Hm. Is this anything.

as there seems to be a lot of concern (because this post just went...bananas somehow...) on if one needs a tank for any aquatic soul animals the answer is no. Basically your new companion can in fact just...gain energy from your soul connection. Also the aquatic leaning ones can sort of "swim" through the air like it's water. They are magical-ish. So no worries about tanks or appropriate climates.

One cool part of this feature is however that just as they can maintain themselves in your environment...you can do so in theirs. Where in the ocean your orca can go...you can go. It's magic! Don't worry so much. XD

I remain surprised that with a wheel presently at like....600+ animals so many people keep getting tigers...

Also the range of reactions for some of the dogs and rodents from delight to "meh" 🤭

Find out your companion here *jazz hands*

Do you love them? Do you hate them?

REST IN PEACE, DOLLY PARTON

Ok, first of all assume the worst and assume she needs the max amount of tampons possible for all days. Now lets count it up.

7 days? Better be safe and make it 10.

3 tampons a day at worst? Better be safe and make it 5.

So that gives us 50 tampons. Ok. Double it.

And that’s how you get 100.

It took Haiti over a hundred years to pay that ransom and it's difficult to explain just how badly that fucked up their entire development, especially since France also demanded a 50% discount on everything they bought from Haiti just to make it harder. Like! No wonder they're impoverished!

i thought, 'oh i will post that.'

but then i thought to myself that the phrase felt so natural, had come to me with such ease, that perhaps it was already a tumblr post. so i searched to be sure:

Looking at the search results, and finding no such post exists, I was forced to reflect upon the fact that the phrase 'my life as a teenage milkfly' had felt so natural that i thought, surely, i'd seen it somewhere before.

finally, as i opened a new post to tell you all of that, it occurred to me that i've never even heard of a milkfly at all. so i texted my bug-obsessed boyfriend.

and folks,