Hey guys! So, I had to leave my job back in March 2020 because of The Plague, and my unemployment benefits ended the following September. I’m not panicking yet, but my expenses are eating through my savings and I would really love to get some work!!
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yeah yeah opening a fic and “he would not fucking say that” but what about you open the fic and “he would fucking say that”. what about that pure feeling of euphoria when it’s exactly right the way you like it
guys i just found out about this site that does a daily guessing game, it’s phylogenetic wordle- so fun!!!
I feel like the first class you played in DND tells a lot about you
Reblog and put in the tags what your first class was
New weird horse just dropped, folks.
A spotless giraffe was recently born at Bright’s Zoo in Limestone, TN and was just announced in the media this morning. They’re starting a public naming contest for her, of course.
I’d love to know what type of mutation causes this lack of of pattern, but I don’t know if we have genetics on that for giraffes the way we do other species. As far as is known, she’s the first spotless giraffe ever documented!
Guys, they’re selling autism at walmart now
Had a panic attack at work last night and this clerk noticed and he got really close and said “hey look at me, just you and me” and then kept talking like normal and I looked away again and he stopped and more firmly said “look.at.me.” and it made me a lil wet ngl
Yeah this guy blew my back out this morning, follow your dreams everyone
He has decided he’s gonna do a fortnite emote after every time we fuck actually maybe reel your dreams in a little
Cashier: “Oh, you’re paying with cash? Old school.”
Me: “Can’t leave a paper trail. You know how it is.”
Cashier: “That’s right. Don’t let it get out that you’re buying soap. Can’t let The Man know you bathe.”
Me: “Yeah man. Think what that would do to my street cred. I’ll trust you’ll keep my little secret.”
Cashier: “Wouldn’t dare cross someone like you. You’re somebody. You’ve got connections.”
Me: “Yep. I’m like a public Wifi network. Anyone can use—hm.”
Cashier: “Hm.”
Me: “Anyway. It’s a gift.”