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Hmm, this sounds familiar, but I can’t quite put my finger on why…
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Actor Tom Cruise in the makeup chair as Lestat de Lioncourt behind the scenes of Interview with the Vampire (1994)
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IAN McDIARMID as EMPEROR PALPATINE on the set of Obi-Wan Kenobi | Obi-Wan Kenobi: A Jedi’s Return (2022)
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I'm probably like the only person who noticed/cares but rule34.xxx recently removed all its transgender tsgs with the argument that they only allow tagging of "biological sex"
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AITA?
So a bunch of teenagers were outside my unit from 2 to 4AM this morning honking their horn over and over again. I haven't slept in about three days for various reasons, so I opened my window and said "Hey, can you stop? We need to sleep", to which one responded, "Go to sleep, then", an honked the horn.
This move struck me as so ludicrously inconsiderate and stupid that I started laughing despite myself, and just managed to hear, "Yeah, I thought that was pretty fucking hilarious".
Cut to about a minute and a half later, I am running down the street in nothing but combat boots, sweatpants, and a binder, and these litte turds are gunning it.
I have no plans to hurt anybody, or even catch up with them, but as they turn the corner off the end of my road I stop in the middle of the street and stare after them, motionless, hands on my hips under a streetlight like Tboy Mike Myers in one of the worse sequels.
I didn't have my glasses on, but it looks as though the driver looked back in my direction before they turned out of view.
Was scaring the shit out of a bunch of dumb city kids a dick move, or was this justified?
The roads were otherwise empty, and it was a Wednesday.
Im not the only tenant in this complex, just th only one who responded.
AITA?
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“in order to create loving males we need to love males” means teach boys that they can be themselves without being less of a man. it means being encouraging and nurturing of their emotions so they don’t become cold and hateful. it means showing boys, early in their lives, that they have value outside of what our society deems proper masculinity. what it doesn’t mean is that it’s our job to handhold men who see women as walking sex toys through the concept of empathy, and maybe if we’re really really nice to them and don’t say things that hurt their feelings they’ll stop killing us for saying no
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My mom has always leaned pretty left. Growing up I was always aware we were the household that voted for the blue donkey party. This seemed unfair as elephants were pretty great. My parents voted dutifully in each election.
But aside from that my mother loathes political signs. You know the ones. They go up on road medians and stick around for months after the election ends because no one bothers to pick them up.
So one day in my childhood long ago I was sitting in the front seat, just kid baggage getting hauled around on errands by my mom. After a while my mom realized the car in front of us was placing those hated signs.
My mom had a couple trains of thought. The first was that we were in the family truck. The second was we had no pressing business. And the third was that we needed to insulate the chicken coop.
Suddenly mom announced we were having an adventure. We were punishing the big bad littering machine by taking their signs. I was utterly delighted by this. We began to follow the election campaign car, pausing after they did. I’d leap out, snatch the sign and toss it into the bed of the truck as fast as I could before flinging myself back into my seat.
It took a long time for the sign car to realize what was happening. They got out to yell at my mom who stoically informed them that the signs were being left on public property and as such counted as litter. The person huffed at her and drove away. Mom followed along hopefully but they were done placing signs.
After that we made a game of snagging signs when we saw them, amassing quite a collection.
That fall the coop was adorned with the plentiful campaign slogans of people vying for public office. But while our poor chickens may have slept under the weight of empty promises and propaganda, each one followed by the watchful eyes of countless politicians, at least they slept warm.
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Heartwarming story: Little girl doesn’t have to do anything to fund her dad’s surgery because his expenses are covered by his country’s universal healthcare.
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Through gritted teeth: my first draft is allowed to be awful. My first draft is allowed to be awful. My first draft is allowed to be awful.
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