I Do Love That You Can Name Pets Pretty Much Anything. With Children You Have To Be Reasonable But With

i say this in all seriousness, a great way to resist the broad cultural shift of devaluing curiosity and critical thinking is to play my favorite game, Hey What Is That Thing

you play it while walking around with friends and if you see something and don't know what it is or wonder why its there, you stop and point and say Hey What Is That Thing. and everyone speculates about it. googling it is allowed but preferably after spending several minutes guessing or asking a passerby about it

weird structures, ambiguous signs, unfamiliar car modifications, anything that you can't immediately understand its function. eight times out of ten, someone in the group actually knows, and now you know!

a few examples from me and my friends the past few weeks: "why is there a piece of plywood sticking out of that pond in a way that looks intentional?" (its a ramp so squirrels that fall in to the pond can climb out) • "my boss keeps insisting i take a vacation of nine days or more, thats so specific" (you work at a bank, banks make employees take vacation in long chunks so if youre stealing or committing fraud, itll be more obvious) • "why does this brick wall have random wooden blocks in it" (theres actually several reasons why this could be but we asked and it was so you could nail stuff to the wall) • "most of these old factories we drive past have tinted windows, was that just for style?" (fun fact the factory owners realized that blue light keeps people awake, much like screen light does now, so they tinted the windows blue to keep workers alert and make them work longer hours)

been playing this game for a long time and ive learned (and taught) a fuckton about zoning laws, local history, utilities (did you know you can just go to your local water treatment plant and ask for a tour and if they have a spare intern theyll just give you a tour!!!) and a whole lot of fun trivia. and now suddenly you're paying more attention when youre walking around, thinking about the reasons behind every design choice in the place you live that used to just be background noise. and it fuckin rules.

Accompanying my little sister to a chappell roan concert with my dirty blonde hair in a messy bun. I sit in the front row, too entranced by my copy of 'dykes to watch out for' by alison bechdel to dance along to 'HOT TO GO!' At the end of the performance, a security guard taps my shoulder. Chappell has noticed my lack of enthusiasm and I've caught her interest. She invites me backstage....

hey girl your pussy is awesome, where did you get it installed?

double rainbow on falsettos day ??

falsettos, am i cooked.

*you can change the desicions you make, gowever you do not retain the knowledge of it that you have

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stop using google chrome. switch to mozilla firefox.

the five homoerotic love languages:

- intimate stabbing

- outright obsession

- confused pining

- "no one knows me like you do"

- lifelong promises that always sound suspiciously like wedding vows

I was at a gas station called "Crazy Jack's Discount Shit Shack" but all the items were ancient and cursed. Crazy Jack was just some hillbilly guy with and underbite and a straw in his mouth. Had to stop my sister from buying the cursed objects, even though she knew the were all horribly cursed.

hello fellow falsettos/other musical fans!!

i have an upcoming audition for jason from falsettos, and i need help finding an audition song. preferably something by william finn, but anything works!

Forgive me Father, for I have sinned. (I accidentally clicked the wrong button on a Tumblr poll and incorrectly skewed the results.)