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stone-cold-groove · 7 months ago
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Put a tiger in your tank!
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wutbju · 1 year ago
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Humble Oil & Refining? Is there no business that BJU won’t beg for advertising dollars?
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birdsandcake · 6 months ago
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You may spank it.
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Once.
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july-19th-club · 15 days ago
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i just did myself a little plate of olives and anchovies and cheese for dinner bc i like greasy food but this is grease that is still arguably good for you and i spent like fifteen minutes. deboning anchovies. i have before and i will again go in with the fingernails to painstakingly pull and pluck the most visible bones from the teeny tiny fishies because one time i ate anchovies that omega 3 loaded and delicious snack, and i also got an anchovy bone stuck like a splinter in the roof of my mouth. had to go in there with tweezers to get it. and ever since i have been at war between the desire for oily ittybitty fish and the fear of bone splinter mouth trauma . anyway look at my plateeeee . thats aldi camembert right there
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burguesinha24 · 3 months ago
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y'all are devouring that fucking Vi fic oh my god slow down 😭😭 almost 100 likes like what 😭😭 i adore you guysss <33
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princessnijireiki · 1 year ago
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anyway my most spiciest political take right now is so many people are showing how easy it is to lash out when they are feeling helpless, or to believe in a villain they can defeat on a smaller scale than the way the bigger wheels of the world are grinding beyond our reach, because they want to be able to do something, anything, even though that can be propaganda in and of itself, and it makes you lose track of the power of kindness and aid and support in our hands that we can do.
I think the biggest thing people can do is log off, not offline entirely, but log off the platforms where people are screaming at each other just because things feel so fraught that they have to scream and having a target lulls you into feeling like it is productive, and reach out to whoever it is you DO want to help, and ask them what you can do. financially, volunteering, labor, prayer, therapy, buying phone cards, whatever.
it's not as emotionally cathartic as feeding into your own self righteous indignation by fighting strangers on the internet, it won't lie to you and tell you that you're singlehandedly making somebody across the world bulletproof or neutralizing somebody's weapon, but it is better, because it will be the truth that you need to hear, and agency over not the smallness of your limitations, but the actual span of your reach and your capability to help beyond wishing to be superhuman and hating yourself for not being that.
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puckpocketed · 11 months ago
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hilarious fallout in the replies/qrts of a proposed pld -> nurse trade. the usual armchair gm games except everyones playign hot potato with their wretched teams underperforming salary drains.no one wants them and i think thats beautiful <3 BUT my favourite part is how all the usual pld haters are coming out of the woodwork to begrudgingly be like . well. at least OUR failhorse has performed in the past and is slightly cheaper!!!
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valoale · 9 months ago
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Nothing is more humbling than first driving a couple of weeks with a remotely new car and having to return behind the wheel of your 21 year old shitbox that’s barely holding it together
What does this third pedal do etc
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faceeeeee · 1 year ago
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AANZHAMDBAKSKSISI THANK U FOR ANSWERING MY QUESTION I LOVE UR INTERPRETATION AND I LOVE YOUR DRAWINGS if u don't mind me asking more questions- when your rub popped into existence did he went through something like that spooky drawing where it took him a while to process the fact that he had just been born and had no idea what he was supposed to do or did he just went "oh yeah i'm robtop this is my world and i'm in charge whatever" ALSO this one may sound a little weird (u don't have to answer it if u don't want to) but does the real word has any influence over this world? Like- since u said rub it's just a digital representation of the real rob let's just say the real rob decides he no longer likes idk, potbor (just an example) so he deletes him from the game, does that mean your rubrub will just go "yk what, for no apparent reason I don’t like you anymore, so im gonna kill u"?
And a less weird question: do the shopkeepers and guardians need to eat? If so, do they have any favorite foods?
HSDAHDAHG NO PROBLEM and you can ask as many questions as you want!!! It really doesen't bother me at all, in fact I get really excited bout em!!!!
So, to answer the first question: Spooky was the one that had the hardest time at adjusting to his surroundings and he spent a few days still wobbling around till he understood his intended "purpose". Rub on the other hand, as the creator, he knew exactly where he was and what his goals were right off the bat.
For the second question, you hit the nail right in the head :) Any decision or verdict that the real rub makes is immediately passed onto the robo rub in the digital realm (tadc flashbacks are killing me) so yeah he just goes "You're now considered a hindrance to the peace of this realm" and bada pim bada bum poor potbor's gone as well as everyone's memories of him. Though he CAN make decisions without having the real rub make them for him. They're the same person but at the same time they are not (A kind of example might be Severance and the whole 'innie' and 'outie' thing they have going on but if you haven't watched that series....welp im out of examples. If I don't make myself clear please don't be afraid to ask and that way I can formulate a coherent answer the 1000th time :') ).
And to answer the third question: The guardians don't need to eat but can do so if desired. The shopkeeper species on the other hand do need to eat. They are the nearest thing to a human being apart from the players.
Though the shopkeeper's meals are always limited to 2 or three types of foods so there isn't really any variety for them. Thankfully for rub, they aren't really picky and are indifferent about the fact that they eat the same stuff every day on their lunch break.
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stone-cold-groove · 8 months ago
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What’s going on behind the scenes at Indy? Ad for Esso racing fuels - 1968.
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stellabutcringe · 2 years ago
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richard papen is so funny to me this guy lies left and right without flinching and seemingly for no reason
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crimsonfacets · 2 years ago
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fun fact: The reason I say The Undertaker smells so strongly of star anise is because I got some perfume oil from a little shop that just hit me in the head and made me think of him. It's called "Grave Dirt" and I got it posing next to a little sticker I got of him.
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oblako · 19 days ago
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spicy cucumber salad is so addictive that shit needs to come with a warning
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daeluin · 1 month ago
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im odly calm considering the game against psg starts in 30 minutes
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maniakmonkey · 1 month ago
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Rompopolo's entire existence gives me anxiety. What if god gave you the body of a balloon animal with swords for arms? You love drinking crude oil but half of the year your entire ecosystem is on fire. Your natural enemy is the humble exploding gorilla.
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seat-safety-switch · 1 month ago
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One of humanity's greatest contributions to the art of creating chaos is the humble U-Haul rental van. All over this great country, people who have never driven anything larger than a minivan are now asked to operate a full-ton vehicle that's about as aerodynamic as an enormous cube on skinny tires is.
This wouldn't be a big problem, except U-Hauls, to a vehicle, are barely maintained. Here's why. When you are fleeing the depressing post-industrial city of your birth to move to a new, shiny town in order to get a job in theatre, you don't bring the U-Haul back to that cesspool. You just drop it off in the New Shiny Town U-Haul lot, and it stays there for awhile. The ownership of that U-Haul truck is sort of ambiguous, and so too is the responsibility for its maintenance.
Maybe it didn't belong to Trauma Town U-Haul, either, and nobody feels much like doing an oil change on it if it only benefits some asshole in another state that they've never met. After all, that truck could very well never make it back to its hometown before it is retired by way of a haggard father of two putting it into the ditch at 4am. They certainly aren't going to do something like replacing ball joints, or fixing that worn steering coupler, or replacing the cracked tires when the guy before you stole them for his Super Duty.
Learning how to drive an enormous, poorly-handling, badly-maintained vehicle in unfamiliar areas wouldn't be so bad if you weren't also stressed out at the time. Moving is hard, even when things are going great. Trying not to run over a Geo Metro when you're on your fourth run, haven't had a meal with vegetables in it since last week, and have exactly fifteen minutes to clear out before the landlord sets your coffee table on fire is significantly harder.
The next time you see someone in a U-Haul van, give them a bit of extra room. Let them know that you've got their back, and we're all aligned against the evil forces of capitalism that made this interaction as hellish as it needed to be. Maybe stay a little further back than that, in case they decide to pop a u-turn in the middle of the highway and end up firing an entire Ikea kitchen set through your windshield.
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