lean in real close you can hear his singular brain cell bouncing around like a windows screensaver
Has your boyfriend got his eyesight checked? Bc when I don’t wear my glasses I’m nice and close to the ground but when I do it’s HOLY SHIT WHY AM I THIS TALL, I’M AFRAID OF HEIGHTS, HELP ME time and it’s genuinelly terrifying.
he wears glasses he’s just dumb
update to this post from yesterday:
bf: apparently only 7% of people are over 6’ tall me: yes……..? bf: that isn’t very many. am i tall? me: i cannot believe we are having this discussion again. yes. you are tall. you are still tall. you were tall yesterday. you will be tall tomorrow bf: oh my god i’m tall aren’t i me: my love the netherlands is the tallest country in the world and even there average male height is 6’ 0.5". you are tall by “kingdom of giants” standards, even. but we live on “shortarse island”, so… bf: AM i tall though me: you are 6ft 4
he is he’s very pretty
Can he make spinach puffs? Asking for irrelevant reasons….
having watched emperors new groove (it’s my favourite) he does understand this reference but also he really loves cooking so you saying this has now prompted him to look up how to make spinach puffs
which is to say that yes, he is kronk
fun fact they’re both the same person. same 6'4 boyfriend referred to himself as a short king because he thought it meant a man who really likes wearing shorts
This reminds me of this guy who used to live on my dad’s street.
Every time it snowed, the snow plow would take out his mailbox - and only his mail box. And just to be clear - it was done intentionally. No one knows why, but the driver of the snow plow would target his box and mow it down. He’d call the DOT to complain, and would get an earful of excuses that amounted to “not our fault you have a wimpy mailbox.”
Fast forward to the next winter. First decent snow starts falling, and every kid is hoping for a snow day. It was right around 4:30 am that the whole neighborhood was woken up to this loud CLANG and the screech of tearing metal. My dad made it to the window first and started laughing his ass off.
Sitting out side was one very totaled, and almost ripped in half, snow plow. And these weren’t little pick-up trucks with a blade on the front, we have these up in NY:
Well, turns out over the summer, my dad’s neighbor got himself a backhoe and sank a steel I beam into the ground in his front yard. Then he covered it with a decorative wood sleeve and topped it with a brand new mailbox. When the snowplow driver tried to mow it down it was a bad case of immovable object meets unstoppable force - and the mailbox won. With the plow firmly impaled on the I beam, it was very clear that the driver had gone out of his way to hit it.
Naturally, the DOT wasn’t happy, and the neighbor’s reply was simple: “Not my faulty you have a wimpy snowplow.” They did try to sue him for the damages, but as he had gone to the town, gotten approval for the post and its installation, and made sure everything was up to code, it was thrown out pretty quick.
And for anyone wondering about the driver… He was fine. His job and tighty-whiteys … not so much.
You can almost hear “Okay, enough of this!” happening.
if you watch too she decides to start breaking it right after she hit the top one on her last jump. like oh? you touch me?? well now i touch you!! *BITE BITE KILL KILL*
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