Something Smart. Also Intelligent. Probably. Maybe

The Ojibwe nailed it. Wawa is exactly the right name for a goose.

The mythical disabled person who is so disabled that everyone consistently supports and accommodates them without question is a straw man which only exists as a hypothetical for the political purpose of denying real disabled people care while still being able to argue that said care would be accessible to disabled people who "actually deserves it"

Hail Ibuprofen, full of grace, patron of the working woman, blessed art thou amongst otc meds and blessed is thy discoverer, Steward Adams. Pray for us now and in the hour of our migraine. Amen.

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So, thing I have learnt today is we didn't have ibuprofen til 1961! I'm so glad I didn't live in the past... For so many reasons... But definitely ibuprofen!

I love when people ask "how did you learn this skill?" I just started, there's no secret. that's it. a vast majority of the time the only thing holding you back is your trepidation to start.

Chat, is it considered “abusive roommate behavior” to release a raccoon into the living space after you have asked your roommate for months to please clean up their messes (they do not pay any of the mortgage)

asked one of my coworkers how she's doing today and she goes "could be better, could be worse," and another coworker nearby who was eavesdropping chimes in with "could be a lil bit o' alligator curse!" i have no idea what he meant by that but i do know that it has been immediately added to the lexicon.

I'm gonna get phthaloplasty. Oh yeah my shit's all gonna be a serene sea green, or perhaps a tidal blue

queer discourse final boss

one of my favorite lines from harrow the ninth is “love is a revenant” which comes from ianthe tridentarius of all people, who only TWO PAGES earlier also says “your fist is so big and my butthole is so small”

I’ll never forget the time my parents said they were going out for a few hours, and left my siblings and me at home by ourselves (ages 9-14), and instead of going nuts or just sitting around, we all rushed and did our hair and makeup and got dressed as fancy as we could; sister pulled out the wine glasses and grape juice and made an hors d'oeuvres platter, another googled how to play poker, pulled out chips from a different game, dimmed the lights, and we set up a fancy 4-person gambling den at the kitchen table and played until my parents said they were on their way back with dinner. Then we quickly picked everything up, washed our faces, changed back into our casual clothes, and pretended nothing ever happened. They never found out.

"hear me out" and it's a picture of the most fuckable building you've ever seen. c'mon now.

“hear me out” and it’s the fucking dildopolis

i flipping hate ao3's layout there's too many goddamn words

This websites hatemail game is insane

4. the character's fetish and i'm committed to portraying them with absolute accuracy

fool me once shame on you. fool me twice shame on me. fool me three times this has gotta be a sex thing for at least one of us