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HowdoIstarttho…..
once you start saying “yippee!” you will never stop
I was such a cute baby 🥰
I drew you as a baby! Do you remember?
You’re simply ABAGS
 Assigned Brenda At Gas Station
So I signed up for a rewards program — I go to this gas station all the time for gas and snacks and their reward program looked worth it for how often I go.
But, inexplicably, the program thinks my name is Brenda.
My name is not Brenda. I don’t even remember any point in the online signup where it asked for my name. But the emails I receive say stuff like “Welcome to rewards, Brenda!” “Brenda, here are promotions for you.”
Who is Brenda
Reblog to make it die faster
The boys go “caroling”. Their version of caroling consists of recreating dickens’s a Christmas Carol. They have no shortage of potential victims Scrooges because of cases. In years past, since it’s only been the two of them, Edwin is the ghost of Christmas past, Charles is present, and then Edwin come back to be future because he doesn’t have to speak or show his face. This year Crystal’s powers help them take it to the next level
Another day, another Dead Boy Detectives question! ✨
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Today's question:
If you could write a holiday episode for season 2, what would be in it?
Hey. Why isn’t the moon landing a national holiday in the US. Isn’t that fucked up? Does anyone else think that’s absurd?
Perhaps they ought not to have eaten the dragon. There had been people objecting to it at the time. Surely such meat was poisonous. Perhaps it was even an affront, an insult to some intangible order of nature they ought to honour.
But the city was starving, the siege had gone on too long, and the king's troops were still a week's march away. The scorched earth would be fertile again in time, but right now it was barren. Right now there were mouths to feed. So they changed their crossbows for butcher knives and got to work.
None of the royal commanders asked any questions that could not be answered. After all, their aid had come shamefully late. The dragon's horned skull made a noble gift, a fitting tribute from a triumphant city to its humbled king. Who would have thought to question them?
And none of the townsfolk spoke up, when the first golden-eyed babes were born. Children who grew up barefoot and fearless, clambering over the city's patched and rebuilt roofs like they had no notion of falling, with a strange glitter to their skin when the sunlight hit it just so. No one breathed a word about dragons.
Because soon enough there were deft, young hands taking loaves straight out of the oven, heedlessly lifting iron from the forge, plunging into boiling laundry water. And some of them more wondrous still, wild, warm-skinned youths, with inexplicable knowledge and peculiar remedies.
A blessing, their families said proudly. A blessing after so much hardship. Which it was, in its way. This city would never fear dragon fire again.
My favorite thing about Sweeney Todd is that Sweeney gets into the killing-and-baking people business because he’s a deeply broken man destroyed by an unjust and corrupt system that cost him his freedom and family and has been driven mad by revenge.
And Mrs Lovett does it because somthin wrong with her <3
I saw some snippet of a callout post for an autistic trans woman where they list social faux pas she committed, and I think we allistic people should all feel 100x more ashamed of not telling people in the moment how we feel about what they're doing. I think its extremely evil and cruel to not only lie to an autistic person and blame them for it but also to feel justified shaming them for your behavior. And it's currently the social norm to do that