thinking about that gambling addict who made the most sophisticated bomb the fbi had come across (at the time) and put it in a casino as revenge and the fbi couldn’t disarm it so they had to evacuate the area
fucking hate texting dracula i’ll send him a funny meme and he’ll call me to be like “i need to take a SCREAMshot on my HELL phone” like oh my god we get it youre scary
shoutout to paris hilton for not abandoning her ‘micropig’
when it turned out that it was a normal piggy who grew up to be a big fat fatty piggu
Actually that’s pretty standard size for a micro pig. Pigs are ENORMOUS, dude. The average pig on a farm is 7 feet long and over 700 lbs. A normal pig would be much bigger than Hilton.
EDIT: This is a photo of the world’s smallest recognized breed of pig, the kune kune. I’m sorry cartoons lied to you all.
This is the pot bellied pig, another famous “small” breed.
This is your average adult pig.
Big ole’ pigs.
Wild boars can feed people for a very long time! I believe this one was 1800 lbs. (largest piggy ever was about 1,984 lbs)
I NOW KNOW WHY WILD BOARS WERE SO DANGEROUS IN THE DARK AGES HOLY SHIT; RICHARD III I TAKE BACK ALL THE TRASH I TALKED ABOUT YOUR HOUSE CREST GOOD GOD THAT’S TERRIFYING.
holy fucking shit I knew they were big but that’s like the size of a fucking CAR.
And pigs are actually smarter than a lot of other farm animals. They’ll figure out how to break out of gates with locks that other animals can’t figure out.
shoutout to paris hilton for not abandoning her ‘micropig’
when it turned out that it was a normal piggy who grew up to be a big fat fatty piggu
Actually that’s pretty standard size for a micro pig. Pigs are ENORMOUS, dude. The average pig on a farm is 7 feet long and over 700 lbs. A normal pig would be much bigger than Hilton.
EDIT: This is a photo of the world’s smallest recognized breed of pig, the kune kune. I’m sorry cartoons lied to you all.
This is the pot bellied pig, another famous “small” breed.
This is your average adult pig.
Big ole’ pigs.
Wild boars can feed people for a very long time! I believe this one was 1800 lbs. (largest piggy ever was about 1,984 lbs)
I NOW KNOW WHY WILD BOARS WERE SO DANGEROUS IN THE DARK AGES HOLY SHIT; RICHARD III I TAKE BACK ALL THE TRASH I TALKED ABOUT YOUR HOUSE CREST GOOD GOD THAT’S TERRIFYING.
holy fucking shit I knew they were big but that’s like the size of a fucking CAR.
And pigs are actually smarter than a lot of other farm animals. They’ll figure out how to break out of gates with locks that other animals can’t figure out.
I still think that the point of BDSM is to play out scenarios that would be morally infeasible to enact outside the trappings of fiction. erotic literature can be that as well. so erotic literature that’s “about” BDSM and treats BDSM itself as the taboo and the affirmations of consent and safe words and aftercare as The Sexy Part are jerking it to the cave wall shadows
writing an erotica about a girl reading an erotica about a bdsm scene about a girl being kidnapped and forced to write an erotica about a girl reading ad infinitum
grief is so crazy like what if i forget what her laugh sounds like. does she know i loved her. i miss her so much. i catch myself doing things she used to do. i wish i could call her. i miss her so much. i do a crossword puzzle. i cry while washing the dishes. does she know i loved her? my heart feels like a hummingbird. i miss her so much. what if i forget what her laugh sounds like. what if i forget.
i talked ab this feeling in therapy yday and my therapist asked me, “would it really be so bad if your memories changed? if they softened and faded or looked different over time? why does that frighten you so much?” and i said, “i don’t want the love to disappear.” and she looked at me for a long moment and then she said, “it won’t. it doesn’t work that way. even if the memories soften or change, it doesn’t mean the love does. that love keeps going backward in time, forever, because you love her still. all is not lost.” i just thought i would share that in case it resonated w anyone else too.
had a dream i lost a silver necklace and i get a text from this guy asking if its valuable and I reply no, just sentimental, and he replies back to me with a video of him giving the necklace to a large scarab who immediately buried it in the desert
I reblogged this a few days ago, and then yesterday someone in my family had a baby, so I was talking to my mom about it. And the convo turned into her sharing little pregnancy facts with me. Like how babies get oxygen and nutrients while in the womb.
Which led to her saying, “but that’s also why, if you drink alcohol, the baby is drinking it too. If you do drugs, the baby is doing them too.”
And I thought of this picture. And I said “when you light up, so does he.” And my mom said “yes”
and I said “hell yeah white baby.”
and then I had to apologize to my mom for saying “hell yeah white baby.”
yknow one quite common response i get to my critiques of the fantasy genre’s ‘evil race’ trope is that, yknow, people want to play games that offer a guilt-free violent power fantasy without any moral complexity. but, like–this is also the core reasoning that makes a lot of pulpy throwback nazi-punching media work, and you never see wolfenstein insisting that germans are biologically evil in order to make that work
I approve of powerscaling discourse only in utterly senseless contexts. I don’t give a shit about which shōnen protagonists could beat up which other shōnen protagonists, but I will 100% read your five thousand word essay exploring the subtle nuances of establishing a tiered ranking of the Smurfs.
i like when kids get to that age when they start wishing death and pain and violence upon toddlers tv characters. like most people know the songs about killing barney the dinosaur but i also have vague memories of me and my classmates roleplaying drowning peppa pig. my younger cousin showed me a drawing of the teletubbies being ground up into tubby custard and i didnt even blink like yep. that age huh. the age of indescribable violence. been there buddy.
Sometimes you have to take a step back and remember that same-sex marriage has only been legal in America for ten years.
I know that it seems like it’s been this way forever, but when they were leaving it up to the states and Indiana legalized it for a whole 24 hours before Mike Pence got wise to it- me and a bunch of strangers ran around the city hall block with a rainbow flag because we were so happy. People were getting married on the spot because they’d been waiting so long and we didn’t know if the ruling was going to stick.
It’s wild to think about how much has changed just in my lifetime. Sodomy was a crime until 2003. Don’t Ask Don’t Tell was both enacted and repealed in my life.
The processes are slower than we want, but in retrospect- a lot has changed since the 90s.
Text: decoupling pregnancy from femininity means accurate and more inclusive language and treatment, but it also allows cis women to refuse motherhood without refusing womanhood, which is great for feminism and terrifying for misogyny.
–THIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIS. As a sterile cis woman who doesn’t want to have children anyway I feel this is every ounce of my being. “Define woman” types tend to do so in a way that excludes me too, so I got to stand with my trans sisters.
Your periodic reminder that “divine feminine” this “magic womb” that is just patriarchy in gauze and glitter. REJECT THE BOX even when it has a makeover.
the ability to see more beauty in the world is a skill. the more beauty you see, the more comes to you, the more you create yourself. so much of the disempowerment people feel is because they are trained to see the ugly and negative in everything. you have to unpick your mind from the lure of negativity and train yourself to find beauty. if you want a beautiful life, it starts with learning to find the beauty everywhere.
Listen, I’m having fun playing with the ultra patriotic voice, but after a couple years in blue-collar landscaping jobs, you really do need to phrase things like that.
“I’m pretty sure that fella ain’t here legally.”
“Well, that ain’t your business Chip, it’s his.”
They hate being preached to. If you pull out words like ‘gender wage gap’ they’ll tell you you’re brainwashed by the far left media.
which toe is the star of the foot? if you think it’s the big toe, you’re a showboating creep. if you think it’s the pinky you’re a grovelling pest. and if you think it’s any of the three middle ones you’re a paper-thin contrarian. no substance, no intellect. you’re disgusting
Moving from Texas to Washington and being surrounded by so many queer resources has made me realize how much I’ve lost without a community of people who are just like me right outside my door
Specifically I moved to save my life
It took every ounce of my money
90% of my sanity and I will be feeling the effects of that hasty escape perhaps for the rest of my life due to what I had to do to achieve this
But I’d do it again if I had to.
What the fuck do you MEAN they’re’s a newspaper for queer people here that’s been running for over 50 years
What do you mean there are THIS MANY trans history books
Under the “has cleared its orbital neighborhood” and “fuses hydrogen into helium” definitions, thanks to human activities Earth technically no longer qualifies as a planet but DOES count as a star.
Would like to formally apologize to the animation team behind the OG scooby doo. I thought this shit was just cheap animation, they really did just dance like that back then.
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