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myfriendwade · 7 days
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(This is how cows are transported to the vet in remote areas of Switzerland)
The great and terrible machine arrived again today. Again it was sporting a black exterior, though this was not the case every time. We watched, waited, and wondered patiently for our caretaker to reveal which of us would be chosen to ascend.
This process was not pleasant, or common for that matter, but it was one that we revered for its occasional mercies. Not all who were chosen would return, after all, but those who did would tell stories of their journey through the skies.
I remember hearing of them when I was just a calf, not much taller than the grass beneath me. Before the grass was my lifeline, it was my home, and it is said that before I lived among the grass, I was the grass myself, feeding the herd that has now brought me to life.
This is why it scares me, the great and terrible machine. With its loud, patternistic sounds echoing through the lush countryside. It preys on our weakest, when one of us among the herd is most vulnerable to its promises of a healthy return. We hear it before we see it, knowing that the soft thunder announcing its arrival will soon alter the landscape into a loud and booming symphony of chaos and noise.
The wind gives way at its feet as it touches the ground, and this time I fear my fever will be my undoing. This time, I fear I will be chosen to go on a great and terrible adventure with the machine in the sky. This fear that has taken hold of me is given purpose by the approach of my caretaker, carrying the mess of black ropes and ornaments towards my weakened frame laid amongst the grass, confirming I will be dressed for the event.
It is as it has always been. The ropes are tight, but comfortable. The ornaments jingle and sway with my movements, and would almost be mistakable for birds, had we not known they've flown away with the arrival of the machine. I see the end of my tether placed within the talons of the machine, and amongst the incomprehensible rambling and gestures between the caretakers, I can tell that it is time for me to go. It is time for my journey in the sky.
I bellow my goodbyes to the herd through my feverish state, not knowing if I will see them again after this. As the machine whirrs to life and begins its ascension, I soon after follow, watching my grass, my lifeline, become an unrecognizable wash of green over the hillsides broken only by rocks and homesteads where on occasion, other cattle could be seen watching my journey from afar.
I wonder if they know the machine. I wonder if it comes for them as it has come for me now. As I sickly meander through the skies, carried by ropes and thunder, I peer off into the vast expanse before me and mentally mark the details as I pass over them. I see the great red tower, I see the watery expanses, I see the forests that lie beyond the mountains.
The machine has shown me my place in the world, and I believe now I understand why I was taken. As I feel the end of my life inching closer, in this moment it is no longer my focus. My whole life, I've only wondered, only feared, but now, through the power of this great and terrible machine, now, I have seen.
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myfriendwade · 8 days
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Shamelessly reposting this because I want to emphasize, again, that this is the same crowd that called you an "essential worker" through their masks pulled down under their noses in 2020.
Funny how quickly fast-food service workers then became unskilled laborers not worth 40k, knowing that the average cost of rent alone is more than 42. FUCKING. PERCENT. of that income.
I really hope we remember this next time they call us "heros" for keeping their lifestyle afloat.
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myfriendwade · 8 days
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"Khaki" is one of those words that's easy to make verbal jokes with but difficult to make written jokes with.
Looks like the name of an island or something, idk.
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myfriendwade · 10 days
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god didn’t give me a dick because I’d get hard at warm paper that’s just come out of the printer and everyone would make fun of me
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myfriendwade · 10 days
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untitled comic by Pas @\paxiti on twitter
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myfriendwade · 11 days
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myfriendwade · 11 days
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SPREAD THE WORD!
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myfriendwade · 11 days
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clown ferret
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myfriendwade · 11 days
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this t4t sex is cool and fun and all but we really need to do something about the wizard’s curse
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myfriendwade · 11 days
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I think the self deprecating part of my OCD is starting to get annoyed that I've never seen a transphobe make a genuinely good point.
Like, my mental illness is screaming for a reason to hate myself for being trans but all the people that want to bully me for it are too stupid to make it happen.
It's like c'mon, I'm so easy to goad into self loathing. How do they keep fucking this up?
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myfriendwade · 12 days
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myfriendwade · 15 days
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what the actual fuck
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we did it everyone. we’re no longer allowed to talk about the CISGENDER MALE CHEST because it’s sexually explicit
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myfriendwade · 15 days
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I have several teas that look and smell like seaweed when brewed! Stronger ones shown here.
A lot of these whole leaf dried oolongs have that effect, but some other teas are basic white or black teas with the same effect, though less strongly. The Oolong showed here smells strongly like seaweed even without brewing!
I'm not 100% sure what causes it, but I think it has something to do with the plants rehydrating in the tea water. Oolongs in particular have it the strongest.
However, they all taste incredible and the seaweed smell can be quite nice when pairing them with Asian foods. I like them with a good Miso Soup and plate of Gyoza myself!
Hope this helps!
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Guys my sister gave me some of her very expensive green tea. Apparently it's from some mountain whose name I can't remember for the life of me.
Now you might be wondering why I posted this. The thing is:
it smells like Seaweed .
It tastes wonderful don't get me wrong but it caught of guard so badly. Now this isn't the first time this happened. Some time ago I got some bubble tea with my siblings and my poor brothers tea smelled and tasted like Seaweed (For anyone wondering it was a roasted Oolong tea (probably???)) Does anyone of you know why that could be? Could it be because it might be roasted?
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myfriendwade · 15 days
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