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See, that’s what the app is perfect for.

Sounds perfect Wahhhh, I don’t wanna
urlocalcryptidbitch
youngalientype

People will literally see a sage green building and be like "what if it was white" 🙄

youngalientype

People will literally see a unique little house and be like "what if it had beige vinyl siding" 🤢

youngalientype

People will literally see a gorgeous Victorian painted lady house and be like "what if we knock it down and make it a carwash" 🤮

youngalientype

People will literally decide to build a community center for their town and then be like "what if it looked like a prison" 👹

youngalientype

People will literally see a mom and pop store going out of business and be like "what if we had a 3rd Dunkin Donuts there" 💀

youngalientype

People will literally see a vacant lot and be like "what if we had 6th dollar store there" 🤑

youngalientype

People will literally see a 40 year old bowling alley and be like "what if it was storage units" 😵‍💫

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batterkind

HE RUINED MY DREAM JOURNAL!!!

I did nAUGHTt! Mister Electic send him to the   principal's office and have him EXpelLed!
disneyisqueen

The line delivery, the acting, the fact that I can hear this without sound, the way they’re treating it as though this is a murder trial, and Mr. Electric’s reaction to this are part of what makes this scene hilarious

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geoprince:
“yespumpkindoodlesthings:
“ ruffboijuliaburnsides:
“ veterinaryrambles:
“ vaspider:
“ teamvoorhees:
“ animal-factbook:
“ Dog owners please be aware.
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This is Snopes-confirmed. Also be aware this is very common in...
animal-factbook

Dog owners please be aware.

teamvoorhees

REBLOG THIS PLEASE

vaspider

This is Snopes-confirmed. Also be aware this is very common in sugar free food of many kinds. The retriever puppy who I know of who died of xylitol poisoning got hold of a pack of sugar-free gum.

veterinaryrambles

Always good to remind folks - if it has xylitol, KEEP IT AWAY FROM DOGS! It induces profound hypoglycemia and liver failure and is life-threatening :(

ruffboijuliaburnsides

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yespumpkindoodlesthings

Xylitol is also the typical ingredient in sugar free candies and some baked goods. Other names, if you’re checking labels:


What other names is Xylitol known by? Birch Sugar, E967, Meso-Xylitol, Méso-Xylitol, Sucre de Bouleau, Xilitol, Xylit, Xylite, Xylo-pentane-1,2,3,4,5-pentol.

A list of brands and products containing xylitol

geoprince

https://vcahospitals.com/know-your-pet/xylitol-toxicity-in-dogs

some additional information about why xylitol is dangerous for dogs and what steps to take in the event that your dog ingests something containing it.

if you’re looking for dog safe peanut butter in general many all-natural peanut butters (the kind you have to stir when you open) are made of only peanuts two brands I can think of off the top of my head are trader joe’s and teddie
tigerlad
nosebleedclub

Tell me a soft memory

inkskinned

we would find out later i had burned off my entire cornea - about 65% of my eye. my doctor told me it is the organ with the highest concentration of nerve endings - i was in an amount of pain that can't be spoken.

and i was blind. for the first time in my life, i was totally blind. i kept thinking about reading, about writing. weirdly, just once, about driving. we had no idea if i would ever see again. just like that - my entire life was different.

it is a strange place to reference for a soft memory, to begin here.

my siblings were taking excellent care of me, but there was a moment in the hospital where, just through bad luck and timing - both of them had to step away for a moment. i was crying at that point; not emotionally. for 3 days after this i would still be crying, my tears, like a mermaid's, a frothy pink with blood.

my brother worried about leaving me. he had another, just-as-bad emergency.

"i got her," someone said. "don't worry."

a soft hand held mine, and then she started talking.

her name was jess. she has a wife named clyde. they live a few blocks up the street. clyde fell down, but the x-rays seem to be coming back better than expected. jess says she's got long dark hair and "more wrinkles than an elephant". jess describes every chair in the room and every person. she talks about her two kids and her cats and her favorite memories from college.

a doctor came. i had to switch to a different waiting room. i tried to stand up to follow the voice - i found jess's hand, following me. she didn't let go. she kept talking the whole way: lamp to your left, just a few more steps, okay to your right is the ugliest painting, good, now a little more walking straight, you got it baby

in the new silence of the next room she sat me down and called my brother for me, telling him where we'd gone to. and she stayed there for a bit, just chatting, her voice echoing in the eerie quiet. gently describing the room to me. and then someone was rude. from the sound of the voice, a kid, i think.

"why is she crying?"

"she just lost her vision," jess said. "she can't see."

"oh." said the kid. "that's scary."

the kid tells me he is here because he has peas stuck up his nose. that makes me laugh, his mom (?) groans. she tells me about the kid (he's 6, he likes paw patrol and eating cheese), about herself, about moving from cali.

jess says she's sorry, but she has to leave now, she's gotta go check on her wife.

"don't worry," says the mom. "i got her." and then i felt her hand press into mine.

for hours like that: i am taken care of by strangers. each person just talking with whatever comes to their head - not for any reward or celebrity or real reason, i guess. just because i am scared and alone and in the hospital and blinded and need to be distracted. not everyone even got told the story - they would just pick up in the silence with - oh by the way the television is playing HGTV - do you like that kind of a thing? yeah, me too, but could never quite get into those open-floor plans, i'll tell you -

by the time my brother is able to come back, the room is buzzing. we talk to each other like old friends, laughing, cracking jokes about if you don't like hospital food wait until you get on an airplane and can't believe i'm up past two in the morning what a party animal i'm becoming. i am holding the hands of someone named drew, who likes my crow tattoo and making crochet snails.

there are many dark moments full of pain in this world. this - in the low of absolute-dark, absolute-pain: people find a way to paint in it anyway. the color splash of their voices: this triumphant, radiating kindness of - let's be here together, let me help you, let's keep going.

i never saw their faces. i can't remember many of their names. but i think about them often, and the way we all took a deep breath - and did something gentle amongst the pain.