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puppy safety tips

treat puppies as if they are always loaded

never point a puppy at something you are not willing to destroy

keep your paws off the puppy unless you are ready to bark

confirm positive id and be sure of what is in front and behind of the target before woofing

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If you're a motorcyclist in LA and you heard barking, that was me, sorry, it will happen again.

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Dance with Rin

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“Armed Republican militiamen on the terrace of a cafe in Barcelona” - photograph by Juan Guzman, July 19, 1936

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list of (HIGHLY ETHICAL) USA military jobs where you don’t have to kill anyone:

Public Affairs. Have you ever wanted to make literal government propaganda? Well now you get to.

Emotional Support Animal Handler. The emotional support animal in question is a mutt that one of your Battle Buddies “rescued” from Afghanistan. He named the dog “Kunduz Hospital Airstrike”

Depleted Uranium Munitions Handler

Recruiter Who Specifically Targets Teenagers

Priest Who Tries To Convince Murderers That They Aren’t Going To Hell

Guy who brings Hot Pockets™ to drone operators and fruitlessly discourages them from using the term “Bug Splat”

Guy who keeps the buildings full of munitions from catching on fire. (It’s really really important that those munitions dont explode until they impact an apartment block in the global south)

Guy who stands on the deck of Coast Guard vessels and hollers threats at migrants in the worst Spanish you’ve ever heard

Guy who maintains and repairs multimillion dollar murder machines

Guy Who Trains Guys To Kill Without Hesitation or Remorse

Sex Trafficker (Army)

Sex Trafficker (Navy)

Sex Trafficker (Marines)

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Boys love me for my epic tgirl swag and my ability to effectively defend a valuable position with mounted gun emplacements.

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Oil on canvas

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it’s still hot out. time to romanticize the bleak mid-winter

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hello!

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this is who youre asking to work 40hrs per week btw

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good boy but in the way you praise a hunting dog after you have it gore something

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Thirteen feet away lies a plate of raw meat. You don’t know that number for sure, but you do know it for sure, because this has happened before and you learn from what is done to you. The ankle chain is seven feet long; you, belly cold against the concrete, taut down to the fingertips, would be six feet more. If you tried, very hard, your fingers might brush the plate.

Just enough to pull it closer. Maybe.

If you’re lucky today.

You swallow drool. You understand the game, and you do not want to play it.

She places the toe of her shoe against the rim, tap. Pinned-back eears tremble against your skull, your teeth feel too long and sharp for your mouth - it would take so little, so very little, to nudge it across that gap. Into reach. If you scrabbled for it, like an animal–

Sunprint on the floor quavers, shifts, blurry through thick glass. Overgrown plants, pale stems visible in the high window, moving in a wind you see but never hear. There is a garden out there, you assume. The chain doesn’t reach the window.

Thinking about other things never works for long. It’s veal, this time, giving flesh of little calves, bloody on their pale plate. The smell is- the smell is—

You are not an animal. You just want it very badly.

The woman says:

“Tell me you love me.”

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Also you kind of look FTM but usually they are cute and you really aren’t. I wish you were trans 😔 maybe u are idk but to me you aren’t

BITCH?

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The Eyes of God, 2023, Digital Painting by myself, Liz Pence

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Pin him against the wall and play with his boobs this is an order, soldier!