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Hey, Ohio! Vote NO on Issue 1 August 8th if you believe 1 person = 1 vote. Y'know, the way democracy works.
The deadline to be registered to vote this election is July 10th -- 5 days!!!
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“Okay. I can do that.” Pulling up a chair, the Soldier sat, gazing at the massive mountain of boredom that adorned his husband’s desk. Yuck. This wasn’t fun at all and it was going to take absolutely forever. They could be blowing things up. Or flying through the air. Or playing with their dog and cat and raccoon. Or anything else. Latrine duty was more interesting than this. So was KP duty, or at least Jane assumed. He usually wasn’t allowed to help cooking. For biohazard reasons, apparently. “You know. You could just take that stack and stick it on someone else’s desk.” On one hand, he wasn’t one to advocate for shirking one’s duty, but it seemed like Abel always got stuck with all of the stupid paperwork. It was annoying and not fair.
Abel? That's a lot of paperwork. You want me to help? Just tell me what I need to do. :) THE SOONER WE GET THIS DUMB PAPERWORK OUT OF THE WAY THE SOONER WE CAN DO SOMETHING FUN. THAT IS NOT PAPERWORK.
Abelärd gave a soft little laugh as he patted a particularly thick stack, threatening to fall over. "Unfortunately... I do not know how much you can help, liebe. This," he ran a finger down the edges of the papers, "is all medical based. Unless you want to talk to me while I work. That might make the process go faster."
And keep him awake. Two cups of tea in, and he was exhausted.
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Redraw of a simpsons scene
Soldier's the type of guy to get his arms stuck in two vending machines. Raccoon type behavior.
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“Sweet Jesus.” It was a muttered exclamation, but one said with a giant grin as he watched his husband comandeer the popsicle. On the other side of things, he could see what a tease he must have been. Effective. Growling softly, he tugged the German close. “Christ, Abel. You’re this close to making me want to forget about the damn fireworks. I wanted to talk to you about something too, but damnit, that can wait too, I think.”
"Hey, babe." Casually leaning in the doorframe. Sucking on a bomb pop. Happy 4th of July indeed.
Abelärd gives a tiny little cough and a clearing of the throat, but nothing can hide the coloring to his cheeks or the tiny upturn of his lips, betraying a smile.
"Happy 4th. Fireworks, as usual?"
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Old Glory
Fight for freedom in the skies, with this classic pilot jacket for Soldier!
Type: Cosmetic/Misc
Class: Soldier
Paintable: Yes
Accepted in game: No
This cosmetic was made by Steam users Texman, JRPRAS and dobrapozitiva. Posted on November 6th 2022, you can vote for this here!
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blusollyjd · 1 year
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The Big One
Booms filled the air and colored sparks rained down dazzlingly. Jane grinned- one of his better displays if he said so himself. But he was running out of the small fry. Even his bigger rockets couldn’t compare to the mortar he was given. And the Soldier couldn’t stop grinning at it. He could barely contain himself. This was going to be the most outstanding finale he’d ever done. He’d have to make Rasturn a medal if this went off as planned. Tucking the gigantic rocket under one arm, he jogged over near the RED base. He found the patch Rast had suggested and set everything up. Tested the wind. It’d be no good if the infirmary got set on fire. Nope, everything seemed kosher. He lit the fuse. Jogged back. The rocket flew up into the air- probably whizzing past a certain grouchy raven of a Medic’s window- and burst overhead. The bloom was gigantic, golden sparks seen for miles and miles away. The kaboom? Probably wasn’t a single window in Coldfront that wasn’t left rattling in its frame. It sounded like the sky was splitting in two. Jane was left with a dropped jaw and wide eyes. “...magnificent...”
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Happy 4th of July!! :) #merica #usa #fireworks
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#fireworks #july4th #4thofJuly #HappyBirthdayAmerica
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"I will give you every medal I have not to do what I know you are going to do. I just got my dogs settled from Memorial Day and somezhing called Canada Day. I am begging you," Max pleaded, grasping Jane's lapels. "Or at least kill me so zhe noise stops."
AS TEMPTING AS THAT IS? :pushes back, straightens lapels. GIANT craggy grin.: WHATEVER IT IS YOU THINK I AM GOING TO DO? I WILL NOW DO IT TWICE.
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OKAY. BUT IM GONNA SET OFF THE FIREWORKS SOON. YOU SHOULD WATCH. THE FINALE IS GOING TO BE ESPECIALLY GLORIOUS.
ALDO. GUESS WHAT DAY IT IS. >:D
No.
I am shoving wads of cotton in my ears.
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I AM. SO MUCH. EVERY DAY. :)
ALDO. GUESS WHAT DAY IT IS. >:D
No.
I am shoving wads of cotton in my ears.
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