Bug ass
bug ass
Boycott launch date of Switch 2 and buy it the next day, June 6.
This has worked before:
When the 3DS released, it was over priced too. No one bought it so then they lowered the price!
It has happened before, it can happen again.
If you can wait even 1 day at least, or 1 week at best, it will make a difference.
Spread the news. In solidarity of those who can't buy Switch 2, those who can buy it should at least boycott the launch date. I garantee you it WILL make a difference.
Remember the consumer is always right.
Source:
At the gate for my flight home from visiting friends and there's a woman here with a service Shiba Inu. No pics because he has a Do Not Disturb vest and taking pics of strangers is illegal but I need to stress how ON DUTY this animal is. Ears up. Eyes doing Lazer scans of everything. Examining everyone who passes within 10ft like a security guard. Ass planted on her feet. I have never seen a dog with such intense chivalric guardian energy before. He has tiny eyebrows and they are FURROWED with concentration.
Draw more lootbug please :)
Yippee:3
"Pikachu, use thunderbolt!" The human child yelled, or as many called them 'trainer', for the 12th time in the last 20 minutes.
Honestly, this was getting tiring. For 10 minutes, this human had been running around in my home cave with it's little Pikachu chatting excitedly about 'Catching a Houndour'. That got annoying quickly, and so to try and push them out I jumped into a battle with them.
The shock only lasted for a moment, Houndooms like myself weren't common in pup caves like the one we were in. But the pups needed protection and every so often one of the older members of the pack would check in and guard them and I had been set to check on them today.
But the trainer seemed to only get more excited at the prospect of skipping a Houndour and catching a Houndoom. So for the past 20 minutes, I've been hit by quick attacks and thunderbolts a 3rd of them missing because the pikachu was slower than a Slowpoke while the trainer yells like a fool.
I grit my teeth as the thunderbolt strikes my body and sends a jolt of electricity through my body.
"Good job Pikachu!" The trainer yells, "Get ready to dodge its attack!" he points at me, as if having to signal to the pikachu who 'its' is.
"Pika pi!" It wasn't even saying anything. It was just making noises to charm its trainer.
That annoying trainer who won't stop pointing and shouting and being a little nuisance.
Why did I have to attack the pikachu? Why couldn't I attack the trainer?
....Why couldn't I?
I stand up straighter and glare at the trainer, the boys face cracking from the confident smile to a weary look. I gather dark power into my teeth to prepare my attack.
I rush forward, the pikachu ducking to the ground to dodge what it assumes is my oncoming attack.
But I rush past.
And land a Bite on the trainers arm.
The world seems to still, time slowing down as my teeth crush down on the trainers flimsy arm, a crack echoing into the cave.
The trainers face shifted into one of horror and pain a scream ripping out of his chest, the pikachu no doubt gaping in surprise.
No pokemon ever attacked a trainer, not in an official encounter. The before was free range but during? Unheard of.
Yet here I was, jaw with dark power locked around a trainers arm breaking the underlying bone.
Why didn't we do this before? Why did we follow any of the unspoken rules the humans practiced amongst themselves?
I certainly won't be from now on.
A wild Pokemon has had an epiphany. Why fight a Trainer’s Pokemon and near-certainly get caught… when you can just go past their Pokemon and attack the Trainer directly? This kid and his Pikachu are getting obnoxious anyway.
Repost of Instagram post by alessandra_sanguinetti:
“In 2004 I worked as an intern in Newsweek and had to go through the wires coming in from the Middle East.
The Iraq war was raging. Israel was committing its routine violations and killings.
The images were devastating and unequivocally condemning of both the USA and Israel, but I remember the editors would reject all my picks and demand images of burnt cars or vague images of destruction.
So I brought a hard drive and collected everything they didn't publish.
It was my first live glimpse of the lack of ethics or integrity in most US media.
Not the journalists on the ground, but of the senior editors making the calls - in their self important glass cubicles.
And no, to the cynics out there..it's not all too complicated to discuss on social media.
Social media is the only reason we know what's happening in Palestine.
And the only reason mainstream news has to keep up and sprinkle some actual news now and then.
Meanwhile we are seeing much less footage coming out of Gaza - Israel has been killing off all the journalists.
This is terrifying.”
Photo credits: Nasser Ishtayeh, Yossi Alon, Saif Dahlah, Jaafar Ashtiyeh, Musa Al-Shaer, Abed Onar Qusini
I yearn to belong to something, to be contained in an all-embracing mind that sees me as a single thing. I yearn to be held in the great hands of your heart.
—Rainer Maria Rilke