Omg, you merely bought new coat and scarf, no need to be this sassy.
Today is one of these days
it’s probably been done but I couldn’t resist so[x]
IT’S HANNI AND DOGGIES TOGETHER
I’m sorry but can we discuss that ridiculous shirt?
Baby fell out of the tree. She couldn’t fly very well in the wind, so I picked her up and put her back in her nest :)
Hoorah! PUT BABY BIRDS BACK IN THE NEST GUYS and if you can’t reach the nest but you can see it and the parents are hanging around, you can make a little makeshift nest. THE PARENTS WILL STILL CARE FOR IT the idea that they’ll smell you and reject it is a myth started by people who didn’t want their kids handling wild animals.
Just a quick reiteration of a spring/summertime psa.
That myth is all the more ridiculous once you realize that birds have terrible senses of smell
I’m so happy that someone other than me knows the whole smell and mother birds thing is fake, you guys, think about how many people believe in that myth and have let baby birds die…
- That nudity is inherently sexual
- That people should be judged for their personal decisions
- That yelling solves problems
- That they are too young to be talking about the things they’re already starting to ask questions about
- That age correlates to importance
- That interacting with someone of the opposite sex is inherently romantic
- That the default for someone is straight and cisgender
There aren’t any
At least, simply for the aspect of being trans. If any trans person, male, female, or nonbinary, is being a jerk to you, you are 100% allowed to dislike them. Don’t feel obligated to like someone because they are trans, but do not invalidate their gender simply because you dislike them.
The Most Haunted Objects of All Time - The Cursed “Chair of Death” Kills All Who Sit in It
In 1702, a convicted murderer named Thomas Busby was about to be hanged for his crimes. His last request was to have his final meal served at his favorite pub in Thirsk, England. He finished his meal, stood up, and said, “May sudden death come to anyone who dare sit in my chair.”
The chair remained in the pub for centuries, and patrons would often dare one another to sit in the cursed seat. During World War II, airmen from a nearby base frequented the pub, and locals noticed that the soldiers who sat in the chair would never return from war.
In 1967, two Royal Air Force pilots sat in the chair, only to crash their truck into a tree just after they left. In 1970, a mason tested his fate in the hot seat, only to die that same afternoon by falling into a hole at his job site. A year after that, a roofer who sat in it died after the roof he was working on collapsed. When the pub’s cleaning lady tripped and fell into the chair, she died shortly afterwards from a brain tumor.
This list goes on, and finally the pub owner moved the chair into the basement. Unfortunately, even in storage the chair claimed another victim. After a delivery man took a quick rest while unloading packages in the store room, he was killed in a car accident that same day.
Eventually, the pub owner donated the chair to the local museum in 1972. The museum displays the chair by hanging it five feet in the air so that no one can possibly sit in it by mistake again. Fortunately, no one has sat in the chair since.
I WANT A TRUE HORROR MOVIE WHERE ALL THE CHARACTERS ARE INTELLIGENT AND DO ALL THE RIGHT THINGS AND TAKE ALL THE PROPER PRECAUTIONS BUT STILL WIND UP GETTING KILLED BY THE ANTAGONIST
NOTHING IS SCARIER THAN DOING EVERYTHING YOU CAN IN VAIN AND STARING IN THE FACE OF FUTILITY
(plus I would like not to yell at the characters for being dumb for once)