Fireflies photograph in trees with long time exposure.
He was right: I do not believe my eyes.
wait so technically vampires are vegetarians
op elaborate
blood is a non-meat animal product, like diary or eggs. that counts as vegetarian don't it
if a vampire only feeds on villagers it finds wandering around in a haunted forest or whatever, that counts as both eating local and free-range
#well. it counts as eating locals
new alignment chart made out of the Most Common Replies to this post:
- not vegetarian, blood counts as part of the meat
- not vegetarian bc you have to harm/kill the animal (human) to get it (not sure how these people think blood drives work???)
- maybe vegetarian but only if you don't kill the animal (human) to harvest the blood
- BLOOD IS VEGAN if the donor provides consent
an example, per se?
george forgets which neopronouns his partner uses. elaine starts dating a guy with her birthname, and discovers his birthname is elaine. jerry takes newman’s comment that he isnt “really” butch because he uses bath salts to heart. an ominous horoscope drives kramer to audition for rupaul’s drag race.
JERRY: Well, maybe it’s any pronouns.
GEORGE: No, Jerry, it’s not any pronouns! I’d know if it was any pronouns! If they used any pronouns, I would’ve defaulted to “she” by now!
JERRY: Yeah, you would have, wouldn’t you.
(LAUGH TRACK)
GEORGE: Look, Jerry, please, you gotta help me. They’re gonna be here in less than ten minutes, just ask them while I’m in the room. Ten seconds, over and done with. Please.
JERRY: You want me to ask for pronouns?
GEORGE: (FALLS UPON KNEES) JERRY I’M BEGGIN’ YOU!
JERRY: …Tell me I look butch.
GEORGE: WHAT?
JERRY: You heard me. Tell me. I look. Butch.
GEORGE: Jerry, I - I can’t -
JERRY: See, you hesitated! What is it? Is it the shirt, the hair -
GEORGE: Jerry please, we don’t have time for this!
JERRY: Ten seconds to ask your new partner what their pronouns are, and you can’t spare any time to tell me what about me passes as femme?
GEORGE: …The deodorant is a bit much, I mean, peach-scented deodorant -
JERRY: I KNEW it!
(KRAMER enters through the front door, dressed in nothing but a bra, flesh-colored leggings and a long, blonde wig)
KRAMER: Do either of you have any spirit gum? It’s kind of an emergency!
KRAMER: You know I hate to intrude, but uh, what kind of pronouns would you mind me using for you?
(Both JERRY and GEORGE turn discreetly to listen)
BRICK: Oh, thank you for asking! Any pronouns are fine!
GEORGE: AAAGH!
(GEORGE stumbles to the floor.)
ELAINE: So they broke up with you, huh?
GEORGE: She didn’t buy my story about fleeing a sudden fire.
JERRY: You’ve got to stop defaulting to she/her.
GEORGE: ANY PRONOUNS, JERRY! She/her is a perfectly valid pronoun! I could’ve had a she/her, a they/them, a xe/xir, Jerry I could’ve had it all.
ELAINE: Still, she/her for Brick? I wouldn’t have guessed, I mean, they were more butch than Jerry.
(JERRY drops his spoon in his diner soup. George and Elaine are unphased. Laugh track.)
GEORGE: So, your relationship is going SO great, huh? With Mr. Deadname?
ELAINE: Yeah, well, I’m probably gonna cut things off. I mean, I got rid of that name for a reason, yknow? Too much baggage.
JERRY: You’re jealous he was born an Elaine?
ELAINE: Look, I don’t see what’s so bad about being an Elaine! I mean, look at me, am I not the picture perfect Elaine? I was born to be Elaine. My parents didn’t know what they were THINKING not naming me Elaine, but does he care? No. Just tosses Elaine aside like an old sandwich.
GEORGE: An old sandwich?
ELAINE: Yeah, you’d toss that out, right?
GEORGE: How old?
ELAINE: I don’t know, a week?
(GEORGE sits in quiet thought)
JERRY: Maybe he’s thinking the same thing about you.
ELAINE: What do you mean?
JERRY: Well, maybe he’s been wracking his brain trying to figure out why you’d throw away a name as perfect as…
(ELAINE glares at JERRY)
JERRY: …You know.
ELAINE: No. There’s no way. With a name like that he’s lucky anyone is even interested.
GEORGE: They have a point-
ELAINE: Default back to she/her.
GEORGE: She has a point, Jerry. Not only can I not imagine Elaine’s parents picking a name like that, I can’t imagine being an adult and choosing that name. It wouldn’t be anybody’s deadname, it shouldn’t be anybody’s name. It’s just one prolonged mistake.
ELAINE: Better name than George.
(LAUGH TRACK)
JERRY: Maybe it’s the opposite.
ELAINE: What do you mean?
JERRY: Well, maybe he picked you up because he misses having Elaine in his life.
GEORGE: You don’t think he’s…?
JERRY: No, just likes the name. Maybe he realized he’s got some attachment to the name, but he doesn’t want it for himself.
ELAINE: …I could live with that.
(LAUGH TRACK, KRAMER enters in a torn green sequin dress, wig cap, smeared make up, and holding a blonde beehive wig under one arm.)
JERRY: How long did you last?
KRAMER: I didn’t even make it on. I got into a fight with Katya Zamolodchikova.
GEORGE: Over what?
(KRAMER makes some sort of KRAMER sounds and wild hand gestures, the others nod.)
(ELAINE’S BOYFRIEND enters)
JERRY: Oh, hey Blaine.
I want to dip honeyed autumn leaves into fog and swirl it like a candy stick. I want to drape cobwebs into my tea, I want to consume October, carry it with me.
The human body's response to HRT is actually admirable in the sheer indifference. Just pure I Don't Give A Shit, I Just Fucking Work Here compliance to the new instructions. You can get testosterone injected straight into your body and it doesn't even question where that shit came from, coming back from a coffee break and just going
"Okay, everything seems to be in ord- oh fuck now what? Oh huh. Alright fine. New orders came in, cancel the menstrual cycle. Dig up the genetic balding patterns from somewhere, I don't fucking know they're buried somewhere in the dna. I'm greenlighting the growing-hair-on-your-toes thing. Yeah just cancel the ongoing maintenance processes, new orders came in so this is apparently what we're doing now."
I found out last night that I’m about to have another nephew; one of my sisters is 8 months pregnant, and no one told me. I haven’t seen her in 7 years, and I don’t really know when - or if - I will again. I already have one nephew I barely know, and it makes me sad that he’s a stranger, that he’s 12 and I haven’t seen him since he was just shy of 8. Now I’m going to have another nephew and I don’t know that I’ll ever even meet the kid.
And it breaks my heart.
dnd spell: vicious mochrie - summons an enraged balding canadian to improv melee damage at your enemies (roll for comedic effect)
if you have a bag of holding you can give him two items to use as props.
Can he use Hoedown as a cantrip?
only if you’re fighting drew carey
When was Colin Mochrie in Game of Thrones
Probably in one of the 2015 sketches.
actually he was cast as stannis’s bald head double but that role was cut before production started :/
Planet Earth II (2016) Episode 03 “Jungles” Directed by Emma Napper
The red one… now I know where they got the inspiration for the egg in “Alien” 😱
The kids on TikTok think that just because he was a classic country singer, Johnny Cash was conservative??? My babies he covered a Nine Inch Nails song in his seventies.
Classic country singers (the majority of which came from poor roots) were always talking about how much The Man sucked because they were taking money from poor rural folk. You’re gonna tell me that’s conservative?? Get outta here.
And somehow on the opposite side of the scale with the same exact opinion the conservative kids say “I like the old country music, because there’s no politics to it” Woodie Guthrie’s got a “this machine kills fascists” sticker on his guitar? You think there’s no politics in 9 to 5 or Folsom Prison Blues?!
For anyone confused there was a sudden and dramatic shift in the country music genre. It used to be a genre fixated on the experiences of people. Lived or common experiences that resonated with the common people. It was music that you listened to and it thrummed in tune to your soul because you had lived it yourself. And a lot of that was about ordinary people getting ground up in the gears of society.
The hyper patriotism, beer, and trucks chimera we have now didn't show up until after 9/11 and the world is lesser for it
fuck you hostile architecture fuck you requiring proof of someone’s address fuck you removing benches fuck you street sweeps fuck you pay-to-unlock bathrooms fuck you anti-encampment laws fuck you parking meters fuck you homeless shelters/hostels that make you pay, that have a cap on the amount of personal belongings you can have, that have rampant unaddressed abuse fuck you anti-homeless laws fuck you police fuck you fuck everything that criminalises being homeless
ALT
I love that the pandemic actually definitively proved a lot of those "hard" questions for us. Masking up reduced cases of the flu to almost nonexistent numbers and we had zero flu deaths for a time. The welfare and social service and unemployment programs helped keep people living paycheck to paycheck out of poverty, and those stimulus checks some folks keep complaining about actually massively benefitted the common man and the economy. Individual personal travel was so extremely restricted on a global scale that we basically have concrete proof that individual restraint in terms of driving cars or travelling means absolutely nothing by comparison because the mass pollution is coming from the fisheries and the corporations with private jets and container ships. Working from home actually has massive benefits for a company like productivity boosts and better mental health of employees while also saving gas
and we're just. Willingly going back to how everything was before. We were shown how to do things better and the people in charge said "that's nice but we just want to get everything 'back to normal' :)"
we’re not willingly going back to how everything was before. we are being forced back into it by members of the ruling class who found out that making things better for almost everyone else made them feel bad.
supreme-leader-stoat