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i was jumanji’d too when i was a kid but no one cared

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At a hangout yesterday we were remarking that Luigi’s manifesto just kind of sucks. Which makes sense: writing well is hard so people who can do it are rare, but being a crazy shooter is also rare, and so you’d expect the overlap to be small (the intersecting region of the Venn diagram is basically Ted K and nobody else).

Which, because this hangout consisted of a bunch of programmers and Valley types, gave us an idea: fix it with an app! Specifically, a matching app for pairing persuasive essayists who lack the conviction to give their ideas the spread they need, with potential murderers who want an accompanying manifesto but don’t have the writing chops.

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Hollywood archaeology: Secret treasure! Hidden maps! Ancient tombs!

Actual archaeology:

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RT @ancientfurries: Kyôgen fox mask (kitsune) Deme Mitsuyoshi 19th century Japan https://t.co/42GYjSw1Eg

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Rocky Mountain Red Fox | Nathan Anderson

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Rocky Mountain Red Fox (Cross) | Casey Neal

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The two-tailed fox and morning glories, commissioned piece for Danielle

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This was meant to be a quick warm up, but it turned into a comic that I’ve wanted to draw for a while. This is something that is extremely important to me, and I appreciate it if you read it.

A while ago, I heard a story that broke my heart. A family went a cat shelter to adopt. The daughter fell in love with a 3-legged cat. The father straight up said “absolutely not”. Because he was missing a leg. That cat was that close to having a family that loved him, but the missing leg held him back. Why?!

Many people have the initial instinct of “nope” when they see an imperfect animal. I get it, but less-adoptable does NOT mean less loveable. 9 out of 10 people will choose a kitten over an adult cat. And those 10% that would get an adult cat often overlook “different” animals.

All I want people to do is be open to the idea of having a “different” pet in their lives. Choose the pet that you fall in love with, but at least give all of them a fair shot at winning your heart.

Don’t dismiss them, they deserve a loving home just as much as any other cat. They still purr, they still love a warm lap, they still play, they still love you. Trust me, next time you are in the market for a new kitty, just go over to that one cat that’s missing an eye and see what he’s all about!

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she found a flower for you!

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What color morphs are these guys? Are they standard crosses (the closest I can find) with the black just being more prominent and a brighter orange, or a different kind? Apologies if you already have these kinds somewhere on your account I don't believe I've seen them xd

Yes, these are Standard Cross foxes! The brighter orange is very likely due to editing. Cross foxes can have bright orange markings, but that extremely bright color would likely never occur, unfortunately. Cross foxes with more silver fur present are also called Silver Crosses (Pictured below) but I don't believe either of the foxes you showed would qualify.

TLDR: they're Standard Cross foxes like the one below, but they were edited to look more vibrant.

Thanks for the question! Don’t be afraid to ask anything, I really don’t mind repeat questions :)

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Parents don’t get to decide if they were “really good” parents. I know that’s harsh and there’s a lot of mommy positivity circles online that just give each other a positive feedback loop but you don’t decide if you were a “really great parent” to your child. Your children tell you if you were a good parent or not. I see this a lot of no contact parent circles where the person who is no contact with their children is like “well I was a GREAT parent so it isn’t my fault and I didn’t do anything wrong”. Normal parents wonder if they’re doing a good job, ask themselves how they can improve, are open to feedback from children and other parents. If you are 100% sure you were a faultless fantastic selfless awesome fantastic parent totally beyond reproach and your shitty ungrateful willful delinquent children just don’t appreciate you enough, you are a terrible parent.

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In The Incredibles, Bob’s boss carefully adjusts the orientation of a document on his desk while he scolds Bob. The document is only partially visible, but a careful observer can read the following text:

Memo: Policy Notification To: Employee From: Gilbert Hugh Due to financial cut-backs, you will now be expected to self-expense all office supplies, including but not limited to: pencils, erasers, pens, paper, stationary, folders, staples, paper clips and photocopies. All parking will now be metered by the hour. electricity consumption and all telephone charges will be deducted from your paycheck. The Board of Directors wishes to thank you for your selfless sacrifice through this time of financial uncertainty. It is because of you, the employee, that Insuricare has recorded the highest profit in years. Remember, a successful company makes for successful-

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Gendered parenting is so weird. As a little kid I was a total daddy's girl, I was told I would always try to sneak into the garage, I was always very interested in everything he was doing and would follow him around while he was working, but while my family was never the type to outright say "you can't do that because you're a girl", they simply didn't entertain the idea that I could possibly be interested in cars. Then when my little brother was born, it was just assumed he would become a mechanic like our dad because he was a boy. Even though he, unlike me, didn't like being in the garage much and wasn't all that interested in what dad was doing. Once he got to a certain age, dad started making him help and would drag him away from his actual interests for it, which lead to a lot of arguing and not much actual learning.

Gendered expectations sort of create doubles of children. There's the real child with their actual personality, interests and behaviors, and then there's the Gender Child.

My real brother hated soccer and team sports. The Gender Child that existed only the minds of the adults in his life needed to play soccer because that's what a Boy Child does.

Growing up, I always felt like adults didn't actually know me as a person and they weren't interested in getting to know me. Because they felt they'd already learned everything there was to know about me when they were told "it's a girl".

When I talk about how I never got gifts I actually liked from my relatives (to this day I still don't like getting gifts that aren't something I picked out myself), it isn't actually about the gifts themselves. I don't even remember them. What I do remember is the feeling of being given gifts that were seemingly not bought with the real me in mind. They were for the Girl Child™️ version of me. The me that adults wanted me to be, not who I actually was.