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I am really sorry for this man and his family… This is a real tragedy…. Not only because this man was killed, but because this hatred directed against Muslims, has reached its peak! These people are not safe anymore! They are suspected of terrorism just because of a few thugs!
People say all these words and bad things to Muslims, but what about themselves?
If you feel like this comic doesn’t accurately represent you, and that you personally don’t act like this, good. That means this comic isn’t about you.
If you DO act like this, and are working on a counter argument about how not all _____ are ______ , well that’s just disappointing.
This is so fucking accurate it HURTS. Read this, please!
Universally applicable~
Tumblr in a nutshell, but also many people in real life.
VOICEOVER: She wants a historically accurate thirteenth century castle in the heart of bustling downtown L.A. He has his heart set on living in a small metallic orb that would float over a bottomless gorge, beyond space and time. Can this pair of newlyweds see eye to eye???
WIFE: The location is nice but I don’t know about these staircases…I just had my heart set on an escalator made of sand and artisan brie.
HUSBAND: Well it’s definitely not a small floating metallic orb.
REALTOR: That…would defy several laws of physics.
WIFE (squinting): Do you have anything that is simultaneously larger, cheaper, newer, and more historic?
REALTOR: Um.
WIFE: And I need a big kitchen. I love to cook!
(Cut to footage of the wife in her current kitchen, wearing an apron and surrounded by pots and pans. She is hitting a banana with a hammer. On the counter next to her is a pile of doll hair.)
HUSBAND: Yeah, get her a nice kitchen. Of course, I won’t be spending any time in there, ha ha! (His laugh is loud but his eyes are so empty. They are empty all the way back.)
WIFE: And I need a room for my shoes. That is simply non-negotiable.
HUSBAND: Also, if we can swing it with our budget, I’d love a finished basement where I can really unwind and stew in my toxic masculinity and repressed emotion. And hardwood floors.
WIFE: And hardwood floors.
HUSBAND AND WIFE IN EERIE UNISON: Hardwood. Floors. (somehow it sounds like way more than two voices, more like the collective whisper of an army)
REALTOR: Okay, I will certainly, um. See what I can do? Anyway, this next house, it’s a metallic orb hanging on a sturdy cord near a ravine—
WIFE: Well it’s definitely not a genuine thirteenth century castle—
HUSBAND AND WIFE: (stare at each other in open contempt)
REALTOR: Heyyy so why don’t we take a look inside?
This is an oddly specific question but I have an extensive answer.
toe beans
the way that cats will do something dumb and then hope that you didn’t see and pretend that it totally didn’t happen
(the way that when you notice the thing they did, they’ll act offended)
the Liquid State aka, cat in a strangely shaped object not meant for a cat but they’re in there anyway
that little chirp thing they do when you gently touch them while they’re sleeping
head bumps
how outraged they are when you help them, even though they’re quite clearly trapped
when they curl up all tiny in a ball or in that loaf shape
“cat do not touch that thing” “…how bout I do a n y w a y”
how cats are secretly the neediest animals on the planet
when they just seem to know something’s bothering you and they cling to you all day and follow you around rubbing against your legs
when they meow at you so you meow back and they have a moment of “???” before meowing again, slowly, as though what you said made no sense and they’re trying to get you to elaborate
