The Foreign Concept Of Studying

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Since I was told this was way too hard to read, I’m putting it here again in another format.

So again, short introduction to one of my favorite historical figures, Wu Zetian.

And again, credits to French artist Pénélope Bagieu (I only translated)

concrete: *cracks*

peter, thinking about his abandoned nintendogs: almost enough to lift the weight of my sins, yes

peter: *picks up the hulk, yeets him 700mph at a flock of aliens* ANGERY SHREK ATTACK

We were there, sixteen year old me and seventeen year old her, holding hands and window-shopping, minding our own business.

This Salvation Army shitheel gets aggro about it in the middle of the mall and I’m there totally flabbergasted cause like, it’s christmas

Only, 16!Tabi had even less composure than 26!Tabi, so I lost my fucking mind on her.

Thing is: when I’m really angry, I don’t rage, I go all cold and apparently that freaks people out, because I could see my gf backing up and the lady getting tense and then I realized that anger doesn’t solve problems.

So instead, I started wailing.

Picture this: 5’4, tiny, blonde haired high school girl with her little violin on her back and pearls in her ears just as PTA-approved as could be, full on sobbing in the hallway.

Just, sobbing like my dog’s been shot.

Now my gf’s like, “oh fuck” and the lady’s like “oh fuuuuck!” and I’m here, head thrown back, tears down my cheeks and in that shrill, distressed, /loud/ voice, “WHY WOULD YOU B-b-be so MEAN?! It’s CHRISTMAS!”

And the lady’s like “please stop Oh fuck” because now we have a crowd, and this Molly Weasley of a woman putters over, “what’s the matter, dear?”

And mall security’s coming and this bell ringer is looking very uncomfortable so I just look at this matronly ellen-watching suburban housewife lady, eyes wide and wet and my lip wobbling.

“I was, she s-said, s-s-she said I was going to HELL!”

And I burst right back into tears.

Maaaaaaaan, they didn’t even stick around to ask why she’d said it. Soon as I said it, Mall po-po bounced her like a fucking pogo stick.

We get outside and my girlfriend’s like “that is the most Slytherin thing I have ever seen anyone do.”

So yeah, they’re not just ‘homophobic’, they’re bigoted fucking murderers.

(Wikipedia article on her death conveniently (for SA) omits Salvation Army connection, linking only to expired articles from local newspapers)

SA claims that they didn’t turn her away, and accept all homeless people, except, it’s not like Jennifer Gale was only trans woman refused shelter by Salvation Army, making this denial appear to be worth less than bullshit:

https://thinkprogress.org/salvation-army-refuses-housing-shelter-to-transgender-woman-2660c79b4cd4#.bo53qrxf9

Anarcho-Theocracy - Each citizen is the high priest of their own personal god. Policy decisions are made through the formation of ac hoc pantheons and implemented via crowdsourced omens and miracles.

Electoral Ordination - Citizens vote for an enchanted woodland creature who then designates a human Chosen One to rule by divine right. The incumbent Golden Stag has taken the last three elections, though the Celestial Bear’s campaign is really picking up steam.

Torgism - Affairs of state are decided by interpreting the will of Torg, who lives in a cave and issues ten thousand edicts each day. As the meaning of most such edicts is obscure, creativity is often called for.

Promethean Succession - The kingdom’s greatest craftsmen compete to construct the next monarch. Every Spring, aspiring demiurges submit their creations to a tournament of physical and rhetorical prowess, with the winning creation securing the right to rule for the next year.

one of the few crossdressing ducks that didn’t make me break out in hives, on account of not having been forced to do it for emasculating reasons or anything, it’s just a practical solution to daisy having too many obligations since they look exactly, and i mean exactly the same

one of those obligations was manning a kissing booth for charity and donald punching a catcaller in the face escalates into guys just fucking lining up to get decked by a cute little duck

get on his fucking level, mickey