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when we try to befriend cats we mimic their meows and get down on the ground to their level and try to gently coax them to interact with us right

that horrifying entity mimicking human noises at us maybe just thinks we’re cool and wants to pet us?

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Marnie has the cutest birthday ever. 

[follow Marnie on YouTube]

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this is the money dog, repost in the next 24 hours and money will come your way!!

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Another giveaway! This time I’m doing physical stuff I can actually mail out of country because last time Steam changed their international policy without my knowledge so I couldn’t send games outside of Canada. 

Anyway, this giveaway is to celebrate over 10′000 followers! Here’s some kitchen stuff to help you in all your cooking endeavors.  First place: A chicken apron sewn and modeled by yours truly (made with help because I’m bad at sewing. Thanks mum!) and an Anchor Hocking measuring glass, great for measuring ingredients and/or alcohol. Second place: A cheese board, a chicken teatowel, and an Anchor Hocking measuring glass. Third place: Leaf-patterned oven mitts and flower-shaped cookie cutters, perfect for Granny Evelyn’s Spring cookies recipe. 

RULES: -You must be following. This is a giveaway for the followers, after all! -Reblog to enter. You can reblog as many times as you want.  -No giveaway blogs. -Winners will be chosen by RNG. If you are selected to win you will have 48 hours to reply or another winner will be chosen. -That’s about it. Usual giveaway rules. 

I will ship internationally free of charge. Please note that if you live on the other side of the world it may take a while to get there if you win.  The giveaway ends 11:59pm on Oct 4th, 2018, Pacific Standard Time. 

Good luck!

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who else wants to keep drake the fuck away from millie bobby brown?

for starters, just so you have some background, drake is currently dating an 18 year old girl he met when she was 16, he is 31.

also here’s a tweet from drake himself talking about fucking young girls

and noww let’s talk about how he’s preying on Millie.

At the Emmys, when asked about her friendship with him, she said he regularly texts her things like “I miss you” and that they’re very close, also, that they talk about boys/dating advice. He is a 31 year old man and this is a 14 year old girl. He’s talking to her about boys and dating and sending her “I miss you” texts, there’s a word for this. It’s called grooming. (Grooming is when someone builds an emotional connection with a child to gain their trust for the purposes of sexual abuse, sexual exploitation or trafficking. Children and young people can be groomed online or face-to-face, by a stranger or by someone they know - for example a family member, friend or professional.)

He met his current girlfriend at sixteen talked and flirted with her, groomed her like this, and is now in a relationship with her. It is so disgusting to see people claiming this is normal, the industry she is in is highly pedophilic and she’s a child. This is not normal or okay, a 31 year old grown man has no business texting a 14 year old girl like this.

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BITDGTH WHAT THE FUCK WHAT THE FUCK FWHAT TEN FUCK WHAT THE THE FUCK !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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Try to read through the Glee cast’s tributes to Mark Salling without feeling sick, I dare you. Matthew Morrison used an angel emoji to represent him. One of the producers tweeted “if you’re without sin, feel free to cast stones” as if our flaws and mistakes are somehow comparable to downloading depraved images of children. This is further proof that paedophilia and sexual abuse is considered normal in Hollywood. They openly pay tributes to them, completely oblivious to the fact that those of us outside of their demented little bubble don’t find it quite so easy to feel sad when sexual predators die.

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This website is like a suicide hotline but with text chat instead.  I would appreciate it if you guys helped spread the word.

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HELLO, FELLOW HIGH-END DOLL COLLECTORS! REBLOG THIS SHIT ASAP

Heya! So as some of you may have heard, I have been the victim of fraud. A French buyer with the ebay ID armecadoll is trying to claim that I posted her an empty box, and has threatened to open a Resolution Center case against me, to get a full refund without returning the MIB doll.

So, being me, I am now asking ANYONE AND EVERYONE who has been the victim of fraud by this same individual to please come forward. This individual is also currently trying to defraud a reputable and well-known Integrity Toys dealer, and has also sold rare and expensive “holy grail” high-end collectible dolls under the eBay ID poupeejolie45 and never sent the merchandise to the buyers.

If you have been victimised by this individual who lives in Drancy, a suburb of Paris, on rue charles gide OR this individual has contacted you either on eBay or Misterdollface asking you to send payment via “Friends and Family”, falsify customs forms, ship First Class with no tracking, etc.please PLEASE come forward, and report them to eBay and Paypal for violating their Community Guidelines and Acceptable Use Policy, report them to the French Customs & Excise Office, the Parquet National Financier in France for the crimes of Swindling (escroquerie) and Consumer Fraud (tromperie), and if you are an American citizen, the FBI’s International Internet Fraud division (https://www.ic3.gov/default.aspx).

The ONLY way that our community can shut down people who continually target  our community and commit International internet fraud is to work together, and not only send out “Hey, beware this known scammer” notices, but also taking steps to report these thefts to the appropriate authorities as well as eBay and Paypal, so their mobile number and bank account can be BANNED from creating new accounts with which to continue to defraud people of tens of thousands of Euros in cash and merchandise.

Someone getting a rare doll for nothing while getting a full refund of $200 may seem like a little thing in the grand scheme of things until you realise that for every 1 person who stands up, there are likely 10 people who haven’t. And if he or she is doing this every week for nearly 3 years–selling exclusive dolls, collecting hundreds of euros, and then vanishing, or creating multiple ebay accounts as soon as the negative feedback gets noticed, then they are stealing potentially up to or over half a million Euros in 3 years.

Here is EVERYTHING I know about this individual:

Current eBay IDS: poupeejolie45, armecadoll

Former eBay IDs: kleiclaud_0, fashion75france_8

Aliases: Dany Klein, Daniel Klein, Danielle Klein, Gwendoline Klein.

Mailing address (minus house number):

rue charles gide Ile-de-France 93700 DRANCY France

known email addresses:

fashion75france@gmail.com, k.gwen93@gmail.com

If every single person who has been victimised by this individual who goes by a variety of given names but always the surname ’Klein’ at the same mailing address reports them to the proper authorities, we can hopefully protect all our fellow collectors from being victimised in the future.

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Remember the last time the FCC nearly killed net neutrality?

Tumblr had this nice big banner at the top of your dashboard alerting any active user about the problem. Guess what has changed since then? Verizon, one of the companies gunning for the death of net neutrality owns yahoo who in turn own Tumblr. Spread the word, tell everyone you can: battleforthenet.com tag posts you see about net neutrality with popular tags so the news spreads.

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The Turkey Story

 So it’s 2001, and my family drives from fucking California and like three blizzards to get to Ohio for thanksgiving, becuase my grandparents are moving into a nursing home and it’s their last holiday in that house.  So its a bit bittersweet but ultimately a good thing.

Since it’s their last holiday there, the family pulls out all the stops when it comes to dinner, all the Russian desserts come out, as does the Lethal Bacon Mashed Potatoes and the horrible candied yams dish because not all expressions of love are good, even if they are sincere.  In the spirit of going all-out, Uncle Bobby smokes a Turkey.  

Uncle Bobby started cooking as a boy scout by tossing foil-wrapped potatoes into a campfire and has been addicted since, and now has a hand-made smokehouse in the backyard where he makes various cured meats and other delights.  He seasons the turkey in the traditional manner, but he and grandpa have a shared passion for a spaicier mesquite-style bird, so Bobby makes a Cornish Game Hen seasoned that way, for them.

Then Bobby has a Brilliant Idea.  He realizes that he can stuff the turkey (once it has been smoked) with regular stuffing, and there is still plenty of room for him to put the game hen inside THAT, and stuff the game hen becuase why not?  He confers with Mom, and she explains how to cut open the turkey so there’s  dramatic reveal as the stuffing and game hen come out.  It’s Genius.

Except, of course, that my Aunt Sue is attending, Uncle Cliff slouching after her.

So the day of the dinner, tensions are running a bit high, between the marathon cooking, the kids all being trapped indoors due to aforementioned blizzards, and Uncle Cliff deciding that the best way to amuse himself is by hiding from the adults in the basement, getting drunk and rambling about how various ethic groups were destroying America.  Being that I had close Muslim friends that were leaving the country becuase of 9/11, I was near tears from this nonsense and ready to fight a man roughly five times my size.  

Sue, for some reason, keeps coming down and defending him, or telling us we’re rotten children for ‘attacking’ him, becuase she Must Stand By Her Man, even if her man is a hefty bag of feces with an ugly mustache.

My sister eventually bolts upstairs to tattle and my grandfather limps down to the basement and brandishes his Hip-Bone Cane, hands rock-steady in spite of the Parkinson’s slowly taking over him.

“Firstly Cliff, It may not be my roof much longer but while you are under it you will be civil, or I’ll beat your skull in.  Also, dinner’s ready, everyone go wash up.”

We go upstairs and sit down, and do the traditional “Name one thing you’re thankful for” as the bread gets passed around the table, and things calm down a bit.  Bobby brings out the Turkey and everyone goes OOH becuase it’s really pretty, them Mom carves it open so that the stuffing spills out dramatically along with the game hen and there’s an appreciative gasp all around becuase it looks cool.

Only Sue KEEPS gasping, in utter horror, before getting up and clasping her hands to her face ala Edvard Munch and shrieks-

“OH MY GOD IT WAS PREGNANT!”

We all stare at Sue.  We all look back at the fully-dressed-cooked-and-stuffed birds that in no way had any internal organs in them or ever gave live birth. Then we all looked back at Sue, trying to figure out where to begin but since she’d been trying to justify Cliff’s behavior she was pretty much free-associating conspiracies and scandals now, and just kept going.

“IT WAS PREGNANT MY GOD WE’VE COMMITTED AN ABORTION WE’RE ALL GOING TO HELL FOR THIS, I’M SO SORRY JESUS-” She goes into full pearl-clutching gibbering horror at this point and falls back into her chair like it’s a Victorian fainting couch only it’s a shitty chair from the Eisenhower administration so it collapses and she slams into the floor, sobbing and kicking her feet like a toddler.

Everyone watched for a moment before my Mom sighs heavily and starts carving and serving the turkey while my grandmother mouths “she’s not coming back”.   

Cliff, reactions delayed by about six beers, finally notices his wife is on the floor and tries to pick her up, falls on his ass himself.  They are assisted by Dad, who is saintly patient man and less immune to this jacknapery at that point. I am stuffing dinner rolls into my face to keep from laughing at this grand spectacle and it’s not working.

“I CAN’T EAT IT, I REFUSE TO PARTAKE IN THIS BARBARISM-”  Sue begins but Dad puts on his best Kindly Father voice (he went to seminary school long enough to learn that before getting drafted but that’s another story) and assures Sue that she need not eat, or even be in the room if she wants.  She nods, placated by being the center of attention again, and Dad goes in for the kill.

“I wouldn’t want you to go hungry.  Can I make you some Eggs?”

“That would be lovely.” Said Sue, joke flying over her head like a boeing 747.  I recall watching my grandmother nearly choke to death on the green beans over that, and everyone pointedly trying to avoid talking about anything poultry-related while Sue sat there and ate the most ironic scrambled eggs in the history of mankind.

Shortly thereafter, Cliff threw up in the sink and they went home, and the party got underway properly, with Grandpa raising a toast to Mom and Uncle Bobby “For marrying well, for a change” “Pregnant Turkey” has been an Ohioan thanksgiving staple since then.  I’ll see if I can hit Uncle Bobby up for instructions but if you decide to make it 1. you HAVE to shriek “OH MY GOD IT WAS PREGNANT” when you carve it open, or it’s not authentic and won’t taste as good 2. Share the pictures with me.

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howl’s moving castle lockscreens, by request!

like or reblog if you use these!

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@ all of my followers who use the mobile tumblr app!!!

please go to “General Settings” then to “Dashboard Preferences” and turn off “Best Stuff First”. This is killing artist exposure! Please, please, PLEASE, turn it off if you really do love the artists you follow! You’d be helping us so much! Please reblog this so that more people may know!

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Tumblr: *rolls out “best stuff first”*

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