I always see the dog choking info on here, so here’s what to do if a kitty is choking

hazel-k-proserpine:

littlerosebirb:

breelandwalker:

coldalbion:

earthmindheartsky:

mycatisadolfkitler:

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Save your kitties, we all know they eat everything anyway. 

http://www.wikihow.com/Save-a-Choking-Cat

http://www.wikihow.com/Perform-CPR-on-a-Cat

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important

REBLOG TO SAVE THE KITTIES!

IMPORTANT FOR KITTY OWNERS

THIS IS SO IMPORTANT!!! MY CAR WAS CHOKING ON SOME RIBBON THAT GOT LEFT ON THE GROUND AND THESE TIPS SAVED ONE OF MY PRECIOUS FUR BABIES’ LIVES.

the-mad-march-hare42:

aegipan-omnicorn:

badgrapple:

scotsdragon:

thefingerfuckingfemalefury:

mirrorfalls:

moon-crater:

aesthethiicc:

A Christmas Carol is so wild to me because it takes not one, not two, but like four fucking ghosts to convince this dude not to be the biggest douche in the universe. Like, four fucking ghosts came back from the dead, rose from the Goddamn grave to be like, “I came back from the dead because you need to quit your shit.” Fuck. How big of an asshole do you have to be to have four fucking ghosts tell you to stop?

Have you ever met a rich capitalist

Also, one of those ghosts was a rich capitalist douche. He needed to reform Scrooge to work off his own sentence, didn’t he?

Marley’s ghost basically told Scrooge that if he kept being a greedy douchebag he would go to hell and Scrooge still needed convincing and that honestly is 100% believable to me

That an old rich white guy being told “Your going to hell unless you help the poor” would respond by going “I still kind of want to NOT help the poor tho?”

Charlie Dickens knew what was up.

Dickens had to work in a factory hos entire childhood. His father was thrown in a debtor’s prison. Thats why all his stories are about rich fucks getting owned.

The thing I love about A Christmas Carol is that
at the time he wrote it, Christmas, as a holiday, was on par with our Arbor Day. And Scrooge held the Majority Opinion. 

 Dickens originally set out to write a Very Serious Pamphlet About the Plight of the Poor in Modern Times, with numbers, and statistics, and gruesome details about the state of debtors prisons. And he realized that it would probably not change a single thing, in the end.

So he changed it to fiction, and made it emotional, and focused on the lives in one specific family.  And he also self-published it, because he realized that a for-profit publishing house wouldn’t want to touch it.  And gave it to friends.

Not only did it help change people’s attitudes toward charity organizations and help reform labor laws, it also (pretty much) revived the whole custom of celebrating Christmas at all.

That, my friends, is the power of a well written ghost story.

I just looked up this to see if this was true and it is!

The pamphlet was going to be called ‘An Appeal to the People of England, on behalf of the Poor Man’s Child’

He decided to write the story because he realised that soap-boxing factory workers and their employers on the importance of educational reform wasn’t going to work on a society-wide scale.

A Christmas Carol is literally a leftist/socialist story about not being a dickwad to your employees because they’re human too, your ‘fellow man’

seph-cosmopolitan:

seph-cosmopolitan:

Goyim, please take antisemitism seriously and work to actively critique the antisemitism within and around yoi, whether it is implicit or explicit. So many of us are in mourning after Squirrel Hill bcz we’re terrified of stuff like this happening. We need you to be in solidarity, supporting us. There’s a better world out there, and we can build it, but one of the requirements for that is rooting out antisemitism. Z”L

If you’re a goy, please reblog this

mintedpotters:

westafricanbaby:

hi-imkingdavid:

thefallen-king:

azariathegoat:

mrsolodolo24:

17mul:

that-bi-guy:

ghostsisreal:

mega-purplezebracorn:

kinghispaniola:

nopos-tacabron:

thetrippytrip:

I’m with this movement!  

me

Salute to this movement

This is so important!

Everybody needs to value eachother!!! Yes!!!! I love this!!!!

Can’t tell you how many times I’ve been coerced into sex because some girl decided that she wanted it, and when I say no she turns it into some kind of criticism of her. Or I’m cheating. Or I’m actually gay. Or she starts groping me and playing with me trying to “get me in the mood”. Or she just won’t take no for an answer. After many years of this you know what I’m left with? Low self esteem, constant bad sex, depression, having all sex now feel like a chore, being terrified that if I have sex with someone I actually *like* then it won’t work out, and the feeling like I CAN’T say NO.

Ladies, “No means No” isn’t just for guys. Some of us have grasped the concept. Time for you to do so as well.

I support this movement 100%

I’m here for this I’m tired of these double standards

The move

🙌🏽🙌🏽🙌🏽

Mannnnn I had this conversation with this girl like the other week

I’m here for this!!! AND STOP CALLING MEN GAY OR “SUSPECT” BECAUSE THEY AREN’T SEXUALLY ATTRACTED TO YOU OR THEY AREN’T IN THE MOOD TO HAVE SEX WITH YOU‼️

NO MEANS NO ALL THE TIME.

seriesofnonsequiturs:

mareliini:

johnny-spades:

little-moist:

nevver:

Right-sized

im so fucking confused whats happening

I think it’s shrinking the countries based on population

No it does literally what it says in the title: shows the countries in their true size. Any projection used in 2D maps has it’s faults and mercator displays areas near poles bigger than they are.

someone put that west wing scene on here

noknightinarmor:

goys2men:

awhiffofcavendish:

biggest-gaudiest-patronuses:

fightthemane:

hostagesandsnacks:

childrentalking:

itwashotwestayedinthewater:

fabledquill:

killerchickadee:

intheheatherbright:

intheheatherbright:

Costume. Chitons.

Marjorie & C. H. B.Quennell, Everyday Things in Archaic Greece (London: B. T. Batsford, 1931).

Wait, wait…. Is that seriously it? How their clothes go?

that genuinely is it

yeah hey whats up bout to put some fucking giant sheets on my body

lets bring back sheetwares

also chlamys:

and exomis:

trust the ancients to make a fashion statement out of straight cloth and nothing but pins

Wrap Yourself In Blankets, Call It a Day

Wear blanket. Conquer world.

That last one looks dope

the chlamys is more of a dick-almost-out look

people I still want to stab over a decade later:

vocifersaurus:

thebibliosphere:

morgynleri:

deadcatwithaflamethrower:

Creative Writing Professor at a former college: Welcome to creative writing! By the way,
you will not write fantasy, ghost stories, pranormal, or science fiction
in this class, as this is a creative writing course.”

What the ever loving fuck is with “creative” writing professors who think that speculative fiction of any stripe ISN’T CREATIVE?

I still remember my own creative writing teacher telling me this because he saw the Terry Pratchett book on my desk and got this smug smirk on his face like “aha, gotcha”. He had the nerve to pick it up and call it “popularist fiction”, like somehow being popular and easily accessible made it less inherent in intellectual value.

I had it in my back pack because I did my final thesis on the evolution of mythology and folk tails into fantasy and sci-fi and the societal importance of telling stories (before anyone asks, no I don’t have it, I lost it when I moved continents), and I used Terry Pratchett because there wasn’t a single humanitarian issue the man did not touch on.

Which I told him. And then he kind of floundered and went “ah, well but, it’s…well I mean it’s not exactly high brow”, like neither the fuck was Shakespeare or Dickens you self-important turnip. Dickens was literally selling his stories by the chapter. He was the popular author of his time. Shakespeare was too, he fucking made up words and phrases all the time because the language he needed to express himself didn’t exist in the way he needed it too.

Intellectual elitism is nothing more than a hold over from class warfare and the belief that only certain people should get to be truly educated. And it needs to be smashed.

neither the fuck was Shakespeare or Dickens you self-important turnip

c0ffeekitten:

strawberryspoons:

Interviewer: where do you see yourself in 5 years?

Me: I used escapist fantasies as a coping mechanism to get through years of trauma and therefore never learned how to plan for a real life future

Alternatively: I went through periods of depression so frequent and intense that I never considered that I’d actually make it to my 20s so now I’m kinda just making it up as I go

Church basement aesthetics:

thegestianpoet-archive:

  • Hot cocoa in a Styrofoam cup but
    there’s not enough room in the cup for a full packet of hot cocoa so it’s
    either too strong or too weak
  • A piano that hasn’t been played
    since the 1980s
  • A room that’s always closed and
    has adults talking behind it but you’re not quite sure who they are or if they
    ever leave
  • Donuts that you’re not allowed to
    eat
  • Scented markers and multicolored
    craft sticks in an old basket
  • Veggie tales on VHS and two
    rolling tvs on ancient tv stands
  • A room behind another room that has christmas decorations in it
  • This table:
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  • that one bitch who’s always always wearing tights and a dress even though the basement never gets above like 55 degrees 
  • Dusty ass bibles and one lone dusty ass hymnal
  • Old programs for concerts, baptisms, events, and VBS printed with black ink on colored 8.5″x11″ paper folded in half 
  • Little acrylic bead craft projects in the shapes of lizards or cats that some girl made at church camp and forgot to take home 
  • Glitter but not in the joyful gay way
  • Moms in fleece