"This Is (Italian Friend) And They're Welsh"

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I was in reception, it was cool, the problem was they where never the right hight for the year group in that class y6 one was really low down and no one could reach the y1 one

That relatable (older) Gen Z memory: when all the projectors and white boards got replaced by Smart Boards™ around like fifth grade and none of the teachers knew how to use them but they Had To Use them otherwise the school just wasted a bunch of money and it was a rlly weird transition

Was never a 11 year old

There are only two genders: never read homestuck and never read warrior cats

so for bizarre life experiences, today, in a tour for a rental house, the landlord failed to mention that the previous tenant was being evicted. the landlord also failed to show up for the tour, then called the guy he was currently evicting to ask him if he would be willing to give us a tour.

and then that guy did.

whole house was full of cat shit. minimum 5-10 loose turds per room. uncountable layers of piss. whole house was carpeted, of course. the smell was so bad we fled within 5 minutes.

then landlord called us afterwards to give us the whole high-pressure sales routine, yeah it'll be cleaned before you move in, don't worry about it, but you gotta sign fast because this thing is gonna get leased within the day once the smell is gone and i was just. i'm not just not-sold im genuinely wondering if i should call the city about this. i don't know if that house can be fixed. i think that house could be condemned, and he didn't just show it to me, he set it up. he could've refused to let me tour. he could've cancelled. instead be begged and pleaded and weedled with a man that he hated, who hated him, for us to pretty please be allowed to look at the mummified cat turds all over that mans living room. and then that man obliged obliged, and i have no idea who the winner of that whole arrangement was supposed to be.

i know i wrote a diatribe this morning about how people are irrational chaos beasts, but like. damn. even i forget that sometimes. i need a bath.

This guy just gets raggdolled man.

Especially details like the contract's.

We’re all missing the elephant in the room here.

IF THIS WAS ALL A HALLUCINATION (which it most likely is) AND CONSCIOUS RANBOO NEVER WENT INTO THE PRISON  IN THE FIRST PLACE,

HOW THE FUCK DOES HE KNOW WHAT IT LOOKS LIKE INSIDE?!

happy twin day

Who the fuck is eating scotch eggs hot

Playing pokemon today and had a nice little picnic and I left it running for 5 minutes when I went to pee, and I came back to 6 fucking eggs in my basket. This is my party.

They are all male except my goddamn houndoom. I have 6 houndour eggs from when I looked away for a couple of minutes, and as someone with no idea about egg groups I have no idea who the father is.

Slut Shame Her.