My Tattoo Artist Told Me His Teenage Son Came Out To Him As Trans By Giving Him A Bunch Of Blue Cupcakes

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I can now fade away into secrecy as long as you all have dark mode enabled. if you don't I will take it personally. hey. hey you. you shouldn't be able to read this. jerk

In pigeon society, this is a symbol of wealth.

Cats and small kids are curious about what you're doing in much of the same way. Sometimes when you seem to be up to something, they want to see what it is. If you try to keep a cat from sniffing something to find out what it is, they'll keep insisting, louder and louder, "let me sniff, let me sniff, LET ME SNIFF, LET ME SNIFF!!" until you do.

And then they sniff at it for two seconds and go "oh, oooh. Now I get it. Don't care" and wander off. But the demand to know will remain for as long as the thing is kept from them.

This one time when I was in nursing school, I had a training period in a kindergarten. One day I was chatting with one of the workers, telling her about this one time when I was in Kentucky due to my boyfriend at the time living there, and I saw this huge locally native spider-

And then I got interrupted by this one specific kid - a four-year-old boy who had taken a liking to me, sharp as hell and never missed a single thing. Looking at me with a deeply baffled, wide-eyed frown that kids that age do when Shit Does Not Add Up, he asked me: Boyfriend? If you're a boy, why did you have a boyfriend?

Not sure what else to say, I just shrugged and said that it happens sometimes, sometimes men fall in love with men or women fall in love with women. And I could practically observe in real time as his confusion disappeared in a blink, as this previously completely unfathomable piece of information entered his brain, was swiftly processed, and instantly filed into "boring grownup shit that I don't care about". He only had one follow-up question:

"What happened to the spider?"

your honor my client is guilty can i get another one

Bunch of paintings

Mist will come back soon in my city, summer is ending

Power has been out quite a bit this week, lots of thunderstorms and heat...couldn't keep the daily paiting cuz heat stroke

Had a dream that involved someone suggesting freezing cubes of butter as ice cubes for iced coffee as a solution for some problem. I no longer have any recollection of what problem this was supposed to solve.

trying out they/them pronouns for a while just fyi

The best part about knowing Latin plurals is using them incorrectly on purpose and seeing if anyone who knows why you're full of shit is within earshot. Insist that the plural of of "waitress" is "waitrices". You know you want to.

Wizard who got tired of fighting and casts fucked up unethical spells like “super brain hemorrhage” to end them faster