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Jubilation is the foundation of the city!

Telītum, la[dy of …]  —  Jubilation is the foundation of the city! […]  —  Jubilation is the foundation of the city! The pri[estess …]  —  Jubilation is the foundation of the city! The yo[ung men …]  —  Jubilation is the foundation of the city! The young wo[men …]  —  Jubilation is the foundation of the city! One person ca[me to her.]  —  Jubilation is the foundation of the city! “Come! Submit to m[e!”]  —  Jubilation is the foundation of the city! Then a second came to her.  —  Jubilation is the foundation of the city! “Come! Let me stroke your vulva!”  —  Jubilation is the foundation of the city! “Once I submit to you,”  —  Jubilation is the foundation of the city! “Assemble the young men of the city for me.”  —  Jubilation is the foundation of the city! “Let’s go to the shadow of the wall!”  —  Jubilation is the foundation of the city! Seven at her front, seven at her thighs.  —  Jubilation is the foundation of the city! Sixty and sixty keep climaxing in her genitals.  —  Jubilation is the foundation of the city! The young men wearied; Ishtar did not weary.  —  Jubilation is the foundation of the city! “Put (it) in the lovely vulva, men!” —  Jubilation is the foundation of the city! Even as the young woman said it,  —  Jubilation is the foundation of the city! The young men heard and submitted to her order.  —  Jubilation is the foundation of the city!

that kid lost his goddamn mind. It was the ACTUAL BEST. 

Cool fact about kids: they are small and dumb and they don’t know anything.

Like, for instance, their life experience gives them no reason to know that their toys are often based on actual things that exist.

It took him a while to realise the shuttle was even there because- protip about space shuttles: they are freaking huge. So like it didn’t even really register to him as an object? It was too big, it just seemed like the ceiling? But he saw the photos on the wall and he saw the gift shop and he was looking all around like “MY PLANE! MY PLANE!” because his toy “plane” was on every single thing. Models. Shirts. Mugs. Plushies. Books. This was a whole warehouse dedicated just to his plane, and that would have been amazing enough. Except, also, the actual life-size real has-been-to-space thing was there too. 

So eventually we got him to look up at the actual shuttle like, “yeah, look! There it is! It’s your plane, and it’s REALLY BIG” and when he finally took it in he literally screamed and I swear I thought for a second he was gonna die right there “IT’S BIG. MY PLANE MY PLANE MY PLANE” (looking at all the other people in the science center, pointing at a NASA space shuttle, shouting “MY PLANE!” like the actual proudest person in the world who just willed an entire spacecraft into existence).

I befriended a feral cat once who had spent her life in the forest without human interaction. I was worried about her because she had a paw damaged from an old injury and was emaciated but obviously nursing kittens that were hidden away somewhere. It took me weeks of putting out food and sitting across the yard every evening for her to trust me even a little and when she decided we were friends and she expected dinner every night she started coming to my door and trying to call for me in the evening, but she didn’t meow. Why would she? Cats only meow naturally as kittens when their vocal chords/ears aren’t fully developed, adult cats communicate with vocalizations that aren’t audible to humans. She probably tried making noises I couldn’t hear to call me but ended up sticking to the one I always responded to- a horrible yowling growl that she had made at me when we first encountered each other in the forest. Except once we were friends she would make this noise while purring and rubbing affectionately against a nearby tree or the porch railing (because she didn’t want to touch me yet). This understandably freaked my family members out but I was touched that she had taken the time to find a way to basically yell FUCK OFF in an affectionate way.

Fast forward to when she finally trusts me enough to bring her hidden kittens out of the forest to me, long story short I gained their trust and put them in this big pen, that I had previously used to keep chickens in, so they’d be safe and to keep her from having another litter. Except she was already secretly pregnant again! (Fix your pets, guys, they make SO many babies) and ended up having her new babies in this pen. I kept my distance, sitting on the outside once they were born until she seemed comfortable enough to let me come inside. The kittens were a bit wild, hissing viscously at me as soon as they opened their eyes, but they warmed up to me. There were four of them and soon they all wanted to be the center of attention during the twice daily play sessions. I’d be playing with one and another would meow insistently behind me and I’d immediately answer them and give them love, teaching them that humans could be friends that answer their needs- making them adoptable once they were weaned. Mama cat (Artie) would just watch me play with them, and I guess she was doing some thinking because one day when they were about a month old I was playing with them and one meowed behind me. I was confused because I hadn’t realized there was a kitten behind me and when I turned, there wasn’t. The only cat there was Artie looking at me really intensely. I turned back around to the kittens and I heard the meow again, I turned back to Artie and responded in the way I always did with the kittens “yes baby?” And she meowed again in an exact imitation of her kittens! After that she would.not.shut.up. It was like she had cracked some kind of code, meowing for attention and snacks and just to say hi. Her two older kittens, the ones she’d had in the forest, had never meowed at me either but started to once they saw how I responded to their mom. and I find it endlessly fascinating because before that it had never occurred to me that cats only meow at humans because they were taught by other cats to keep meowing past kittenhood because that’s the best way to get a human’s attention.

- i thought stuff like biggerson’s and gas-n-sip were real

- i thought stanford was a fictional school they created specifically for sam in spn

- i thought kia sorento was a person

- i thought ‘kill’ ‘gank’ and ‘waste’ were like. pretty much equally used because of how much dean uses them

- i thought motels was just what people in america called hotels. i thought they just replaced the ‘h’ by a ‘m’ for some reason. just for kicks. why not

- i didn’t know ‘vessel’ could mean anything else than. well possessed person i guess. and was deeply distraught when my teacher asked me what it meant, listen to me rant about it for two minutes then went ‘its just like. a boat’

- it took me a while to realize that hunter was not, as a matter of fact, specifically applied to monsters