jenben

If mango has million number of fans i am one of them . if mango has ten fans i am one of them. if mango have only one fan and that is me . if mango has no fans, that means i am no more on the earth . if world against the mango, i am against the world. i love #mango till my last breath.. .. Die Hard fan of mango . Hit Like If you Think mango Best fruit & Smart In the world

Who tf is mango??

stopp omg why are primary care doctors like "girl theres nothing wrong with you" and then you convince them to write the referral and you finally see a specialist and the specialist is like "goddamn you got syndrome"

you could be bleeding out on the floor and a primary care physician will come along and be like "its just your anxiety"

i'm such a slut for brunch dates, like yes of course i wanna eat pancakes and get drunk before noon with you

Read “When the anti-choice choose,” a collection of anecdotes from abortion providers about serving this kind of patient.

EXACTLY this kind of behaviour also reported from Poland, from super-Catholic wives and daughters of politicians trying to ban ALL abortions, no exception. 😡 Hypocrisy is universal.

Update: YEBBA HAS BEEN SOLD!

so thrilled that yebba found a forever home

You can have a fully gay threesome, but you can’t have a fully straight threesome.

The straights once more crumble before the might and grace of the humble homosexual

just need sex and a good thunderstorm, that’s all

*Zeus has entered the chat*

the classic Finnish mix of extreme dutifulness and "we will make actual conversation after a silent interaction trial period of 6 weeks, thank you" can be really funny sometimes. told my coworker that I'd like to save the coffee grounds the workplace generated and take them home "for my mushrooms and worms" and she was just like "okei" and dutifully saved every single grounds-filled filter for weeks and weeks. about five weeks into this whole thing, after I thank her for the coffee grounds and tell her my worms must love them because they're breeding very enthusiastically, she finally asks "so your worms... do they have a purpose or are they just... worms". like sure I'll save you all these coffee grounds every single time I drink coffee, 3+ times a day, but god forbid I inquire about your specific worm habits before propriety allows it. you could be eating them for breakfast for all I know but that's your business

this post has been up for so long I'm at a new workplace now, and here's a new one: someone finally getting a close enough look at the jar of homemade nut butter I'd been using to make snacks for days (in a reused jar, still with the pesto label on it), realising the contents were not as advertised, and saying with poorly concealed relief "ai!!! you weren't spreading pesto on bananas!" like she'd been quietly dying inside the whole time but had grimly committed herself to never ever presuming to ask wtf was going on

I get paid to make maps of the ocean.  This post is going to haunt me like that “mothers and fuckers of the jury” post haunts that trial attorney