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âDonât use your mental illness as an excuseâ means âChange your behavior, apologize, and do better next time.âÂ
âDonât use your mental illness as an excuseâ DOES NOT mean âYour symptoms are your fault, your disorder is not even an explanation, and you are a bad person if you behave less than neurotypicalâ
me: i respect everyoneâs decisions in their own dragon age games đ
person: i had alistair executed at the landsmeet
me: what the actual fuck

my friend left her window open in her bedroom and came back to find this
look at his self-satisfied little face, the cheeky shit
motherfucking australia
if there was a post to describe australia, this is it
wait.Â
you mean to tell me this isnât even a pet bird?
that in australia, you have wild birds that just fly from house to house with the express purpose of fucking shit up?
fucking HELL australia, what is wrong with you?
wake up australiaÂ
Thatâs what birds do
They fly around and fuck shit up
Do you have some kind of mysterious nice birds in your weird foreign country
Do birds in America and England fly into your house and make the bed and tidy up the living room a little bit
Itâs cold here, so they just bounce off the windows and lie there and twitch spasmodically while you look for the shovel.
Basically hurling themselves at windows is the worst thing birds do
yeah man a kookaburra literally flew into a classroom at my high school and just sat his smug ass down on top of the desk for a good 20 minutes
why has nobody mentioned the fact that in australia there are 3-4 months a year where everybody just accepts that theyâre going to get attacked by magpies. It is literally called âswooping seasonâ and these birds will fly down to peck your fucking face, and people get their eyes ripped out and shit, itâs fucking brutal.
My teacher had to go to hospital and have surgery because of swooping season. It was in the parking lot of school and all the kids would do a mad dash towards the car as the magpies tried to kill us.
no but when youâre 12 years old and riding your bike like mad on the way home from school with an icecream bucket on your head with like branches and shit sticking out if it to scare them off and none of this is considered strange
what the actual fuck australiaÂ
I am pretty sure all of these Australia stories are a massive, globally-spanning trolling effort, and only the people who have visited the country are allowed to be in on the joke.
Nope.
Went there.
Parrots tried to take our car.
Came home IN A FUCKING HURRY.
Interesting thing about magpies – theyâre not great at identifying individual humans visually, but if you make yourself identifiable in some way theyâre usually open to reason. We used to have some very aggressive swoopers in our back yard – as soon as they realised that the humans *inside* the fence never bothered them and were the source of the delicious compost heap, they turned into flying black and white guard dogs who would viciously assault any passing stranger but never bothered anyone inside the yard. Several times they swooped at us when we approached from outside, then when we walked into the yard they would pull up and act incredibly apologetic like sorry maâam I had no idea it was you I would never please donât stop stocking the food pile.
There was another little group of magpies in the park who would attack any solo pedestrian but never bothered anyone walking a dog or pushing a pram, because apparently those were identifiable traits indicating a non-threatening human. In the spirit of inquiry, I started going out of my way to be polite to the magpies – carefully walking a wide arc around them when they were on the ground, etc – and emitting an identifiable call of âhello birdieâ before swooping season started.Â
I spent the next ten years crossing that park at least once a day and as long as I turned at the first flutter of wings and said âhello birdieâ to the magpie waiting to attack as soon as my back was turned, I was fine. Every time, the magpie would stare at me for a minute and then fly off to harass some other pedestrian because apparently the magpies and I, we were cool.Â
Parrots are a lot less open to negotiation, and the little bastards travel in flocks. Beware the parrots.Â
Australia: the only country where it is necessary to sign a peace treaty with the birds in order to stay unmangled.
They did lose the Emu War, after all.
Look.
Iâve read a lot of @seananmcguireâs stories, both her novels and the things sheâs done in real life. Sheâs got a pretty delightful attitude of open curiosity when it comes to a lot of weird and possibly dangerous things in nature that would put off many.
If birds in Australia drove her back to the relative safety of North America? Thatâs scary.
Iâm not high enough level to deal with Australia, I think.
In New Zealand we have parrots that will rip the rubber door seals, windscreen wipers and hubcaps off your car. Our nature is generally a lot less rip-roaring insane than Australian nature but we do have that.
Evidence: Douchebag Parrot Decides To Destroy A Manâs Rental Car
just saw a flat-earther tweet âneed me a thick girl with curvesâ is that allowed ?
ok the shittiest part about christmastime is the fact people keep skipping over the forth verse of âwe three kingsâ like⌠we get it. yâall are white protestants who canât even think about mortality for one single second.Â
also people who skip the third verse of âo holy nightâ are reactionary cowards
ok but these lyrics are so powerful and amazing. im so pissed.
We Three Kings (4):
Myrrh is mine, its bitter perfume
Breathes a life of gathering gloom;
Sorrowing, sighing, bleeding, dying,
Sealed in the stone cold tomb.O Holy Night (3):
Truly He taught us to love one another,
His law is love and His gospel is peace.
Chains he shall break, for the slave is our brother.
And in his name all oppression shall cease.
Sweet hymns of joy in grateful chorus raise we,
With all our hearts we praise His holy name.
Christ is the Lord! Then ever, ever praise we,
His power and glory ever more proclaim!
His power and glory ever more proclaim!Important context on O Holy Night: The English lyrics by John Sullivan Dwight are from 1855, a full decade before the abolition of slavery in the United States. In fact, abolition was still a VERY fringe position. Pro-slavery advocates, meanwhile, were arguing that slavery was Godâs gift to white civilization. In that year, six years before the Civil War began, Americans were already shooting each other over whether slavery should expand out in Kansas.
Dwightâunsurprisingly, a Unitarian ministerâput the most inflammatory possible political statement of the day into his Christmas carol.
Look, The Adventure Zone is a fine podcast, but not every gay wizard is Taako from The Adventure Zone. There is allowed to be more than one gay wizard.
aesthetic: the three headed rat queen from the russian nutcracker movie and her three headed rat son
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