@keithvkogane unfortunately it’s the same term in france
my dad got a kick out of my horror - he actually thinks the word is really funny (in his words: “j’adore ça”)
it’s just interesting that french is thought of as this beautiful romantic language, the “language of love,” and then it has words like “lait de poule”
never in my LIFE have i hated something as much as i hate the french term for eggnog
Glory to those who defy their Fate
Collaboration with @soundlesswind
My mother’s ninth grade class collectively decided today that if Trump gets elected president, they’d band together to assassinate him.
#relatable
reasons why the English language sucks: colonel
what the heck, france?
i can’t believe this is the actual term
@keithvkogane you managed to ruin my faith in my own fucking language HOW DID I NOT KNOW THIS
never in my LIFE have i hated something as much as i hate the french term for eggnog
My birthday is in two days and I have this inordinate fear that my friends won’t remember it, as I haven’t been talking to them and reminding them that I exist.
You’d think that with the loneliness and guilt I have from not talking to my friends, I would have made an effort to reach out to them by now, but it’s really difficult to muster up the courage and I’d much rather curl up in my bed and pretending I don’t exist.
Doesn’t that look beautiful?
Like something you’d find on one of those soft/nature blogs?
Well you are in for a surprise
The Bolton Strid in England is one of the most innocent looking streams.
Though it looks like you could just hop across the rocks, but if you miss you will die for sure. It packs very rapid currents just a couple of feet below its surface. No one really knows how deep it really is. Nobody who has ever fallen into the Strid has survived. It has a 100% fatality rate.
i have one or two passwords for everything if you figured them out you could probably take over my life