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An invincible wolf man, who is like a wolf in every regard save for the fact that he can fly.
(Note: This might be misinformation)
Mastodon overwhelmed me. I hopped on the website and had no idea what I was looking at. I didn’t understand federation. I basically had the option of what niche hobby to join on Mastadon and no indication that I would he able to access a broader forum, so I said “Well, this fucking sucks.” and left.
Threads and BlueSky are likely as accessible as making an account and you’re done.
Fuck Mr. Beast. The real heroes worthy of praise are your friends and neighbors who are out there volunteering and/or doing good things for others without making a fucking spectacle of it.
Mr. Beast with his bucky ass face and products plastered on every last corner of the earth has left a bad taste in my mouth for years, but up until recently people have been unable to criticize him in any way without a thousand others rushing to his defense and declaring what a beautiful, selfless person he is. It’s Ellen all over again.
People truly are blinded by philanthropy-for-clout and mistake it for genuine goodwill. Truly good people do not film themselves handing out food and money.
I’m just relieved they finally fucked off with the mobile checkout thing in Canada. They were pushing it so hard for a while there that I dreaded even going into the store. You couldn’t get through checkout without four different employees wanting to explain it to you and asking, “Why not mobile checkout? But you get ten times the points! C’mon, try it!”
I did try it, too. Twice. The first time was confusing, unintuitive, and clunky. The second time was exactly like the first, except it didn’t beep with I had finished paying and the woman at the counter had a heart attack thinking I was running out the door with stolen merchandise. By the time she checked everything and confirmed that I had, I decided those 10X points could fuck off.
That’s wild. I had no idea.
South should dropped some fully-charged cell phones loaded with media and Wikipedia entries.
I imagine he spent the entirety of the ban raging like Dennis Reynolds and counting down the days. “IDIIIOOOTS! IDDDIIIIOOOOTSS!!!”
I believe they call that the watermelon crawl.
That makes sense. You don’t see many photos like this taken at twilight. It’s uncommon enough that it’s distracting to me.
Edit: *inexplicably was not the right word in that context.
Was it sunrise or sunset in this photo? I don’t know why I care.
THE CRAWLING CHAOS NYARLATHOTEP IS UPON US!
“Pewtin here’s got a job! Pewtin’s got prospects!”
Well, we ain’t usin’ Fop, goddamnit.
Mediocre? He’s the goddamn paterfamilias!
My experience in Canada with Ukranian migrants has been incredibly positive. I realize they’re probably flawed people like the rest of us, but I’ve never seen people work harder for a better life and job security than the Ukrainian refugees I’ve/we’ve employed this year. We’re working to get them whatever they need to secure their future here with their families, because they deserve it and they don’t have shit to go back to.
Ava Louise, for those curious. Her/her tits are… not really my thing… Like a Bratz doll with Thanksgiving turkeys stuffed into her chest.
Richard passed beyond the veil Tuesday morning. His brain was made into mince-meat. He poofed into a cloud of smoke and was carried away by a wayward zephyr, destined for the clearing at the end of the path.
Hours away? Interesting measurement.
Just gonna drop this here, since Ross has blown up suddenly. It’s important this masterpiece never fall into obscurity.
https://youtube.com/playlist?list=PL6PNZBb6b9LvDWpI-5CPYUxG1Rnm-vr9V&si=dLKBo06GqI30I3QP
Yeah, the white, brown and green uniform.