#Poultry curtains

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(via Benefits, Specifications of Poultry Curtains in Poultry Farming.)

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This is the very first feature-length movie by Aardman Animations; after their short movies with Wallace and Gromit, and television shows such as Rex the Runt and Morph, Peter Lord and Nick Park finally gave us this.

The film takes place on a chicken farm where the poultry prisoners plan to escape their confinement and experience the wildlife. Led by Ginger, the chickens constantly fail, while under the eyes of the Tweedy farmers and their guard dogs. One night, Mrs. Tweedy devises a new plan in order to increase their income by making chicken pies with a machine. When Ginger begins to lose hope, she witnesses a flying rooster that escaped from the circus, where he crash-lands into their farm and sparks a deal with her to help them all fly, or so he thinks.

This movie is one of the staples of Aardman Animations, right beside the Wallace and Gromit shorts, containing a mixture of their excellent writing and dark humour. What I mostly love is the premise of a chicken farm portrayed as a depressing concentration camp with the farmers as their wardens, even to the point of homaging The Great Escape. The recurring joke of learning how to fly does enormously take flight in the middle point, focusing on Rocky’s influence on the chickens, before we are thrown into another source that establishes as the final climax, bringing a larger layer of thrilling threat. The climax I especially remember being the highlight of the film with a chicken coop-constructed airplane that’s chocked with a handful of gags, some even pulled from Star Trek.

As for its comedy, Aardman knew how to add a mixture of family-friendly one-liners, visual gags and even some dark humour now and then. You do have some that take the extra mile such as a knitted noose, but then the mood immediately picks up with comedic situations involving the scatterbrained hens. I wouldn’t go as far as saying the movie was that dark, but it earned a solid PG rating when it knew how to take the curtain off now and then.

The animation for an Aardman movie is something worth talking about, as they’re the masters when it comes to animating claymation. I liked how each individual design is present on the chickens, mainly from how their neck would have a necklace or a scarf; this was to hide their head seams and works well to tell each of them apart. At first, the chickens may look creepy at first with their humanised heads and teeth, but they’re designed to look as uncanny from avians and have that classic Aardman charm. With Aardman’s focus on the foreground, they don’t give up on their backgrounds especially, adding layers of life towards its gloomy plantation and the rollercoaster of hazardous gears within the pie-making machine.

Aardman Animations is one of my favourite companies as they know how to do their work without a sign of a single fingerprint anywhere else. Seeing this sort of quality makes me appreciate on far they’ve come from the eighties and after their first projects.

The characters are also fun to watch where the main star is Ginger the sensible leader who has an eager wish to escape the game and find out freedom for the flock. With the mindset of thinking outside of the box, Ginger stops at nothing, attempting to find anyway to find various ways out of the farm and you see how much she does care for her brethren. Even when she loses all hope, she picks herself up again and proposes a better alternative, no matter what the cost. Julia Sawalha kept a firm yet likeable voice for this character.

Rocky’s a laidback character with the demeanour of a cocky American slacker, showing up as the flock’s idolised saviour, only that he bares a deep secret that plays a part near the ending. Surprisingly, this was one of the few roles of Mel Gibson that I actually didn’t mind, where his voice fitted the overall character.

You have the side-characters who are share their individual personalities: I liked the brains of the team, Mac, with her thick Scottish accent; the boisterous muscle of the group, Bunty; the rambling retired colonel Fowler and my favourite being the knitting airhead, Babs, who always had to make a line at the wrong time. Seriously, the latter had the greatest line in the entire movie; “I don’t want to be a pie! I don’t like gravy.” There’s also the scheming Nick and halfwitted Fletcher, two hustling rats that appear every now and then to assist the chickens in their aid of need in exchange for eggs.

The villains are fantastic, consisting of Mr. and Mrs. Tweedy who are the owners of the farm. Mrs. Tweedy is the central villain with a tight control over the farm, making sure every chicken lays their eggs otherwise its soups on for the failing type. By the end, the farmer decreases into an axe-wielding murderer, hungry for chicken flesh and larger profits, while not even caring that her own poultry has constructed an entire flying machine. Above all, she constantly berates her dim-witted husband for acting like himself, even if he’s the one who sees the truth. I also like how dull Mr. Tweedy can be, yet he’s the suspicious type and manages to build an advanced pie-making machine from scratch. What’s pretty interesting is that they never refer to each-other by their first name despite being a couple. The fates with Mrs. Tweedy was satisfying to watch, where a mad monster on the loose met her match with her own plan backfiring in her face.

This is hailed as a classic and I can’t even say anything else to express my love for this movie. Not even the sequel can change my verdict on how this holds up as a masterpiece.

Final Rating: A

9/10

[trulybetty]

oct' x 04 - walks in the forest

Prompt: walks in the forest Pairing: strings!Joel x f!reader Word Count: 615 Warnings: domestic fluff, poultry, teeny bit of angst if you squint, mentions of foliage Summary: set after the final chapter of strings (that I've yet to post), just some domesticity for our pair and no spoilers

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“I have no damn clue why I’m out here walkin’ through this damn forest lookin’ for a damn chicken,” Joel grumbled, wincing as he straightened up from his crouch, his knees audibly complaining at the movement.

You knew damn well why he was out there looking for this chicken. 

Because it was your damn chicken.

“Flo,” you called out as you shook the tin of corn that you kept their feed in hope the hen would appear from the underbrush.

Your farmhouse sat out on the far edge of Jackson, occupied through one or two expansions to the commune ago. A curtain of trees marked the edge of your property. Beyond it, Jackson's perimeter wall could be seen, its purpose still the subject of council debates.

For now, it was just you, Joel, and an unbeaten track of golden and red leaves floating through the quiet fall air.

As you moved forward, Joel held back a branch, letting you pass unscathed. Just as you were about to utter a word of thanks, you tripped on an exposed root. Your heart leapt into your throat as you braced yourself to hit the ground, but before you could, Joel's reflexes kicked in. His arms shot out, steadying you.

“Whoa there, darlin',” he chuckled.

“Thanks,” you said, grateful but also a little embarrassed.

“I swear, how you made it halfway across the country without any outdoor skills is beyond me,” he said with a wide smirk across his face.

You grinned, readjusting your grip on the tin can. “I've got other skills,” you teased, feeling relieved and, admittedly, a bit grateful for his quick thinking.

Joel looked at you, his eyes twinkling. “Well you did end up here, made a home halfway 'cross the country with no outdoor skills. Must've done somethin' right.”

Finally, a rustle in the underbrush caught your attention, and there she was. Flo emerged, clucking curiously. You reached down to pick her up, holding her close to your chest as you nuzzled your face into her feathers. “Oh, Flo,” you cooed, eliciting a contented cluck from the bird, oblivious to the trouble it had caused.

Joel shook his head as he laughed, “Reminds me of the damn cat we had.”

You raised an eyebrow, he’d never mentioned having a pet of any sorts let alone a cat, “Really?” you asked, curious if he would elaborate.

He brushed another low-hanging branch out of your path as you continued on. “It was Sarah’s,” he said softly, the name catching in his throat like it always did. You kept your expression neutral, knowing mentions of his late daughter were moments of vulnerability for the typically stoic man.

Sarah was a topic that rarely came up, and when it did, it was a momentary window into a part of Joel that he kept closely guarded. Today was different; he was opening up, and even if it was just a little, you cherished these glimpses into his past. It made the present — the life you were building together — all the more meaningful.

He continued, “That cat would go hidin' in the oddest places, drivin' Sarah nuts. She'd go searchin' all over, shakin' a box of cat treats.” he looked wistfully at you out of the corner of his eye, “just like you and these damn chickens.”

With Flo secure in one arm you reached out your other hand extended in offer to him, a gentle smile on your lips as he took yours in his. 

A gentle squeeze to your hand told you more than you knew he’d ever be able to tell you, and you felt your heart skip a beat for the man who walked beside you.

[howlingday]

Can you do a Renfield scene please?

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Renfield is an R-Rated movie for a reason.

Cinder: (Leaps over, Snaps Goodwitch neck)

Cinder: (Dodges Port's gunfire)

Cinder: (Ducks under Qrow's swing, Lunges)

Emerald: Whoawhoawhoawhoa! Uh, that was a lot, huh? Maybe we should back up to the beginning.

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Cinder: And you are?

Emerald: E-E-E-Emerald, ma'am.

Cinder: E-E-E-Emerald who?

Emerald: E-Emerald Sustrai... ma'am.

Cinder: (Smiles) Emerald Sustrai... the thief... But I forgive you, for I am Cinder Fall.

Emerald: (Speaking over) When I first met Miss Cinder, I was- Well, like she said, a thief. She could have killed me there, but instead let me into her home. I had no idea that she would change my life and my family's lives forever. But she definitely did.

Cinder: You would make a very good assistant... Miss Sustrai.

Emerald: I empathized with her at the start, in certain aspects.

Cinder: I never eat... poultry.

Emerald: And, well, she made me feel important. She took me to places I've never dreamed of! Like the theater! But then... she made me her familiar.

Familiar (noun); a servant, often gifted by a creature in power with power portion; someone's bitch for life.

Emerald: I was responsible for everything the ma'am needed, including staff changes.

Cinder: (Sets Watts on fire)

Emerald: And providing her with her, uh... "special" cravings... that she needed to survive.

Cinder: (Mouth bloodied, Puts on bowler hat)

Emerald: Look! I didn't just jump into serving the Queen of Evil. We... We had some great times! But just like all great times-

SERVANT

Emerald: They come to an end.

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Cinder: (Telepathy) The Huntsmen have arrived, Emerald!.

Emerald: (Grabs box, Plucks worm, Talkover) Right, this. See, the ma'am gets her power from consuming human life, and I... I have to eat Grimm. Now, where were we again?

Cinder: (Grabs Qrow's throat, Tears it out)

Oobleck: (Holding relic) YOU WILL NOT HARM ANOTHER SOUL WHILST I STILL BREATHE!

Cinder: (Roars, Snarls)

Emerald: I'm coming, Ma'am!

Cinder: (Leaps, Bound by magic)

Oobleck: Oh, thank the Brothers that worked.

Emerald: (Runs over, Stops) Shit...

Oobleck: This is the Relic of Holding, Miss Sustrai. She cannot escape. Let us do what we must so you can finally be free!

Cinder: Free? When I am gone, they will execute you for what you have done. Sever your hands and force you to fight the Grimm. Only I can protect you. I am your only friend. I'm the only one who cares for you.

Emerald: I still remember thinking, "She really, really means it this time!".

Emerald: (Tosses a bag, Lands in the fire)

Oobleck: (Sizzling, crackling pop behind him, Drops the relic) Sustrai! We are the last of his legion! Now every drop of blood that Cinder spills will be on your hands!

Cinder: (Into smoke, Goes inside Oobleck, Explodes him from the inside)

Emerald: HOLY SHIT! Uh... That's a new one.

Port: (Shoots curtain, Drapes drop)

Cinder: (Burns in the sunlight, Leaps on Port)

Port: (Screams as he's disemboweled, Burns)

Emerald: Hold on, ma'am! (Grabs drapes, Tosses them on her) Are you okay, ma'am?!

Cinder: (Charred to a crisp, Wheezes) NO...

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The Venus Fly Trap

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“Your venus fly trap is looking pretty average,” Steph said rather hesitantly. Ilma, however, took a far less tactful approach. “It looks rather dead.” Celeste winced. “I think it’s hungry, but I can’t get it to eat anything. I even let a fly hang around it for three days and nothing.” Steph shuddered and resisted the urge to douse the kitchen in disinfectacnt, but she did make a mental note to douse Ian instead before they let him into the sharehouse again. “Maybe we can feed it ourselves,” Ilma suggested, heading for the fridge. “I put some steak in here last time Steph over-stocked on groceries.” “Lies and slander,” Steph defended herself. “I don’t overstock. I buy extra steak because we can’t have any form of poultry around here on account of Brooklyn’s love affair with the feathered creatures.” “We also can’t keep fish in the house because it makes you puke,” Ilma reminded her apathetically as she rifled through the freezer. “Aha.” She tossed the steak down on the counter with a thud and reached for a knife. With the sort of expertise and knife handling skills that made Celeste and Steph fear for the next person who crossed her, Ilma filleted the steak and placed a small sliver on one of the trap’s leaves. And nothing happened.

“It’s not working,” Celeste said, sounding defeated. “Hmm,” Ilma murmured, frowning at the plant. “Maybe it prefers fresh meat. It is a carnivorous plant after all.” “Oh joy,” Steph muttered. “Maybe we should shove Ian’s nose in there then.” Ilma, who always took the potential mutilation of Ian’s nose entirely seriously, said; “it’s not going to fit, but we could try his finger instead.” “You’re not feeding Ian to the plant!” Kiya’s shout could be heard from the lounge where she was clearly eavesdropping whilst working. “You’ll give it indigestion.” Ilma rolled her eyes. “Fine, we won’t feed Ian to the plant.” She turned to Celeste. “Did it come with any instructions when you brought it?” Celeste glanced around the kitchen and ruffled some of Kiya’s paperwork. “They’re around her soemwhere… Kiya, when are you going to clean up this mess?” “When your lazy ass boyfriend starts pulling his weight around here!” was the irritated response. “Last I checked this academy was HIS IDEA.” “You had to ask, didn’t you,” Ilma grumbled and Celeste shook her head in dismay. “Here it is,” Steph announced, plucking a colourful flyer from the bottom of the pile and reading the instructions out loud. “Do not feed a Venus fly trap any meat: including chicken, steak, sausages or hot dogs. Also, refrain from offering it fruit or candy.” She flipped the flyer over and appraised the other side, then screwed her face up in disgust. “Well that’s not very helpful at all. I’m going to get someone who has actually kept a plant alive for more than a day.” She disappeared upstairs and returned with Becky in tow. “It needs more light for a start,” Becky determined, then aimed a glare in her cousin’s direction. “If someone bothered to open the curtains around here…” Ilma looked offended. “I need to protect my skin from the UV light - think about my complexion.” Ignoring her, Becky went on. “You shouldn’t let it flower either,” she said, reaching for the sheers. “A mature trap can handle the energy deficit of producing a flower, but not before it’s at least a year old.” “But the flowers are so pretty,” Celeste lamented. “Yes, but they’re entirely useless,” Becky insisted as she began to hack away at the flowers with the sheers. “Purely ornamental.” “Oh, so like your boyfriend,” Steph deduced, then glanced over her shoulder to make sure Kai wasn’t lurking in the hallway. “And it needs food it would catch in the wild,” Becky went on, ignoring the comment. She cleared the Ilma’s steak from the trap then reached for the fly squatter Kiya had conveniently stored by the microwave. SPLAT! The fly that had been buzzing around the kitchen for the last three days met an unfortunate end and Becky plucked it from the squatter using a pair of chopsticks. “Ew,” Celeste grimaced, watching as Becky carefully placed the fly on the leaf of the trap. Then, using the edge of the chopstick, she tickled the fine hairs on the edge of the leaf and the trap snapped shut. “ACK!” Steph exclaimed, jumping back and yeeting Ilma in front of herself as a shield, but Celeste was bouncing on the balls of her feet and hugging Becky enthusiastically. “You did it!” Their mission accomplished, the girls retired to the lounge room. Steph snuggled into the couch and used Kiya’s shoulder as a pillow. “So - does the fly trap have a name?”

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From Penn  Yan, with love

By Jonathan Monfiletto

Depending on how you look at it, it was either the height of the Cold War or the early days of this standoff between the United States of America and the Union of Soviet Socialist Republics. Fourteen years after World War II ended, the Iron Curtain had indeed descended as Russia wrestled Eastern European countries into its orbit, and the Space Race was on after Sputnik and Sputnik II were launched. Still, the Cuban Missile Crisis had not yet unfolded, the Vietnam War had not yet erupted, and there were still more than 30 years before the USSR fell along with the Berlin Wall.

Amid this period of tension – sometimes with sharp words, other times with nuclear threats – as the world’s two superpowers stared each other down, a dozen Soviet graduate students – with an average age of 27 – spent a week in Penn Yan in November 1959, during a monthlong tour of the United States. They visited various businesses and industries and other establishments, and they learned about what life is like in a democratic, capitalist society during what was billed as an activity to build better international cooperation and understanding.

The group, which also included three American guides, arrived in Penn Yan on Wednesday, November 4 from the Boston, Massachusetts area – having visited Harvard University, Massachusetts Institute of Technology, WGBH Educational Television, and the like – and then departed Penn Yan one week later for a two-day visit to Washington, D.C. and a weeklong stay in Philadelphia, Pennsylvania. One of these things is not like the others, as the old Muppets song goes, but it seems Penn Yan got the nod for a tour stop because of its prior connections to the Experiment in International Living, one of the entities that organized the experience.

But unlike the group’s other stops, Yates County could offer a look into life in a rural, agrarian community. While six local families each housed two of the Soviet group members during their weeklong stay, the activities during the day kept the Soviet students learning about the agricultural and industrial components of the area and enjoying the recreation offered by the Finger Lakes region. Following a reception at the Oliver House on Thursday, November 5, the group took a walking tour of downtown Penn Yan and later visited three local farms – the Loomis poultry farm, the Miller dairy farm, and the Emerson poultry processing plant. The next day took them to Cornell University to tour the campus as a whole and then visit the animal husbandry, agricultural engineering, and home economics schools.

Other notable activities included attending classes and an assembly at Penn Yan Academy, touring Penn Yan Boat Company and Urbana Wine Cellar, and being feted at a dinner held by the Penn Yan Central School District Adult Education Advisory Council on the final night in the village. There was plenty of time in the itinerary for fun, however – group rides on Keuka Lake and even group flights over the lake as well as the senior play, a high school football game, a bowling outing, free time with their host families, and more. Civic organizations from the Chamber of Commerce to the Rotary Club to the American Legion and other groups hosted the visitors at different points in time.

The group included a medical student, a correspondent for a youth newspaper, a post-graduate agricultural student, a pianist, and even an actress, who was the only member of the group to be singled out in a newspaper headline. None of them had visited the United States before, but all of them seemed to leave with a good impression, especially of the Penn Yan and Yates County community. The goodwill extended to their hosts as well, as the families who hosted the Soviet students wrote letters – now contained within the subject files of the Yates County History Center – commenting on their positive interactions and experiences with their foreign guests. The local American Legion, seemingly contrary to its tenets, even allowed the students to use its facilities to celebrate the 42nd anniversary of the Russian Revolution – an event compared to the Fourth of July in an editorial in The Chronicle-Express.

Generally, the Penn Yan families who hosted the Soviet students had good things to say about their guests and the visit, noting the students were well mannered and well educated and the families and their visitors enjoyed discussing their respective lifestyles without getting into politics. Two main criticisms of the weeklong tour were the television coverage that distracted the Soviet students from the task at hand and the lack of free time in the schedule with which the students could have spent more time with their host families. Overall, it seems as if everyone – the Soviet students and their American hosts alike – believed the experience was a pleasant and worthwhile undertaking.

The words of one of the Soviet students, Vadim Loginov, as quoted in a newspaper article, might sum up the feelings of goodwill on both sides of this moment of U.S.-Soviet cooperation: “We know we have a different approach to things, and a different philosophy of life, but we did not come here to look for the differences, but rather want to see the many things we share alike.”

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STAVE THREE.

THE SECOND OF THE THREE SPIRITS.

Awaking in the middle of a prodigiously tough snore, and sitting up in bed to get his thoughts together, Scrooge had no occasion to be told that the bell was again upon the stroke of One. He felt that he was restored to consciousness in the right nick of time, for the especial purpose of holding a conference with the second messenger despatched to him through Jacob Marley’s intervention. But finding that he turned uncomfortably cold when he began to wonder which of his curtains this new spectre would draw back, he put them every one aside with his own hands; and lying down again, established a sharp look-out all round the bed. For he wished to challenge the Spirit on the moment of its appearance, and did not wish to be taken by surprise, and made nervous.

Gentlemen of the free-and-easy sort, who plume themselves on being acquainted with a move or two, and being usually equal to the time-of-day, express the wide range of their capacity for adventure by observing that they are good for anything from pitch-and-toss to manslaughter; between which opposite extremes, no doubt, there lies a tolerably wide and comprehensive range of subjects. Without venturing for Scrooge quite as hardily as this, I don’t mind calling on you to believe that he was ready for a good broad field of strange appearances, and that nothing between a baby and rhinoceros would have astonished him very much.

Now, being prepared for almost anything, he was not by any means prepared for nothing; and, consequently, when the Bell struck One, and no shape appeared, he was taken with a violent fit of trembling. Five minutes, ten minutes, a quarter of an hour went by, yet nothing came. All this time, he lay upon his bed, the very core and centre of a blaze of ruddy light, which streamed upon it when the clock proclaimed the hour; and which, being only light, was more alarming than a dozen ghosts, as he was powerless to make out what it meant, or would be at; and was sometimes apprehensive that he might be at that very moment an interesting case of spontaneous combustion, without having the consolation of knowing it. At last, however, he began to think—as you or I would have thought at first; for it is always the person not in the predicament who knows what ought to have been done in it, and would unquestionably have done it too—at last, I say, he began to think that the source and secret of this ghostly light might be in the adjoining room, from whence, on further tracing it, it seemed to shine. This idea taking full possession of his mind, he got up softly and shuffled in his slippers to the door.

The moment Scrooge’s hand was on the lock, a strange voice called him by his name, and bade him enter. He obeyed.

It was his own room. There was no doubt about that. But it had undergone a surprising transformation. The walls and ceiling were so hung with living green, that it looked a perfect grove; from every part of which, bright gleaming berries glistened. The crisp leaves of holly, mistletoe, and ivy reflected back the light, as if so many little mirrors had been scattered there; and such a mighty blaze went roaring up the chimney, as that dull petrification of a hearth had never known in Scrooge’s time, or Marley’s, or for many and many a winter season gone. Heaped up on the floor, to form a kind of throne, were turkeys, geese, game, poultry, brawn, great joints of meat, sucking-pigs, long wreaths of sausages, mince-pies, plum-puddings, barrels of oysters, red-hot chestnuts, cherry-cheeked apples, juicy oranges, luscious pears, immense twelfth-cakes, and seething bowls of punch, that made the chamber dim with their delicious steam. In easy state upon this couch, there sat a jolly Giant, glorious to see; who bore a glowing torch, in shape not unlike Plenty’s horn, and held it up, high up, to shed its light on Scrooge, as he came peeping round the door.

“Come in!” exclaimed the Ghost. “Come in! and know me better, man!”

Scrooge entered timidly, and hung his head before this Spirit. He was not the dogged Scrooge he had been; and though the Spirit’s eyes were clear and kind, he did not like to meet them.

“I am the Ghost of Christmas Present,” said the Spirit. “Look upon me!”

Scrooge reverently did so. It was clothed in one simple green robe, or mantle, bordered with white fur. This garment hung so loosely on the figure, that its capacious breast was bare, as if disdaining to be warded or concealed by any artifice. Its feet, observable beneath the ample folds of the garment, were also bare; and on its head it wore no other covering than a holly wreath, set here and there with shining icicles. Its dark brown curls were long and free; free as its genial face, its sparkling eye, its open hand, its cheery voice, its unconstrained demeanour, and its joyful air. Girded round its middle was an antique scabbard; but no sword was in it, and the ancient sheath was eaten up with rust.

Scrooge’s Third Visitor

“You have never seen the like of me before!” exclaimed the Spirit.

“Never,” Scrooge made answer to it.

“Have never walked forth with the younger members of my family; meaning (for I am very young) my elder brothers born in these later years?” pursued the Phantom.

“I don’t think I have,” said Scrooge. “I am afraid I have not. Have you had many brothers, Spirit?”

“More than eighteen hundred,” said the Ghost.

“A tremendous family to provide for!” muttered Scrooge.

The Ghost of Christmas Present rose.

“Spirit,” said Scrooge submissively, “conduct me where you will. I went forth last night on compulsion, and I learnt a lesson which is working now. To-night, if you have aught to teach me, let me profit by it.”

“Touch my robe!”

Scrooge did as he was told, and held it fast.

Holly, mistletoe, red berries, ivy, turkeys, geese, game, poultry, brawn, meat, pigs, sausages, oysters, pies, puddings, fruit, and punch, all vanished instantly. So did the room, the fire, the ruddy glow, the hour of night, and they stood in the city streets on Christmas morning, where (for the weather was severe) the people made a rough, but brisk and not unpleasant kind of music, in scraping the snow from the pavement in front of their dwellings, and from the tops of their houses, whence it was mad delight to the boys to see it come plumping down into the road below, and splitting into artificial little snow-storms.

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What if... Hoodie got a job at Freddy's? (2)

Tw.: Uncensored language, usage of gun

"You have to go to watch ovew Fweddy and his fwiends again?" Sally asked in a sad tone.

"Yep" Hoodie confessed. "But only 'till 6 am. I won't be out for long, Sally.

It was half past ten in the evening. Hoodie decided to get ready already. He would pack a survival kit. Sandwich, water, flashlight, things like that. He decided to bring his loved gun and ski mask as well, to feel more confident. The incident with Bonnie or any other animatronic must not happen again.

"TIM!" he shouted, already standin at the door.

"WHAT?!" a voice came from outside of the mansion.

"BRING ME TO FREDDY'S, WILL YA?"

A weird mixture of coughing and laughing could have been heard. 'Masky is smoking again', rolled his eyes Hoodie.

"Di-did I he-hear it right? Bria-Brian wants to go to Fred-Freddy's? - Toby stepped behind Hoodie.

"Well, Masky? Can you take me, or not?" the proxy decided to ignore Toby.

"Will do, will do" he laughed.

>>>NIGHT TWO, 12 AM.

Brian got comfortable in his chair in the office, and started to wait. If things already happened on his first night, they will on the second either.

He didn't need to wait for long. Five minutes after his shift started, Chica was already standing in the Dining Area, staring at the camera. She played a staring competition with Brian for half a minute, then the screen went static, and the robot disappeared. He hadn't found her anywhere, she must've went to the kitchen, guessing by the sound of pans. For some reason, the cameras were disabled there.

Not long after that, Bonnie moved, too. Brian found him in the Dining Area either.

The proxy took a five-minute break to save power. He spent the time useful though. He decided to load and get his gun ready if he would need it, however, he didn't know whether it could take down an animatronic or not. Furthermore, just to feel more confident, he pulled his beloved ski mask with the frown over his head.

Nothing much happened during his break. Foxy got more visible by opening his curtains a little bit, while Chica and Bonnie got to the ends of each Hall, one of them the eastern and one to the western side. Brian decided to watch both corridors with his gun in hand.

He didn't have to wait for long. After two minutes, Chica was quickly approaching in the East Hall. Brian felt like it wouldn't be a wise idea to use the gun. He decided to defend himself in a more creative and funny way (at least, for him). He waited until the robot got close enough and closed the door in front of her beak. Chica was pounding on the door, furiously screeching, and Brian couldn't stop laughing. The fear he felt during the first night was long gone. He decided to annoy the robot band.

During the encounter with Chica, Bonnie went missing. Brian found him in the Backstage, where he was staring at the camera very close, creepily, like in a horror movie. Chica, for the relief of the proxy, was heading back to the Dining Area. He found her at the end of the East Hall. He could finally open the door.

Brian glanced at the tablet. The energy was on 74%.

>>>NIGHT TWO, 2 AM.

The following one hour and 45 minutes were uneventful. Bonnie and Chica kept walking around rapidly in the Dining Area, Backstage, Kitchen and Restrooms like they were in pain. Freddy was still in his place. Foxy was still visible while humming a song that was supposed to be cute, but the situation and the time made it creepy.

"Come on, please, something happen already!" Brian mumbled.

Your wish is my command!, the author replied.

Sounds were coming from the corridor on his left. Brian sighed loudly. That must be Bonnie. He was right. He tricked the rabbit robot the same way he did to the chicken, but much slower. Bonnie was walking in a very lazy, slow pace.

The animatronic got bored of banging on the door quicker than his poultry co-worker. After a minute, he was at the Dining Area, staring at Chica. It was like they were talking telepathically. The man opened the left door again.

Energy at 60%.

Brian's phone started to vibrate. Jeff was calling him, for some reason. After a swift corridor-check, he answered the phone.

"Be quick."

"Ahah-Are the news true?" Jeff was laughing at the other end of the line. "Are you reheheh-really at Freddy's? How's pizza?"

"Woods..." growled Brian.

"I got the monochrome clownface with me, and he's curious if you could bring a party hat?" he giggled. At the other end of the line, something loud could been heard. "Ow, you motherfucker!"

Laughing Jack must've slapped Jeff.

"If that's the only reason you called me, then I..."

"No, no... BEN asked me to to inform you, he will visit you at around 5 am, so don't get startled and shoot his thigh like last time."

"All right, I'll be waiting for him" he agreed while checking the cameras to see what's up. Chica was looking around in the Restrooms while Bonnie was watching one of the spare animatronic heads at the Backstage. "But why did not he called and told me that?"

"He's in the middle of a big Videogame Tournament, or something like that."

"Oh, okay" Brian checked the tablet again. Chica, Freddy and Foxy the same place he'd seen them. Bonnie disappeared. "Where did he go.."

"What?"

"I was not talking to you."

"Then to who? You befriended a six-year-old?" Jeff started to giggle again.

>>>NIGHT TWO, 3 AM.

"If you'd use that last two brain cells of yours, then you would realize, that IT'S 3 AM! - Brian shouted at him. Suddenly, he heard footsteps approaching from the West Hall. "Wait a minute, please."

"What? Why?"

Brian choose not to answer. He simply placed his phone to the chair. While listening to Jeff's curious questions, he stepped to the left door and switched the light on. Only a few centimeters/inches from his face was Bonnie, slightly bowing forward, on the same height as Brian's face.

Nobody knew who was more surprised. Brian, that the robot managed to get this close to him, or Bonnie that the night guard has an iconic mask of a infamous serial killer much talked about by concerned parents.

"AARGH!" the man got his pistol out by reflex and shot, destroying the right eye of the animatronic, then hurriedly closed the door before that thing could get in.

During this whole thing, Jeff hadn't stopped talking.

"What was that? Hoodie? Hey? Hey! Answer already!"

"JEFFERY, YOU SHITHEAD! I ALMOST DIED BECAUSE OF YOU AND YOUR IDIOTIC CALL! DON'T YOU DARE CALL ME WHILE I'M WORKING EVER AGAIN, BECAUSE YOU MAKE ME LOOSE MY FOCUS!"

"While working...?"

"I'M A FUCKING NIGHT GUARD, GOT IT? - Brian shouted like a lunatic then hung up the phone angrily.

The proxy got only a little time to calm down. Bonnie went away a while ago from the corridor, then to stop at the Supply Closet, but Chica was coming from the other. Luckily, she changed her mind. Brian saw her at the Dining Area again.

Energy was on 48%.

The rest of the night went away fast. Freddy didn't want to move a finger. Neither did Foxy. On the other side, Chica and Bonnie were really active. Both of them tried to get inside twice. They spent their time mostly in the Restrooms and the Dining Area, though.

>>>NIGHT TWO, 5 AM.

5 am came quickly, but went away just as fast. BEN was nowhere to be seen, but Jeff promised that he will come. Maybe he forgot, maybe not. That could've been the case that they wanted to prank him to be on the edge non-stop, too. That didn't matter anymore. His shift was almost over.

Brian looked at his desk, and remembered Sally. How sad she was, when he needed to go! The man decided to recompense the little girl. He grabbed the Bonnie plush and stuffed it inside his bag.

"Wait, I still have sandwiches."

He spent the last half an hour eating and drinking.

The bells rang. His shift was over. He survived this one, too.

>>>NIGHT TWO, 6 AM. SECOND NIGHT COMPLETED.

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Migration statistics don’t tell us much about the people who leave their own countries and loved ones to work in poorly paid and physically demanding jobs. A lot of the time, we don’t even see them – because they live somewhere out of sight in hostels and spend their days working. I worked undercover alongside some of them for a number of months in 2022, to report on the shocking conditions facing EU citizens who work in the lowest-paid jobs in western Europe – often invisibly. Five years earlier, in 2017, I had gone undercover in my own country, the Czech Republic, to experience work in some of the worst-paid sectors there. I did jobs in a hospital washroom, at a poultry plant, behind a cash register and at a waste-sorting facility. That project became a book and a film. In 2017 I had noticed that most of my co-workers from poorer countries, such as Ukraine or Romania, who had found work through job agencies, worked much longer hours than Czech staff and endured conditions worse than anything that local people would tolerate. I decided to expand the project to assess conditions for eastern European workers in some of the lowest-paid sectors in western Europe. The EU forms a single labour market that makes migration for work very easy, but inequalities between the 27 nations create a range of problems. Migration flows within the EU increased dramatically after central and eastern countries joined the bloc between 2004 and 2007, gaining rights under the EU’s free movement policy, and after the financial crisis of 2008. The real driver of east-west migration, however, is that big differences in wages, living standards and incomes persist. You could say that Europe remains divided, not by an iron curtain but a wage curtain.

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Top 10 Benefits of Silpaulin Poultry Curtains Providing Shade for Your Poultry Farm.

Silpaulin poultry curtains provide several benefits of your poultry farm chickens to enhance their health, comfort, and productivity. It is the best choice for providing shade and protection on poultry farms. Here are the top 10 benefits of using Silpaulin poultry curtains– Improved Health – With the help of poultry curtains reducing direct sunlight to prevent heat related condition. Increased…

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A helmet using a curtain of air could make face masks obsolete

New Post has been published on https://sa7ab.info/2024/08/12/a-helmet-using-a-curtain-of-air-could-make-face-masks-obsolete/

A helmet using a curtain of air could make face masks obsolete

In an era where airborne health threats remain a constant concern, a groundbreaking innovation has emerged from the University of Michigan that could revolutionize how we protect ourselves from viruses and other harmful particles. Let’s explore this development and its potential impact on worker safety and beyond.GET SECURITY ALERTS, EXPERT TIPS – SIGN UP FOR KURT’S NEWSLETTER – THE CYBERGUY REPORT HEREImagine a device that shields you from airborne viruses without covering your face. That’s exactly what the “Worker Wearable Protection Device” does. Created by a team led by associate professor Herek Clack at the University of Michigan, this ingenious gadget uses an invisible curtain of air to keep harmful particles at bay.SKYROCKET TO A HEALTHIER LIFESTYLE WITH THIS GEAR IN 2024The device consists of a hard hat equipped with a visor that houses downward-facing air nozzles. These nozzles create a curtain of air that curves around the wearer’s face, effectively blocking 99.8% of aerosols, including viruses. But here’s the interesting part: The air itself is pre-treated to kill any viruses present, pushing that protection level to nearly 100%.HOW TO REMOVE YOUR PRIVATE DATA FROM THE INTERNET5 BEST TELEMEDICINE APPS FOR VIRTUAL HEALTH CAREThe magic happens in a 10-pound backpack that houses the device’s brain. This backpack contains several crucial components: a battery to power the system, electronics to control the operations, an air handling system to manage airflow, and a nonthermal plasma module. The nonthermal plasma module is the star of the show. It creates ionized gas at low temperatures, effectively killing airborne viruses before they reach the air curtain.HOW GENERATIVE AI COULD CUT HEALTH CARE COSTS, DEVELOP NEW CANCER DRUGSThe Worker Wearable Protection Device is currently being tested at Michigan Turkey Producers, a poultry-processing plant. Here, workers face constant risk of respiratory viruses from both their colleagues and the birds they handle. Previously, these workers relied on paper masks, which came with a host of problems. They found it difficult to communicate effectively, their safety goggles would often fog up, and the masks couldn’t maintain a consistent facial seal throughout the workday. Moreover, workers had to remove their masks when eating or drinking, leaving them temporarily unprotected. The new device solves all these issues while providing superior protection.While the current model is designed for industrial settings, Taza Aya, the company commercializing the technology, has plans for a smaller, sleeker consumer version. CEO Alberto Elli expressed excitement about the initial results and anticipates launching the Worker Wearable in 2025.As we continue to face challenges from airborne pathogens, innovations like this give us hope for a future where we can work and interact safely without the limitations of traditional face masks. While there’s still work to be done before this technology becomes widely available, the early results are promising. As we look forward to 2025 and beyond, the Worker Wearable Protection Device may well become a common sight in workplaces and public spaces, offering an invisible but powerful shield against airborne threats.In what other industries or settings do you think this technology could be applied? … .

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Bangladesh's Booming Export Industry: Top Products and Destinations

Bangladesh has been making significant strides in the global export market, leveraging its vast export potential. The nation's export products are reaching new heights each year, driven by its dominant position in the garment industry. Bangladesh's low labor costs and affordable raw materials have made it a formidable competitor in the global market. This article delves into the top exports of Bangladesh, its main export destinations, and the leading companies driving this growth.

Bangladesh's Total Exports in 2023-24

In the 2023-24 fiscal year, Bangladesh was ranked as the 52nd largest exporter globally, according to the economic complexity index. The country stands out as the top exporter of textile scrap, jute yarn, textile fiber, and men's shirts. According to Bangladesh export data Bangladesh's total exports reached an all-time high of $361 billion, a significant increase from $62.2 billion in the previous year.

Major Exports of Bangladesh

Readymade Garments

The readymade garment (RMG) industry is Bangladesh's largest export sector, contributing approximately 46.74% of the country's total exports. Bangladesh has established itself as a global hub for RMG exports, with major markets in the US, UK, Germany, Italy, and France.

Jute and Jute Products

Accounting for about 13.6% of Bangladesh's total exports, jute, and jute products are among Bangladesh top export products. Known as the "golden fiber," jute products such as hessian cloth, canvas, sacking, and scrim are primarily exported to Pakistan, China, and India.

Footwear

Footwear is an emerging industry in Bangladesh, accounting for about 2.5% of total export earnings. The major export destinations for Bangladeshi footwear include the Netherlands, India, South Korea, France, and Spain.

Miscellaneous Textiles and Worn Clothing

Miscellaneous textiles and worn clothing contribute around 2.1% to Bangladesh's total exports. This category includes curtains, sacks and bags, tarpaulins, blankets, and rope, with major markets in the US, Europe, Japan, Australia, and Canada.

Headgear and Caps

Headgear and caps account for about 1.2% of Bangladesh's total export earnings. The primary markets for these products are the US, Germany, France, Poland, and Canada.

Paper Yarn and Woven Fabric

Paper yarn and woven fabric make up around 1.2% of Bangladesh's exports. These materials, used in artisan jewelry and other products, are mainly exported to China, India, Thailand, and South Korea.

Leather and Animal Gut Articles

Leather and animal gut articles represent about 1% of Bangladesh's total exports. This profitable industry benefits from low-cost raw materials and labor, with major export destinations including Germany, Poland, and Spain.

Fish, Shrimps, and Prawns

Fish, shrimps, and prawns contribute around 0.7% to Bangladesh's total exports. This sector is crucial for export income, with primary markets in the European Union, Japan, and the USA.

Feathers, Artificial Flowers, and Hair

These products make up about 0.4% of Bangladesh's total exports, with Germany, Sweden, and India being the main importers.

Aircraft and Spacecraft

Aircraft and spacecraft exports account for approximately 0.3% of Bangladesh's total exports. This category includes helicopters, airplanes, satellites, suborbital vehicles, and spacecraft launch vehicles, with significant exports to the Netherlands, UK, and Czechia.

Top Export Destinations

Bangladesh's top export destinations are:

USA: $970 billion

Germany: $708 billion

UK: $531 billion

Spain: $368 billion

France: $329 billion

Italy: $239 billion

Netherlands: $209 billion

India: $213 billion

Japan: $190 billion

Poland: $185 billion

Canada: $172 billion

Australia: $126 billion

These countries account for about 60% of Bangladesh's total exports.

Leading Export Companies in Bangladesh

Here is the list of top companies of exports of Bangladesh: 

Kazi Farms Group (poultry)

Bangladesh Petroleum Corporation (oil products)

Beximco Pharma (pharmaceuticals)

Pragoti (automobiles)

KDS Group (garments, textiles, steel)

Petrobangla (oil, natural gas, minerals)

Walton (motorcycles)

ASM Chemical Industries (industrial chemicals)

Advanced Chemical Industries (pharmaceuticals, consumer brands, agribusiness)

Dragon Group (clothing, notably sweaters)

These companies are crucial in meeting the growing global demand for Bangladeshi goods.

Conclusion

To achieve high profits in export businesses, exporters need to understand global trade demands and connect with top buyers. This strategy will enable businesses to expand globally and play a significant role in the global economy. Platforms like Eximpedia.app provide valuable data, helping new and existing exporters stay informed about market trends, major exporters and importers, shipment values, and more. For personalized assistance, their team of experts is available 24/7. Connect with them now and set new records in your export business. Thank you for reading.

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Silpaulin Tarpaulin Services by Hukumdar Shade Maker: Versatile Solutions for Agricultural Needs

At Hukumdar Shade Maker, we pride ourselves on being a prominent supplier of high-grade Silpaulin Tarpaulins, offering versatile solutions that are highly regarded in the agricultural sector. Silpaulin tarpaulins have gained popularity for their exceptional moisture barring properties and a wide range of applications. Our Silpaulin tarpaulin services are designed to meet the diverse needs of our clients, providing reliable protection and durability in various agricultural settings.

Versatile Applications

Silpaulin tarpaulins are known for their versatility, making them indispensable in agricultural practices. They are commonly used for covering greenhouses, mulch, and post-harvest seeds, offering protection against moisture and environmental factors. Additionally, Silpaulins serve as effective fumigation covers, poultry curtains, pond and canal linings, bullock cart covers, tractor trolley covers, and floor underlays, among other uses.

Exceptional Properties

Silpaulin tarpaulins are made from cross-laminated plastic film, representing a revolutionary concept in the evolution of plastic films. This innovative construction results in tarpaulins that are exceptionally durable, tear-resistant, and waterproof, providing reliable protection against the elements. The moisture-barring properties of Silpaulins make them ideal for agricultural applications, ensuring that goods and materials remain safe and dry even in challenging conditions.

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At Hukumdar Shade Maker, we offer customized solutions to meet the specific requirements of our clients. Whether you need Silpaulin tarpaulins for covering a greenhouse, lining a pond, or protecting agricultural produce, our expert team will work closely with you to design and deliver tarpaulins that meet your exact specifications and preferences.

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Choose Hukumdar Shade Maker for premium-quality Silpaulin tarpaulin services that deliver versatile solutions and reliable protection for your agricultural operations. With our commitment to excellence and customer satisfaction, we ensure that your goods and materials remain safe and secure, allowing you to focus on maximizing your agricultural productivity

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I have a bed and wardrobe in the new place now! The wardrobe is solid wood and weighs like 400lbs so it was unfortunately extremely difficult to get into the place. It looks nice though, and we got it from a rich guy who was moving to Florida the next week so he gave it to us for free, literally refused to take money for it. We have temporary sheets on the bed because the actual ones are being shipped and haven't arrived yet. We got the mattress on Saturday and it's really comfortable, I thought I was a medium firmness mattress person but this one is soft and I slept on it for hours this evening. Both window A/C units are in so it's no longer ungodly hot in the apartment either. I got curtains put up in the living room, unstuffed and washed the 3 base cushion covers on the couch, and we now have foam to restuff the base cushions with. Poultry couch saga is officially over now! We just have to move in some small stuff like clothing, sheets, towels, my desk, and cat stuff and then it's ready to be lived in! We're still waiting on some items to come in the mail so it won't be tomorrow obvi but maybe sometime this week!