Sometimes I can’t stop thinking about how Zuko accidentally spoke against his father and begged for forgiveness, on his knees with tears in his eyes, and got half his face burned off and banished from his home
Then Zuko betrayed his uncle and everything Iroh had ever taught him, begged for forgiveness on his knees with tears in his eyes, and got a hug and complete forgiveness and unconditional love
Saw the new Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles. ..
It was okay, but it would have been better if they stuck with the actual origin story.
It would have been better if they hadn’t given the entire main cast nosejobs.
Here we go again.
Emma and Regina are just like ‘I’m sorry, did we order another gd diva in this podunk town? we’re supposed to be the hot shit around here’
Some things never change
i for one am i truly shocked that britney still experiences thirst as a fully grown adult
So yeah. Five Night’s at Freddy’s huh.
I decided to post a quick review because if you haven’t heard of this game yet, I think you should.
Five Night’s at Freddy’s is an indie horror game set in a Freddy Fazzbear’s Pizzeria, a restaurant with animatronic shows that are fun for the whole family! (well, besides that time someone got a bite out of their frontal lobe from an animatronic in an incident know as “The Bite of 87’” and the other time five children were lured by a man in a Freddy suit, and were then stuffed into the mascot’s costumes. wait. why is this place still open?)
You play as a security guard, hired to spend the nights (from 12 to 6 am) at Freddy’s for a five nights. You are inside a small room, open doors on either side of you. You have security cameras you must watch carefully. Why, you ask? Well the animatronics get a little unpredictable at night, and if they see you, apparently they kill you buy stuffing you into a Freddy suit, because they believe you are an exoskeleton without a suit. But is this the real story? five kids murdered the same way in this exact building…could that be a coincidence?
By the way, if Freddy or his friends get too close, you will have to use your door lights or close doors-which uses power.
You have limited power by the way, which causes the lights to go out when it runs out.
And you don’t want that happening.
This game is probably one of the scariest I’ve played. Though it my not seem scary when watching a playthrough, the experience of will certainly get your heart beating faster at the least. Ok, so maybe it gets a bit better as the nights go on…until one of the lovely animatronics gets you by surprise again.
It really plays on the unknown. You can only do one thing at a time: Check the cameras, check the doors, close the doors.Good luck as you turn into a nervous wreck, checking the lights every two seconds, flicking through the cameras- wait a second, where’d the bunny go? (screw that bunny, honestly)
This game is way more fun playing with other people. Yea, you may still pee yourself, but you’ll laugh afterwards. Probably.
I’m fucking sick and tired of people trying to make me out to be the bad guy when I call them out.
Fucking stop it and own up to your own shit.
PSA: Still ready to smack any and all bitches that wanna have a go at winter.
Form a neat and orderly line and this’ll be easy on everyone.
These ice bucket challenges are getting more and more interesting.
the flattened nose, I can’t stop laughing
Lisa Simpson at Stuff-n-Hug
This really says a LOT
simpsons is so next level
I took my girls shopping for some summer clothes Saturday. T-shirts, jeans, shorts. They both love Marvel and superheroes and transformers and Hogwarts and stuff like that. Not so much pink and pretty stuff. They’ve both grown so much that this was the first time we were shopping in the grown up women’s section. Boring selections when it comes to t-shirts. Flowers and zebras and butterflies.
But what was making it near impossible was that all the t-shirts, the few they kinda-sorta liked, had either low/wide cut necklines or were extremely tailored for nipped in waists with little cap sleeves and short hemlines. Showing way too much skin for their ages as far as we all were concerned. So we headed over to the men’s section. A whole WALL full of properly cut tees with great designs on them!
They ran over and started hunting up things they liked. Two women were stocking shelves.
"You know these are MEN’S shirts."
"The girl’s section is over there."
"There’s not gonna be any Princesses over here, darlin’."
"These shirts are for the boys."
"This isn’t going to fit you right, honey."
I ignored the first time one of them said anything. Just told the girls what sizes they needed to look for and that they could each pick five shirts. But the women kept interrupting me. I tried to stay polite. “Yes, I know this is the men’s department.” But they kept making comments.
Finally I was getting mad. I told them we didn’t need any help. My girls were allowed to wear whatever they liked and they didn’t like the shirt designs in the women’s section and I didn’t like how low the necklines were.
Instead of just noticing that I was getting fed up with their “help”, they started arguing with me! One of them told my oldest, who is conventionally cute and skinny and starting to fill out (but still only 12), that “Oh that’s just because he’s your daddy. He doesn’t understand that a girl wants to show off for the boys!”
That was the last straw. I’m afraid I totally lost my temper. I told them (amongst a few other choice words) that they’d better walk away and come back to finish restocking the shelves once we’d left the area or I’d get the manager.
I try hard not to be rude to sales people and people in the service industry. That’s a difficult and thankless job. But for fuck’s sake! The first few comments were bad enough, but trying to undermine my moral authority with my kids? All in the name of gender and sexuality policing. They couldn’t get past the idea that my girls might prefer t-shirts that had “boy” designs on them and that didn’t hyper-sexualize them. The idea was abhorrent to them and they had to interfere and then KEEP interfering.
Once our sales “help” was gone, the girls found a bunch of shirts. Captain America, Minecraft, Doctor Who, Batman, Avengers. All the stuff they’re into. I mean, they also like MLP and Littlest Pet Shop and soft fluffy stuffed animals and Monster High dolls. We hit the toy section too for some of that stuff cos they brought their saved-up allowances with them.
At least we didn’t get any “help” in the shoe section. They’d’ve had a cow again cos while the youngest found a cute pair of pink and purple sneakers, I ‘let’ the oldest go to the men’s section and find a cool pair of dark blue and grey ones. (and omg their feet are huge! youngest wears a women’s size 9.5 and oldest wars a men’s 8. FFS, I wear a men’s 8.5. Their feet are almost as big as mine! How’d that happen?)
I hate this gender policing shit and won’t put up with it at all. I always feel for kids whose parents enforce this shit. I see it at stores when a girl or boy strays outside the lines, too often the parents are the one who pull them back into their place and it makes me sad.
Like, their friends who are boys, when they’re over at our house, they sit there and play with the girl toys as much as the boy toys. One of the boys loves playing LPS with my youngest, making up stories and stuff. The first time I walked out into the playroom and saw, he got so nervous and tried to say that he was just doing it to be nice to her. I told him that it was fine. He could play with whatever he wanted to and I wouldn’t tell anyone. Word got around to the other boys I guess cos now they all play whatever and don’t stop if I “catch” them.
I get shit from my mom about it too. I’m trying to make them into little boys. I shouldn’t have bought them trucks and toy swords when they were little. The oldest needs to learn to start wearing dresses now not just blue jeans. Why did I ‘let’ her get her hair cut short? I need to put the youngest on a diet and make her wear training bras. Why do I let them play with boys? etc etc etc.
I just find it so hard to believe that it’s the 21st century and people are still getting their knickers in a twist over this kind of thing.
^^^^ This man deserves a dad of the year award. ^^^^
First of all, if any customer service rep ever steps that far over the boundaries of what their job actually, you have every right to tell them to back off. Please, do tell the manager. Not necessarily to get them fired, but in this case belittling both the girls and the father was completely unacceptable and they should be told not to do it in the future. Second, the girl’s/women’s section are pretty ridiculous. Either shirts are too short or the sleeves are too narrow or the waist pulls in to a Scarlett O’Hara-esque 18 inch waist and you have to give up on the idea of wearing the styles that you are drawn to. What many people haven’t discovered yet is that tee shirts are so incredibly easy to tailor! Grab a shirt from home that fits well, outline that shirt on the bigger/boxier shirt and them sew the sides so that they match the well-fitted shirt (many tutorials available online). I’ve personally bought many ‘boy’s’ shirts because it’s true, they have all the best pop culture designs and I refuse to not have the wardrobe I want because JCPenney can’t seem to widen their marketing strategies a bit.