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It’s a redraw of an old drawing from last year
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THE IDEAS YOU RECEIVE FROM CHEESE CANNOT SAVE YOU
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The Ramones are as timeless as Beethoven. They're like the punk rock Ave Maria. Like, everyone knows the beats even if they don't know the song titles, I could shout Sheena and people automatically know she's a punk rocker.
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If you aren’t choosing 5, you need help.
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lord grant me the serenity to do my laundry, the courage to do my laundry, and the wisdom to do my laundry
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“HA~CHA~” “HI~YAA!!!”
Guess my Smash-mains. Bet you can’t.
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I sincerely feel like having to block 10 bots a day, including in 3AM, is way too much.
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I can’t believe the classic “MOM HOLY FUCK” comic was actually made by the PnF crew this entire time
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SLEEVE: FIXED
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Soooooooooo there’s this ginger cartoon cat that wears boots…..
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It occurred to Pooh and Piglet that they hadn’t heard from Eeyore for several days, so they put on their hats and coats and trotted across the Hundred Acre Wood to Eeyore’s stick house. Inside the house was Eeyore.
“Hello Eeyore,” said Pooh.
“Hello Pooh. Hello Piglet,” said Eeyore, in a Glum Sounding Voice.
“We just thought we’d check in on you,” said Piglet, “because we hadn’t heard from you, and so we wanted to know if you were okay.”
Eeyore was silent for a moment. “Am I okay?” he asked, eventually. “Well, I don’t know, to be honest. Are any of us really okay? That’s what I ask myself. All I can tell you, Pooh and Piglet, is that right now I feel really rather Sad, and Alone, and Not Much Fun To Be Around At All. Which is why I haven’t bothered you. Because you wouldn’t want to waste your time hanging out with someone who is Sad, and Alone, and Not Much Fun To Be Around At All, would you now.”
Pooh looked and Piglet, and Piglet looked at Pooh, and they both sat down, one on either side of Eeyore in his stick house.
Eeyore looked at them in surprise. “What are you doing?”
“We’re sitting here with you,” said Pooh, “because we are your friends. And true friends don’t care if someone is feeling Sad, or Alone, or Not Much Fun To Be Around At All. True friends are there for you anyway. And so here we are.”
“Oh,” said Eeyore. “Oh.” And the three of them sat there in silence, and while Pooh and Piglet said nothing at all; somehow, almost imperceptibly, Eeyore started to feel a very tiny little bit better.
Because Pooh and Piglet were There. No more; no less.
~ Kathryn Wallace
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why do we bother with I hate my partner jokes when your boss is right there
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does anyone have the gamer dance gif because i need it
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https://www.sciencealert.com
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