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No joke this vine has a better understanding of transmisogyny than 40% of this website

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that kid’s going places. i’ll take 3

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Once a little boy went to school. One morning The teacher said: “Today we are going to make a picture.” “Good!” thought the little boy. He liked to make all kinds; Lions and tigers, Chickens and cows, Trains and boats; And he took out his box of crayons And began to draw.

But the teacher said, “Wait!” “It is not time to begin!” And she waited until everyone looked ready. “Now,” said the teacher, “We are going to make flowers.” “Good!” thought the little boy, He liked to make beautiful ones With his pink and orange and blue crayons. But the teacher said “Wait!” “And I will show you how.” And it was red, with a green stem. “There,” said the teacher, “Now you may begin.”

The little boy looked at his teacher’s flower Then he looked at his own flower. He liked his flower better than the teacher’s But he did not say this. He just turned his paper over, And made a flower like the teacher’s. It was red, with a green stem.

On another day The teacher said: “Today we are going to make something with clay.” “Good!” thought the little boy; He liked clay. He could make all kinds of things with clay: Snakes and snowmen, Elephants and mice, Cars and trucks And he began to pull and pinch His ball of clay.

But the teacher said, “Wait!” “It is not time to begin!” And she waited until everyone looked ready. “Now,” said the teacher, “We are going to make a dish.” “Good!” thought the little boy, He liked to make dishes. And he began to make some That were all shapes and sizes.

But the teacher said “Wait!” “And I will show you how.” And she showed everyone how to make One deep dish. “There,” said the teacher, “Now you may begin.”

The little boy looked at the teacher’s dish; Then he looked at his own. He liked his better than the teacher’s But he did not say this. He just rolled his clay into a big ball again And made a dish like the teacher’s. It was a deep dish.

And pretty soon The little boy learned to wait, And to watch And to make things just like the teacher. And pretty soon He didn’t make things of his own anymore.

Then it happened That the little boy and his family Moved to another house, In another city, And the little boy Had to go to another school.

The teacher said: “Today we are going to make a picture.” “Good!” thought the little boy. And he waited for the teacher To tell what to do. But the teacher didn’t say anything. She just walked around the room.

When she came to the little boy She asked, “Don’t you want to make a picture?” “Yes,” said the little boy. “What are we going to make?” “I don’t know until you make it,” said the teacher. “How shall I make it?” asked the little boy. “Why, anyway you like,” said the teacher. “And any color?” asked the little boy. “Any color,” said the teacher. And he began to make a red flower with a green stem.

~Helen Buckley, The Little Boy

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not only that be he said it was impossible that any ody other than an American Man could have done it

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laurie 😔

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happy borthdee

Wait a minute I could've sworn your bio used to say 26

Damn, I wonder what coulda happened

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how do people not realize that this is the exact same thing as “ARE YOU TRANS? WHATS IN YOUR PANTS?” but worded differently.

y’all are like DIDJU DRANK MAH MAWNTIN DO? LEMME SMELL YA BRETH!

what good does that information do you? all you’re doing is making puki uncomfortable. puki identifies as banging your mom, and that’s all you need to know.

Are you cishet

Is this blog being run by a cishet man

Please i need answers

You don't need to know that

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Was my basement always this big?

I keep walking and walking

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Holy shit, Shapiro had his ass handed to him. This is so satisfying to watch.

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me literally going near broke the moment i started playing D&D (i own 46 full sets of 7)

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they’re the only other human on the app

You, a normal human, try out a dating app you've never heard of and soon find out it's a dating app for supernatural entities. Every date you go on, your date is always surprised you're not repulsed by their non-human features. But your latest date just can't believe you're not joking…

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So uh have you written fanfiction before rat man? Like self insert, platonic, anything? I feel like you tried at one point then buried it to never see the light again.

I have never understood the point of fanfiction. I have never cared for any fictional world enough to try, and even if I did care enough, I STILL wouldn't understand writing fanfic for said world. I'd rather dedicate that creative energy making my own shit instead - better that, than slurping off the creative energies of someone else; of a world and story that already exists - one of which you cannot canonically affect.

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heh. bark

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where the fvck was THIS 20 years ago when i needed it in pre-k

really helpful technique ^ once you know how to divide by halves and thirds it makes drawing evenly spaced things in perspective waaay easier:

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Happy 9/11

Have some respect, my father died in 9/11

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mmm yeah. pump us, wizard daddy

Can you please cast an evil spell on me?

I've been badd

im very uncomfortable with the energy we’ve created in the evil lair today

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Can you please cast an evil spell on me?

I've been badd

im very uncomfortable with the energy we’ve created in the evil lair today