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today we post everett true

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Embrace your divine feminine energy by taking part in traditional women's hobbies & interests like experimenting with radioactive materials, developing mathematics, programming computers, piloting aircraft and practicing marksmanship.

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Its currently 33°C in Sweden, which is really fucking hot and people are struggling, AND OF COURSE American / Australian fuckers have to chime in like ROFL YOU THINK THAT'S HOT???? MY CUNT IS LITERALLY ON FIRE AS WE SPEAK NOW THAT'S HOT HA HA HA

Like YEAH? You're used to the heat? It's a NORDIC COUNTRY, WE'RE NOT USED TO TEMPERATURES OVER 20-23°C DURING THE SUMMER??? actually fuck off I hate you all.

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If a girl is to do the same superman thing where he takes off his disguise, we just look pervy. Not the same effect

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this episode is why people call it hatecrimes m.d

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http://bunnisaurus-rex.tumblr.com/post/58346585686/cupid-licking-my-hand

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Investigator Pistachio stands in my foyer. Ever since I inherited that nut plantation on the edge of town, the local cops have been up in my business. No doubt sent by my competition, who probably were the ones who rubbed out my beloved great uncle, whatever his name was.

"We got a hot tip that you might be growing peanuts," sneered Pistachio, so obviously in on the joke that he might as well be winking at me as he delivered his mustache-twirling threat. "You know those things are legumes. You're not cleared for that in this sector."

Of course I knew. Everyone knew. Back in elementary school, during the weekly peanut-facts classes, they drilled it into you. Some of the kids resisted. How could it be true, if they had "nut" right in the name? They suffered on the standardized provincial tests for peanut knowledge, I'll tell you that much. Like 30% of your grade. One of the kids who stood on principle, well, I saw him the other day working at the gas station. He seemed to be doing quite well for himself, and had a lovely family waiting at home.

My mind raced. Peanuts, here? I had not seen every square inch of the property, it's true. How could it be possible? My great uncle had only popped his clogs a few short months ago, and most of the time since then had been tied up in probate court. Even once I got the keys to the place, well, I spent almost all of those hours doing doughnuts on the lawn using his ancient Massey-Ferguson. Those old tractors can really get after it. Certainly, if there were peanuts, I hadn't planted them, but such a statement wouldn't pass muster with the cop apparatus bearing down upon me.

We walked out into the fields. Pistachio vectored towards a distant corner, near the highway, as if he knew exactly what he expected to find there.

"You know," I started talking to make conversation, "pistachios aren't really nuts, either. They're some kind of fucked-up seed."

My elementary-school bullying experience had paid off. He rose to the occasion, needled by hearing the same jokes he had been the victim of his entire professional career.

"Culinary nuts are still considered nuts, even if they aren't true biological nuts," spat the crooked cop.

I clicked off the tape recorder. I had what I came for.

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interview with angelocaris

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If anyone wants to know what a leopard seal sounds like 🦷🩸

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in the chillest possible way,

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Just one day out sends me to bed for three days of recovery.

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Can you imagine reading All Systems Red after watching the TV show and being a huge fan of Gurathin? You’d be like wait, where is he? Why isn’t he talking about eyes on stalks or being revealed as a former Corporation Rim spy? Where is he? He didn’t get shot in the leg? WHAT DO YOU MEAN THERE’S NO WHY CAN’T YOU LOVE ME BACK SCENE?

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