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Kind of hilarious to me how poorly the title "Mob Psycho 100" localized to English-speaking areas. To someone whose first language is English, it scans as:

Mob (Yakuza, Mafia)

Psycho (violent person with "crazy" behaviors)

Thus: a particularly violent member of organized crime.

But in Japanese it scans as:

Mob (background characters in crowd scenes in manga or anime)

Psycho (short for psychic)

Thus: a psychic who looks/acts like someone you'd never pick out of a crowd scene in a comic.

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look at this photo i took of my cat its really important

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“jesus died for you” well i didn’t ask him to do that and my therapist says i am not responsible for other peoples actions

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just had chicken tamales the meat was cooked so long slow n low i accidentally bit into a whole bone and kept chewing

shit didn't splinter at ALL it just chewed down to a mouthful of marrow

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The way stores get caught lying all the fucking time about fruits and vegetables…

Carrefour says that the dates come from Algeria. Except Algeria doesn’t produce Medjoul dates (we make Deglet Noor) so it is impossible that these dates come from Algeria. You know who export Medjoul dates to France? Morocco and “Israel”. Mainly “Israel”. So once again a French store is caught lying to avoid the boycott and to support the occupation of Palestine and the genocide of Palestinians without consequences.

(Reminder that Carrefour is a target of BDS so we’re boycotting regardless of their lies)

Again caught lying. This time it’s Auchan. The poster with the price says the avocados come from Portugal except the box says “Israel”.

In the video this time in Lidl you can see that the store says the avocados are from Columbia. Except at the person show it on the video the tag says “Origin: Israel”

Regarding avocados especially they lie all the fucking time. I actually stopped buying them because of the constant lies and because even in other countries it’s often produced at the expense of the local population using too much water to satisfy the needs of the West.

Either way I would suggest being super careful look at the box and tags not just what the store tells you. And if you live in France know that this is illegal and you can report all those instances to the DGCCRF (here). If you live elsewhere I suggest looking for the legislation and reporting those lies if you can.

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the fact that op turned off rbs is very very funny to me. anyway i want this post on my blog too.

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learning that apparently several hundred people have been pronouncing 'miette' as 'mighty' has actively worsened my day

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Wearing character shirts when you have breasts

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What the frinx is a dog???

Headcanon: dogs are super confusing to non-humans

Nog has no idea what a dog is, really. Sure, he’s seen dogs before, but what are they?

Every time he and his squadmates venture off campus, they seem to encounter one, and they never look the same. Two days ago there was the poofy brown one that was less than half a meter tall, but last week there was the one with flat hair that was taller than him when it stood up and put its front feet on his shoulders.

He’s not sure if other offworlders feel the same way he does, but all the human cadets are extremely nonchalant about dogs. They can recognize a dog no matter how strange it looks, whether it’s small enough to fit in a shoulder bag or nearly large enough to be ridden; whether its ears are pricked, upright triangles or long, drooping flaps; whether it has a spiral-liked, curled-over tail or none at all.

They can even identify what type of dog it is, and he’s heard them use dozens of names to refer to them when he’s just struggling to realize it’s a dog at all. He tried asking why there were so many kinds, only to be inundated by explanations of what dogs could do even if they don’t actually do those things most of the time any more.

Every time Nog comes up with a new rule in his head for How To Tell If It’s A Dog, some new kind of dog comes along and breaks it. At first it had seemed easy; dogs love people and will greet any stranger, he’d concluded. But then there had been that sort of cream colored one with the pointed-up ears who had refused to dignify he and his friends with any attention despite the cajoling voice Daniels used that dogs usually responded to eagerly.

He had amended his ideas about dogs accordingly to allow for aloofness of certain individuals (or types??), and thought he was beginning to understand until he met the woman at Golden Gate Park with the tiny cha-wa-wa and the massive sane burnart, who she revealed was mistakenly pregnant by the miniature fellow at her side. Nog had been rendered speechless at the impossibility of such a vastly dissimilar pairing resulting in viable offspring, though he was somewhat heartened at seeing the little guy get the girl (until the woman mentioned that he’d shortly after been “fixed” [and what fixed meant]).

Dogs have different colors and markings and faces and bodies and ears and tails and behaviors and Nog can’t make any sense of what a dog is, but he thinks he’s gotten better at guessing. Now when he sees people with animals that appear to be dogs (the presence of a leash is often helpful), he has learned to say the same kinds of things his human friends say.

“What kind of dog is that?” is always a good bet because if there’s anything humans apparently love, it’s explaining what kind of dog theirs is, as if Nog understands the nuances of mixes and breeds. He doesn’t mind, though; he’s gotten the comm info for a number of women who were very happy to talk to a “fellow dog lover,” and it’s not like the creatures are unpleasant (except the smell sometimes). They’re a little invasive and have the tendency to stick their noses in very unwelcome places, but overall he’d rank them as being very genial creatures, and it’s not like any of the (still extant) animals on Ferenginar are particularly personable.

He’s fresh out of class when he sees a woman lounging on the quad with a blanket spread out beneath her and her dog on a leash nearby nibbling at the grass. It’s a new behavior he hasn’t seen before; but then, he’s observed them eat trash and bugs and unidentifiable things, so why not grass? The dog’s owner is not in uniform, so it must be her day off class or duty, but she appears to be about his age so he approaches her.

“I like your dog,” he says to the woman, who looks up from her padd to give him an odd look. He presses on despite that. “What kind is it?”

Now she is obviously suppressing a laugh and he wonders if his opening line is too transparent. She picks up the fuzzy little beast – one of the long-eared varieties – and he sees that it only has a tuft for a tail.

“You need to read up on native Earth species, cadet,” she says, holding her pet aloft, bright red leash dangling. “This is what we call a rabbit.”

Nog flushes at his mistake. Really, what the frinx is a dog?

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Can someone please link me the post of nog being really confused about dogs I made this drawing and then immediately lost the original

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Ads I don't want to watch: honestly most of them

Ads I basically willingly watch: a small business owner shows you an interesting, snipit of their day, making something, designing something, raising pet animals, shipping their stuff, basically a fun, honest (hopefully) little story

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You’re not less deserving of rest if you didn’t have a productive day. It’s okay to be just tired. You don’t even need to be having a pain flare up, or a relapse, or chronic fatigue, or to have slept poorly last night to validate your exhaustion. You don’t need to justify feeling tired to anyone. You are human and you deserve rest no matter what. Don’t beat yourself up for not being as productive as you wished you were, for being tired and burned out. Take care of yourself, and do it unashamedly because rest shouldn’t be earned, neither should any of your needs. That’s all they are: your body is signaling to you that it is tired, or hungry, or thirsty or sleepy. Your body is not worse than others for needing those things, even if you think it needs more rest than other people do. It’s not broken, it’s not bad, it’s just telling you what needs so it can keep going. Take care of those needs, don’t blame it on yourself, please don’t let guilt make you feel ashamed of needing anything. 🌱

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Centrists doing what they do best👍🏼

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The Iranian Regime is going to execute rapper Toomaj Salehi for supporting protests of Jina Amini’s murder by the regime in his songs.

Iranian activist Elica Le Bon says, “Iranians in the diaspora picked up on the fact that the regime tends not to execute people who become known to the international community. We have seen many examples of prisoners that were either released on bail or had their sentences commuted through our “say their names to save their lives” campaign on social media, using hashtags to garner attention for their causes, and even before social media existed, through getting the stories of political prisoners to international media outlets. Once reported on, and once the eyes shift to the regime and the reality of its pending brutality, realizing that the action is not worth the repercussions, we have seen them back down and not execute. For that reason, this is part of an urgent campaign for readers to talk about Toomaj as much as you can, using the hashtag #FreeToomaj or #ToomajSalehi. Every comment makes a difference, and if we were wrong, what did we lose by trying?”