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@nanochittle @abyssal-system-works

I had a vision

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I would eat every single chaos emerald. do any sonic fans know what would happen to me? keep in mind that I would live, I'm very strong

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these are so easy to make alex rider is everwhere for those with eyes to see it

last/next

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THEM IN THIS ECONOMY??

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You know what's really attractive ?? Healthy communication & reassurance

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just gonna put this here dont mind meeee

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you go monarch/soverign/bestie/babe/captain/etc

reblog if you’re a sick fuck

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@nanochittle lilac this is a genuine question would you reblog this /silly

reblog if you’re a sick fuck

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my knights

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i dreamt i went to a 5sos concert and now i have post concert depression from a DREAM.

and i was front row pit on calum’s side 😖😖😖

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Okay! Fine. Yes. It is my circus. But those are not my monkeys. I’m just the clown that gets a pie shove in its face!

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[june 25, 2025]

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haha my boobs are bigger then yours. urs are still cool tho

(eye twitching) oh! haha. (clenching my fist) that's fine. no, really, it's fine. haha. (breathing heavy) well sometimes it's their *personality* that matters. in case you hadn't noticed, my areolas are *pristine.* (smiling manically) and yours are... well. (tilts my head, smacks my lips) well, not that it matters. haha!

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I know that some British people take umbrage at Americans calling the Great British Bake Off relaxing, but it's just because GBBO is such a different kind of stressful from American baking shows.

American baking shows will be called something like "Cupcake Knife Fight", there's horror movie lighting everywhere and dramatic stings every 5 seconds. All of the contestants are shit talking each other and fist fighting over the one single deep fryer provided by production. It will show the judges all whispering to each other at their super villain table overlooking the whole kitchen, and one will be like, "Oh my god. Everyone look at Brenda right now. She's straight tanking it." And it will cut to Brenda, who is running around covered in flour and crying and also bleeding for some reason. Then you get a clip from an interview with one of the contestants, and they're like, "I really need to win this. Without this award money, I'm gonna need to close my restaurant, sell my dad, and live out of my car. AGAIN." Then the giant digital doomsday clock overhead lets out a horrid klaxon, the judges tell half of them that their cupcakes taste disgusting, and one of them gets eliminated and sent to walk down the dramatically-lit shame hallway never to be seen again.

Meanwhile GBBO is in a lovely, brightly colored tent, there are delightful and friendly hosts/jesters there to keep everyone entertained, and all of the B Roll is of like... a bumblebee going into a flower, or a lamb running in a field. And yes, there will be moments where someone will mess up their timing or something, and they'll be looking at their bake through the oven door like, "oh gosh I don't think this will rise in time!" Then they stand up to find Paul Hollywood directly behind them ominously. His creepy whitewalker eyes will glow white, and he'll say something like "the 12th of June. 2035. Drowning." And his eyes will go back to normal and he'll walk away. Then the baker gives a playful grimace to the camera and says "that didnt sound great, did it?". Cut to a sweet looking older woman sipping tea on a stool and she says "oo I do hope that Prue enjoys the taste of my sugary, sticky baps!". Then, at the end, someone gets a gold star for doing good, and the loser of the episode gets in the middle of a giant group hug. You see all of them at the end of the series at a giant carnival with their families and the post credits informs you that all of the contestants have become a Partridge Family-style traveling band and stayed friends forever.

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So while I was getting my haircut, the lady asked me if I had other plans for the day and I said:

“I’m just going to pick up the boy from daycare and then it’s date night.”

And the lady says “Oh! How old is he?”

“He’s three.”

“Mine too! Where are you registering him for kindergarten it’s such a hassle-”

And that’s when I realized I said “boy” and not “dog” because I always think of Charlie as “good boy” but this slip up has lead to a miscommunication.

The lady is now 6 minutes into a clearly needed rant about how unnecessarily complex shopping for schools is, esp when you have a neurodivergent child, so I can’t just tell her that Charlie is a dog because then she’ll feel awkward for unloading on me and she clearly has enough going on.

So the rest of the haircut became a game of “how much can I say about Charlie without revealing that he is not a human child?” And the answer is “enough to cover a half hour hair appointment, quite possibly several hours worth if I’m specific enough”

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