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Did you know that many gastropods can create a pearl, including terrestrial snails? The difference is nacre which is only found in some species of mollusks and which which gives pearls their beautiful shine. Terrestrial snails occasionally produce very small translucent white pearls which are usually lost. One non-nacre secreting sea snail, the melo melo, produces gorgeous pearls that are extremely prized and rare.

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>two parts oatmeal one part milk

that shit goes down smooth as silk

>two parts oatmeal one part rice

kinda weird but could be nice

>two parts oatmeal one part stew

now it's getting hard to chew

>two parts oatmeal one part mole

um no thanks i'm really full

>two parts oatmeal one part mouse

what the fuck dude leave my house

>two parts oatmeal one part arm

where'd that come from who'd you harm

>two parts oatmeal one part ned

who is that oh god he's dead

>two parts oatmeal one part gourd

oh fuck yeah i'm back onboard!

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Deploying unit

(via)

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what do I have to do to go to events where people are dressed nicely and there are plates of free cheese cubes

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I still think the most devastating enshittification I've ever seen has been picrew. One of the few dress-up game websites left that's not flash-based and it's become DRENCHED in ads. You can't open the home screen without being blasted by at least three or four ads. You can't open two picrews in a row without watching a video ad first. When you have a picrew open the ads cover up the different options and sometimes even stack on each other so you have to hit like 2 or 3 different x buttons to get it to go away, only for more to appear seconds later. Evil world

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Feelings tonight

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First thing you see after you zoom in is how you die

How you dying 👀

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How Mark wrote Elena Furan: Generic "sure does exist", dies because Nero proposes at exactly the right moment to dodge a bullet .

How I would have written Elena Furan: Well first off this is a supervillain book series, the Furans-as-antagonists should technically be on the super"hero" side of things. Elena should have been dispatched to infiltrate G.L.O.V.E by Anastasia. She's supposed to stay mid-level and inconspicuous but decides to make a play at getting close to Nero to Prove A Point. He falls for her, blah blah blah. Anastasia is like. "...okay fine, since you've done it, we might as well use it, Bring Him In."

Elena: ...No, actually, don't think I will. I like the version of myself I am in GLOVE too much to give her up and also, Crime Is Fun. *hangs up on her sister/[former] boss*.

(at some point relatively soon after this its' revealed that Nero's known about the Furan connection the whole time but he held off doing anything about it because he a) was bored, and b) recognises a kindred spirit when he sees one and was pretty sure Elena would flip to his side. And that, dear readers, is when *Elena* properly falls for *Max*)

Elena's pregnancy is. hm. definately accidental. She's not a babies person. But a kid...she doesn't mind the idea of like, a five year old or above, and she's seen Max go gooey eyed over the inevitable photo-passing whenever a henchman comes back from parental leave, so as long as he's happy to be the one staying at evil lair with junior while she's out stealing the crown jewels...

Anyway, she wants a big hurrah before her career in villainy has to temporarily go on pause so she tells Number One she's got intel on the Furans and their facilities and a plan to steal a load of their crap. Number One approves of this, especially the bit where Elena reckons she can pull it off in a little under three months.

The scheme is presented to Nero as a fait acomplice. Nero does not like it. This is nothing to do with the fact that Elena is pregant and everything to do with the fact that under three months is a rush job. It would need six months, minimum, to work out a way of getting in and out without anyone being the wiser. Elena thinks that he's over complicating things. The theft doesn't need to stay concealed for months afterwards, it just needs to stay concealed for about thirty seconds longer than it takes the team to get out the door.

And it all goes brilliantly, right until it doesn't. Details aren't important. There's an explosion or two. Everyone except Elena gets out-

Plans to get back in and rescue her are being drafted when, a few days later, the news reports the body of a young woman being found at a building site. Elena's face flashes up on screen. A GLOVE operative on the local police force cross references the Jane Doe with GLOVE's database and confirms the match with Elena Furan.

(Nero's wrath is apocalyptic but this isn't about his feelings right now)

Anyway, having successfully faked her sister's death Anastasia monologues about how she's going to return to the fold or ELSE. Elena hems and haws and at length relents enough to say she'll consider things... if she's able to give birth to her child in that nice old apartment of hers back in Moscow, as opposed to the dungeon she's currently in.

Anastasia, assuming that a child will make her baby sister easier to control: sure! :D

Elena, absconding with three month old Natalya Maxsimilla Elenovya: lol by bitch.

*dissapears, aka lies low with an old lady who hovers about the fringes of the russian underworld- a contact/informant from her pre-GLOVE days her siblings never thought once about let alone twice.*

Elena is aware, because Anastasia gloated about it often enough, that Max thinks she's dead. Reaching out is therefore going to have to happen very carefully. She doesn't know what channels her siblings will be monitoring and she also doesn't want some overzealous GLOVE underling murdering her as an imposter without bothering to run her past someone who actually knows her first, thanks very much. So she's tentative, takes her time- she's also got an infant to manage, remember, and-

(A little over a year later, she puts herself between her favourite food vendor and the gang of youths attempting to rob him. One of the last thugs standing takes a swing at her with his bat, more panicked than anything else, and catches her head at just the wrong angle--)

(Little Natalya is raised by her "grandmother", who teaches her important things like "pickpocketing" and "lockpicking" and "fraud", until the old lady dies. After that she's on her own, until the Furans find her).

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Love a character who is neither trustworthy nor untrustworthy but another secret third thing.

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Hey guys something fucking bad happened

KOSA/the kids online safety act has been reintroduced into legislature after it passed Senate last year and then got snubbed. It is not unlike the bill that just passed in the UK a few weeks ago. If you don't want what happened in the UK to happen here, now would be a good time to vocally oppose it.

Here is a petition that can be signed by Americans. Attached to the petition is an easy tool that allows you to call and leave messages for your representatives. I have already done so. You can also email your representatives by searching for their name, most have message submission boards as well. This thing died once, it can die again.

Please sign/share the petition and contact your representatives.

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whichever ad exec at Geico came up with the phrasing "up to 15% or more" needs some kind of award for concocting one of the most meaningless strings of words in the English language. all it guarantees is that the number is either lower or higher than 15%, inclusive. up to 15%... or more. a bladeless knife with no handle.

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bitch this is all you’re gonna get. this life, this face, this body. you better not ‘maybe in another universe’ your way out of everything. sit your ass down and face this. go make tea and have a picnic and read a goddamn book. kiss your loved ones, send that damn text, and hug your siblings. this is all you’re gonna get.

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where me and the mutuals work

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Large Frogmouth (Batrachostomus auritus), parent with chick, family Podargidae, order Podargiformes, Malaysia

photograph by Yfang Lim

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