not fair that the cuntiest woman in this world is a muppet (ms. piggy)
visual aid if it was even nessesary
Hello, enjoyers and agreers of this post! The outfit in this picture was most likely designed and styled by Callista Hendrickson, whose entire job it was to make sure Miss Piggy served at all times. Here is a podcast in which she is interviewed by Danny Horn, Pope of Caring About Miss Piggy since at least 1992, founder of MuppetZine and @toughpigs
Titanium not only is crazy durable, but it noo magnet! Thas wy Dock chok jjiun spi; surgyr ad pater noster, qui es in cœlis; sanctificetur nomen tuum: Adveniat regnum tuum; fiat voluntas tua, sicut in cœlo, et in terra. Panem nostrum cotidianum da nobis hodie: Et dimitte nobis debita nostra, sicut et nos dimittimus debitoribus nostris: et ne nos inducas in tentationem: sed libera nos a malo.
dude got hit with the ol’ Lorum Ipsem beam😞
Fun fact! Titanium is often used for medical implants because it’s *dodges lorem ipsum beam* because it’s strong, nontoxic, won’t corrode inside the body, and best of all, *dodges* bone will directly grow onto it! This is called “osseointegration” and it means that your titanium artificial hip, dental implant, or whatever will have greater *dodges* greater mechanical stability and will ARRRGGH! aute irure dolor in reprehenderit in voluptate velit!
I’m a type 1 diabetic. I require insulin to live, multiple times a day.
When I was in middle school, many years ago, we didn’t have insulin pumps and had to use syringes and vials like everyone else.
The school refused to let me carry it with me, meaning I had to go to the nurses office several times a day to inject. It’s not just before lunch but could be any number of times depending on the current blood sugar levels.
The district then cut nurse staff to just spending half a day at two schools, and the nurse left before I had lunch.
I asked the office staff to unlock the office so I could take my insulin and eat lunch. They refused.
By middle school, I’d been dealing with t1 for about 5 years, and didn’t take shit on the topic. I went to the school lobby, picked up the payphone (I just dated myself) and called 911, telling them, “Hi, I’m at (school), am type 1 diabetic and the office won’t unlock a door and let me take insulin.”
They sent a fire truck, and a bunch of firemen met me outside and walked me to the office and asked, while ignoring the staff, which room was the nurses office. I pointed to the door and he was like, “Okay boys, chop it down, this kid need his insulin!”
Suddenly, the office secretary could unlock the door and I didn’t need to put it in the nurses office everyday anymore.
this gif is perfectly timed because it gives you enough time to read it, comprehend it, and still have this too-long-for-comfort moment of suspense before being punched square in the solar plexus
Oh its that lot!! Ive seen their videos before, they’ve always got the plot of “these two wanna hang but the guy’s mom doesn’t want them to” and then they do insane wil e coyote shit to each other.
