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Dirty, Happy, and Home: My husband and I adopted this pair of sugar gliders today.
Dirty, Happy, and Home: My husband and I adopted this pair of sugar gliders today.

My husband and I adopted this pair of sugar gliders today.

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Barbie, Complex, and Empire: silverbellsolicitor It kind of really corfuses me when Barbie commercials have little girls dressing them up and brushing their hair Like no Barbie is not about fashion. Barbie is about collecting as many dolls as you can get your grubby 7 year old hands on and dominating the living room with your expansive empire of plastic women. Barbie is about creating intricate social structures and spicy inter-family conflicts between town house residents. Barbie is about formulating complex back stories for tortured Ken dolls with emotional scars. It's about creating near-sadistic dramatic plot twists that split up marriages and cause that one Barble you really dislike to be ceremoniously tossed down the stairs in order to be offed by the jealous ex-wife of Ken #4. kerryrenaissance Yes, but how do you make it into a marketable commercial that won't frealk parents and caregivers out? quasi-normalcy I've always had the impression that advertisers don't really understand how girls play with their toys. mappysnappy When I played with Barbies I had this thing called The Dead Pit" which was a purple bratz laundry hamper. So whenever a Barbie got killed off she would go in there. And what I would do was I would carry her to the dead pit while singing the dead pit song. The dead pit song was just saying The dead pit over and over again in different tones. Anyway, once I finally reached the pitl would announce (name) has died. And drop her in. I would wait a few moments. Then, I would violently shake the hamper while shrieking, pretending to be the tortured souls of dead barbies from the underworld. I thought it was hilarious Source: duplexity 126,102 notes Barbie pit
Barbie, Complex, and Empire: silverbellsolicitor
 It kind of really corfuses me when Barbie commercials have little girls dressing
 them up and brushing their hair
 Like no
 Barbie is not about fashion. Barbie is about collecting as many dolls as you can
 get your grubby 7 year old hands on and dominating the living room with your
 expansive empire of plastic women. Barbie is about creating intricate social
 structures and spicy inter-family conflicts between town house residents. Barbie
 is about formulating complex back stories for tortured Ken dolls with emotional
 scars. It's about creating near-sadistic dramatic plot twists that split up
 marriages and cause that one Barble you really dislike to be ceremoniously
 tossed down the stairs in order to be offed by the jealous ex-wife of Ken #4.
 kerryrenaissance
 Yes, but how do you make it into a marketable commercial that won't frealk
 parents and caregivers out?
 quasi-normalcy
 I've always had the impression that advertisers don't really understand how
 girls play with their toys.
 mappysnappy
 When I played with Barbies I had this thing called The Dead Pit" which was a
 purple bratz laundry hamper. So whenever a Barbie got killed off she would go
 in there. And what I would do was I would carry her to the dead pit while
 singing the dead pit song. The dead pit song was just saying The dead pit
 over and over again in different tones. Anyway, once I finally reached the pitl
 would announce (name) has died. And drop her in. I would wait a few
 moments. Then, I would violently shake the hamper while shrieking, pretending
 to be the tortured souls of dead barbies from the underworld. I thought it was
 hilarious
 Source: duplexity
 126,102 notes
Barbie pit

Barbie pit

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Bad, Beard, and Blessed: nOrma1-people-sxare-me A group of rough looking boys walked past me today and all I heard of their conversation was "he's got that anxiety disorder bro so I went with him so he'd be more comfortable and it made me realise the world isn't all that bad fitzefitcher #this is team skull its-just-a-phage The pet store I worked at had a pen with rabbits near the front door. On every side of the pen were huge signs saying You can pet me, but don't pick me up!" One day two absolutely huge guys came in and one immediately reaches into the pen to grab a rabbit. Before i could say anything his friend grabbed his arm and asked him "did you see the sign? He said "yeah! it says that you can pick them up but don't pet them! Then he went quiet for a moment and softly said "l didn't read it right did 1? And his friend just puts his arm on his shoulder and said "its ok, i know you've got that thing where words get mixed up. Let just pet these cute lil shits" And I still haven't gotten over that interaction. flowernstt I was walking my dog through Boston bc he likes the likes car rides. He's a little thing tbh we call him short and long So this huge scary man with a full beard approaches me like "hey can my buddy and I pet your dog? He gets nervous around dogs but your's is so small I think it's a good place to start" Ofc I was like "yes he's very friendly!" So this guy brings his equally big friend over and they sit on the floor while this man looks terrified of my tiny dog so big man number one asks "can I pick him up?" And i say yes so he picks him up and puts him on man number two's lap and man number two is abt to freak out and his friend straight up just goes "hey man, it's okay just relax lI'd never let anything hurt you. He's a good boy." I'll never forget it ever bc I know that man looked at me (5'3, glasses, probably wearing a sweater vest) and my dog (kinda goofy looking little thing) and was like 'ah yes the two least intimidating living things l've seen in Boston all day he'll feel relaxed around them and went out of his way to help his friend. It makes me so happy anotherdayforchaosfay My husband had this Dungeons and Dragons group ages ago, and one of the guys was TERRIFIED of cats. The moment he sees one he freezes up and can barely breathe. Said guy is almost seven feet tall and solid wall of muscle Whenever he came over l'd put the cats in the bedroom and chill out with a book because my cats don't like being shut away without one of us One of my cats was pawing at the door and meowing loudly, an indication she REALLY needs to use the litter box. I let her out and decide, hey, I'm hungry and decide to the kitchen. I forgot to shut the bedroom door. Next thing I hear is the group going completely silent. My husband very calmly asks me to come over and help him gather our two cats up. I go over to where the group is and my black cat, Cacoa, is rubbing up against the guy's leg purring, and doing her "let me on your lap meow. The other cat, Jasper, is sitting at the window, chilling out. I go over and pick up Cacoa and tell the big dude she's harmless, loves laps, and would be thrilled if he pet her. Very slowly he touches my cat's face, and she leans right into his hand. He then pets her back and sighs because she's really soft and purring like mad. After a few minutes he asks how to pick her up and if it's okay if she sits on his lap He spent the next six hours spoiling my cat. The next week he showed up with cat treats and toys because he fell in love with the cats. He told me he was doing some research on house cats, and even talked to a vet about them. A couple months later he adopted two cats and was as thrilled and excited as a new parent. ruffboijuliaburnsides Oh no a new one!!! jack-the-lion Blessed post. anaalihelmisimpukka I used to work at this stable for icelandic horses and every now and then this man would turn up by the field to just watch the horses. One time I walked by him as I was going to get the horses inside, and he went "I always wanted to learn how to ride but I'm afraid of horses because they're so huge. If I could ride ponies like this, maybe I'd dare but now I'm too big and heavy for them." You should have seen his face when I told them that actually they're not ponies, just small horses and they could totally carry him. His face just lit up. Next thing I'm helping him to get on back. Today he knows how to ride Source:nOrma1-people-sxare-me 935,955 notes A classic collection of feel good stories (with new additions)
Bad, Beard, and Blessed: nOrma1-people-sxare-me
 A group of rough looking boys walked past me today and all I heard of their
 conversation was "he's got that anxiety disorder bro so I went with him so he'd
 be more comfortable and it made me realise the world isn't all that bad
 fitzefitcher
 #this is team skull
 its-just-a-phage
 The pet store I worked at had a pen with rabbits near the front door. On every
 side of the pen were huge signs saying You can pet me, but don't pick me up!"
 One day two absolutely huge guys came in and one immediately reaches into
 the pen to grab a rabbit. Before i could say anything his friend grabbed his arm
 and asked him "did you see the sign?
 He said "yeah! it says that you can pick them up but don't pet them!
 Then he went quiet for a moment and softly said "l didn't read it right did 1?
 And his friend just puts his arm on his shoulder and said "its ok, i know you've
 got that thing where words get mixed up. Let just pet these cute lil shits"
 And I still haven't gotten over that interaction.
 flowernstt
 I was walking my dog through Boston bc he likes the likes car rides. He's a little
 thing tbh we call him short and long
 So this huge scary man with a full beard approaches me like "hey can my buddy
 and I pet your dog? He gets nervous around dogs but your's is so small I think
 it's a good place to start"
 Ofc I was like "yes he's very friendly!" So this guy brings his equally big friend
 over and they sit on the floor while this man looks terrified of my tiny dog so big
 man number one asks "can I pick him up?" And i say yes so he picks him up and
 puts him on man number two's lap and man number two is abt to freak out and
 his friend straight up just goes "hey man, it's okay just relax lI'd never let anything
 hurt you. He's a good boy." I'll never forget it ever bc I know that man looked at
 me (5'3, glasses, probably wearing a sweater vest) and my dog (kinda goofy
 looking little thing) and was like 'ah yes the two least intimidating living things
 l've seen in Boston all day he'll feel relaxed around them and went out of his
 way to help his friend. It makes me so happy
 anotherdayforchaosfay
 My husband had this Dungeons and Dragons group ages ago, and one of the
 guys was TERRIFIED of cats. The moment he sees one he freezes up and can
 barely breathe. Said guy is almost seven feet tall and solid wall of muscle
 Whenever he came over l'd put the cats in the bedroom and chill out with a book
 because my cats don't like being shut away without one of us
 One of my cats was pawing at the door and meowing loudly, an indication she
 REALLY needs to use the litter box. I let her out and decide, hey, I'm hungry
 and decide to the kitchen. I forgot to shut the bedroom door.
 Next thing I hear is the group going completely silent. My husband very calmly
 asks me to come over and help him gather our two cats up. I go over to where
 the group is and my black cat, Cacoa, is rubbing up against the guy's leg
 purring, and doing her "let me on your lap meow. The other cat, Jasper, is
 sitting at the window, chilling out. I go over and pick up Cacoa and tell the big
 dude she's harmless, loves laps, and would be thrilled if he pet her. Very slowly
 he touches my cat's face, and she leans right into his hand. He then pets her
 back and sighs because she's really soft and purring like mad. After a few
 minutes he asks how to pick her up and if it's okay if she sits on his lap
 He spent the next six hours spoiling my cat. The next week he showed up with
 cat treats and toys because he fell in love with the cats. He told me he was
 doing some research on house cats, and even talked to a vet about them. A
 couple months later he adopted two cats and was as thrilled and excited as a
 new parent.
 ruffboijuliaburnsides
 Oh no a new one!!!
 jack-the-lion
 Blessed post.
 anaalihelmisimpukka
 I used to work at this stable for icelandic horses and every now and then this
 man would turn up by the field to just watch the horses. One time I walked by
 him as I was going to get the horses inside, and he went "I always wanted to
 learn how to ride but I'm afraid of horses because they're so huge. If I could ride
 ponies like this, maybe I'd dare but now I'm too big and heavy for them." You
 should have seen his face when I told them that actually they're not ponies, just
 small horses and they could totally carry him. His face just lit up. Next thing I'm
 helping him to get on back. Today he knows how to ride
 Source:nOrma1-people-sxare-me
 935,955 notes
A classic collection of feel good stories (with new additions)

A classic collection of feel good stories (with new additions)

Being Alone, Chill, and Christmas: Feels thread? Be me Loser No friends, no family Work shitty job, poorfag >Live alone in shitty studio apartment sWell, not totally alone Have stray cat I took in this summer Named him Henry -Don't know why, just looked like a Henry Very nice and chill little dude >Not much of a cat person, but love the little bastard Xmas season, depressing for me >No one to spend it with Screw it, this year I'm going to try to get into the spirit of the season Buy cheap little tree Wrap up some cat toys and treats for Henry >Put under tree -Totally crazy cat-lady territory, I know Screw it, gonna have a fun Christmas with my little pal Past week Henry has been under the weather >All lethargic and not eating >Take to vet. Vet starts talking about feline cancer >Oh man >Deep breath >"Okay, so what do we do? I mean, is there like cat chemotherapy and stuff? Vet tells me no, at this stage, euthanasia is recommended Ask if it has to be today? Can I take him home and spend the weekend with him? >They say that's okay Get home We open open up the presents His favorite treats, can only eat a couple of them, usually goes apeshit for them >He looks at the toys, but doesn't play, too tired I guess Most of the time, I just hold and pet him > Today, back at the vet >Cannot stop crying >I hold him while it happens -He licks my hand and nuzzles it STakes me 2 hours to calm down enough to finally drive home Shitty little apartment seems so big and empty now Finally got out of bed now Henry was the only friend I had in the world. What am I supposed to do now? Hello darkness my old friend
Being Alone, Chill, and Christmas: Feels thread?
 Be me
 Loser
 No friends, no family
 Work shitty job, poorfag
 >Live alone in shitty studio
 apartment
 sWell, not totally alone
 Have stray cat I took in this summer
 Named him Henry
 -Don't know why, just looked like a Henry
 Very nice and chill little dude
 >Not much of a cat person, but love the little
 bastard
 Xmas season, depressing for me
 >No one to spend it with
 Screw it, this year I'm going to try to get into the
 spirit of the season
 Buy cheap little tree
 Wrap up some cat toys and treats for Henry
 >Put under tree
 -Totally crazy cat-lady territory, I know
 Screw it, gonna have a fun Christmas with my
 little pal
 Past week Henry has been under the weather
 >All lethargic and not eating
 >Take to vet.
 Vet starts talking about feline cancer
 >Oh man
 >Deep breath
 >"Okay, so what do we do? I mean, is there like cat
 chemotherapy and stuff?
 Vet tells me no, at this stage, euthanasia is
 recommended
 Ask if it has to be today? Can I take him home
 and spend the weekend with him?
 >They say that's okay
 Get home
 We open open up the presents
 His favorite treats, can only eat a couple of them,
 usually goes apeshit for them
 >He looks at the toys, but doesn't play, too tired I
 guess
 Most of the time, I just hold and pet him
 > Today, back at the vet
 >Cannot stop crying
 >I hold him while it happens
 -He licks my hand and nuzzles it
 STakes me 2 hours to calm down enough to finally
 drive home
 Shitty little apartment seems so big and empty
 now
 Finally got out of bed now
 Henry was the only friend I had in the world. What
 am I supposed to do now?
Hello darkness my old friend

Hello darkness my old friend