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what a wholesome post

holy shit

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who would win in a fight: an army of lush employees vs an army of bath and body works employees??? discuss

lush employees, who are more adept at guerrilla warfare and fabian tactics. bath and body works employees rely too much on pitched battle and are not equipped well enough for prolonged conflict

I disagree with some of that, I feel as though the Bath and Body Works employees are pretty well trained in the art of handling an all out attack. Their defenses are high and well coordinated. Remember, they deal with white moms on the daily, whereas I feel that Lush employees are more used to dealing with a younger generation of customers.I feel as though they’d be equally matched but in the end I feel with the advancement in technology that Lush possesses over Bath and Body Works in terms of sheer amount that they sell, ultimately Lush wins, but not without heavy casualties.

All true, but everyone is forgetting Bath and Body Works employees have extreme training dealing with the hell on Earth that is Semi Annual Sale. Have you ever seen someone come between a white woman in her 40s and Vanilla Bean Noel at 75% off? Bath and Body Works employees have and still live to tell their stories

I think terrain is an important consideration? Lush employees are better at straight melee since they’re used to fighting in close quarters, whereas B&BW employees have more experience in moving through wider terrain and using ranged attacks.

this is the kind of discourse I want on my dash

My wife: “All the B&BW folks would have to do is throw a few water balloons into a Lush store and it would be all over.”

All I can think about is how much she looks like a suburban real estate agent.

TWO MONTHS LEFT OF THE 2010S HOW ARE WE FEELING

It is a lovely morning in the village of Omashu and you are a horrible goose. A fine vendor is merely attempting to sell his cabbages,

whats worse than a disney gay??

Two Disney gays who are a couple

and are in an open relationship in Anaheim CA. 

Gonna be honest I have a very vague understanding of what a 7 year old is. I know it’s a child. But what grade they’d be in, how much they would know about like, i dont know, science, or like, how big they would be. I have no idea. I have no idea what a 7 year old is. 

you know what that means yall, gotta go dive into a hole in a mountain this year or never

IT’S GETTING CLOSE TO THE END

I want a home mostly just to welcome people into it. There will be bowls of candy for guests, and the cookie jar is full. I’ll always say “I was just about to make a coffee/tea/cocoa, would you like one?” when somebody walks in. There’s lemonade and iced tea made fresh on hot days. Once it hits That Hour and they start saying they really should be going, I’ll remind them that the futon is always open, and I’m making cinnamon rolls tomorrow. There’s champagne and sparkling juice hidden on a high shelf just in case somebody announces their engagement or their pregnancy or their new job while they’re here. There is an extra chair in the living room, at the table, and on the deck, and it’s for you. I want to be able to say “if you’re ever in trouble, come to me.”