Look I clown veganism often enough but really, truly, don’t ever fucking feed somebody something without their knowledge or consent. It’s hugely fucked up and not OK.
also if someone hasn’t eaten meat in a while… or ever… they will get incredibly sick if they just start eating meat again.
|| Please don’t do this. Not just with vegans/ vegetarians, but with ANYONE you don’t know very well. You never know what they may or may not be allergic to, their abilities o(or lack thereof) to digest certain things, dietary needs and restrictions, religious beliefs requiring them to abstain from the consumption of certain foods and about a thousand other things.
Some people are legitimately allergic to thd proteins in certain meats and can’t even eat anything cooked in the same pan as X meat product/s.
I’m vegan but couldn’t care less if others aren’t, not an overwhelming number of (not all, just alot, unfortunately) non vegans find things like this funny.
Quick reminder: Sometimes people say “I’m vegan” or “I’m vegetarian” because its easier/faster/begets fewer annoying questions than the longer explanation.
As an epidemiologist I can list a few of the more annoying longer explanations that no one wants to have to explain to every person who ever offers them food:
- You drank water contaminated with giardia, which gave you 3 weeks of diarrhea followed by 3 years of lactose intolerance
- You were bitten by a Lone Star Tick and developed an allergy to beef and pork because the Lone Star Tick is a bastard
- You are Jewish and the meat isn’t kosher, but you don’t want to say that because antisemitism is A Thing and you don’t want to get bombarded with questions about the Middle East while you’re hungry
- You are Muslim and the meat isn’t halal, but you don’t want to say that because Islamophobia is A Thing and you don’t want to get bombarded with questions about the Middle East while you’re hungry
- You are on a restricted diet for medical reasons and don’t want to get bombarded with questions about your medical history while you’re hungry
- You are on a restricted diet for reasons that *are nobody’s business* and don’t want to get pulled into Potentially Triggering Diet Talk while you’re hungry.
Listen. Food can be very very complicated for people, and a very very very sensitive subject. Respect people’s food restrictions. None of it is your business.
thinkin’ about a sci-fi comedy about a ‘higher intelligence’ species of aliens running an experiment where they put a translator in everyone’s head and the put two dozen intelligent species with no history together onto the same island to see how they get along
One of the main characters is from a species where the children eat each other. Like that’s their definition of childhood. Rampant cannibalism.
Another is peacefully coexisting with a sentient parasite. It’s a mutualistic relationship similar to the bacteria in the human gut but one that involves a lot of blood, which they are entirely unphased by.
There’s also a character from a species that mates with every unrelated adult they meet because their reproductive systems use an alarmingly smart ‘mate database’ to produce children by combining their DNA with whoever’s genetics is most resistant to pathogens in their system. It’s a bizarre and complex system to build a societal immune system that also makes ‘proposition everyone you meet ESPECIALLY if they seem very different because you probably don’t have their genes’ a cultural staple.
They are going out of their goddamn mind trying to fuck everyone in the experiment.
These three characters have the following personalities:
—one of those middle school girls who pretend to be wolves at recess except when she threatens to bite you she really, really means it because her molt out of baby murder machine was like 4 minutes ago
—a passive aggressive artistocrat who won’t shut up about her wealthy, doting husband, except the husband is a flesh eating slime that lives in her circulatory system
—an overly forward salesperson who is trying to sell you something counterfeit and/or illegal, except that the thing they’re trying to sell is their own generic value as a mate
Got bored at work, doodled some tadpole cannibal children (and their evolved form that doesn’t give a shit)
And a parasite host, for good measure. She’s wearing a blanket to soak up blood and other mess from when her parasite breaks skin.
everyone had a phase as a kid where they wanted to eat random leafs off of trees and land before time is ONE HUNDRED PERCENT responsible for this phenomenon
Both of these responses radiate terrifying energy, but on different wavelengths.
Completely useless Leverage question I get distracted wondering about:
Does Hardison run like a giant group chat of Nana’s former foster kids where they coordinate who gets her what for Mother’s Day and her birthday? Is there like a spreadsheet involved? Are there arguments at 0:01 on the day after her birthday that NO, DARRYL, YOU CANNOT SIGN UP TO BE THE ONE TO GET HER FLOWERS AGAIN THAT IS CHEATING.
(Obviously any current foster kids who want to participate get first pick and a budget Hardison sets aside for each of them. He also gives them like a spreadsheet of ‘a heartfelt card has a 99.3% success rate of making her tear up, if you wanna ensure 100%, draw her a card yourself.’)
I think about this constantly. Like maybe it isn’t just Nana’s birthday, it’s holidays, everyone else’s birthdays, life events like high school graduations, college graduations, weddings, whatever, any day that’s important to any of them, Hardison has it on his calendar, he knows about it, there is a group chat about it, and you will get a present even if he can’t be there in person and he runs a weekly video chat for anybody who can join where they just check in, make fun of each other, talk about life, or whatever. (”Okay, okay, Darryl, I think we’ve heard enough about your Star Wars fanfiction, I’m not– Darryl. DARRYL. I’m not judging you, man, I’m glad you have the joy of fanfiction in your life, I’m just saying, that isn’t my ship, and I KNOW it’s not anybody else’s, and I don’t think everybody wants to hear about your ninety chapter WIP– look, can we put this to a vote and move on, people? Because somebody brought it to my attention that it’s Tasha’s high school graduation next month and we need to talk about presents before she gets back from quiz bowl practice and jumps on the call.”)
The calls have always been fun but they get a lot more interesting over the years, sometimes there’s this blonde lady who like, rappels down from the ceiling behind Alec, and like, what is that about, but he doesn’t even turn around he just smiles and says “Hey Parker, everybody, this is Parker, Parker, this is everybody,” and the lady gives them a little wave and a smile before doing something with her gear and disappearing out of the frame again, and Alec just seems to think this is totally normal and if it works for him it’s normal and that’s that, just like Nana says, so nobody says anything about it. And everybody like, low-key knows Hardison’s not really a computer tech for some international IT company like he says he is, because he calls them from a lot of interesting places (what’s a computer tech doing on a mountain in Alaska???) but nobody calls him on it because the whole time he’s had this “computer tech” gig the presents he sends them have been getting like, increasingly cooler. Also a couple of years ago they all started getting what are obviously homemade baked goods in the mail and many of them know from experience that big brother Alec Hardison makes a mean pan of scrambled eggs but they’re pretty sure his culinary skillset does not include the delicately flavored confections they’ve been gifted recently, so they have a separate group chat without Hardison in it where they’re discussing which one of the many other random people who have wandered through the background of the video calls over the years might be the person who makes this food. Maybe they have a bet on it. Everybody says smart money’s on the lady with the accent and most of them mock Darryl for his decision to stick with that grumpy white guy with the good hair but what do you know, Alec moves to Portland and that guy’s around in the background a lot more, usually with a towel slung over his shoulder, and Darryl can’t take it anymore so he says “Hey, tell your friend those scones were really fucking good,” and the guy stops on his way out of the room and actually smiles, and Alec says, “Everything Eliot makes is really fucking good,” and Eliot’s still smiling but it’s definitely a different smile when he’s looking at their brother, and half the kids on the call are like Dammit Darryl, and anyway I think about this a lot.
Hardison wonders why half the people on the screen suddenly take out their phone. They’re venmo-ing each other money to settle bets. Darryl makes a killing.
Wait until canon OT3 is confirmed. Darryl keeps taking sips out of a very bright mug that says I TOLD YOU SO during their weekly videochat.
YES and eventually the other kids are like TELL DARRYL TO STOP GLOATING but Alec Hardison, who is part of a crew that literally structures time for gloating into every job they do, cannot and will not deny anyone their well-earned right to gloat, and the next week on the video call he’s drinking out of an equally brightly colored mug that says DARRYL TOLD YOU SO, and everyone just groans
sometimes the snake looks at me and I find this very exciting
the sexual tension between you and the snake
NO he is a baby!!!!
also he a man snake and I am a lesbian so it wouldn’t work out between us
the only circumstance in which I can imagine myself ending up with a man snake would be if he was actually the rightful heir to the crown but he needed a bride before he could claim his throne… I would totally beard for him if he agreed not to eat me and allowed me moderate to tremendous influence over administration of his kingdom, and also a girlfriend. I could see that marriage arrangement working very well for both of us.
also? if he wanted to see other snakes that would be fine by me. I would draw the line at shepherd’s daughters, though, because what good could come of that?! they’d want to turn him human with milk and lye and riding crops, and THEN where would we be? I’d have a stupid human-shaped husband who could not unhinge his jaws and swallow our enemies whole and all my political ambitions would have to come to a screeching halt.
warrior cats is so funny cause half the villains are described as dark tabbies and the books make them sound so intimidating but they really just look like this
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His name is Black and was adopted by the workers of a construction site in Antofagasta, Chile. He was found by some workers near the area, when he was just a kitten, and they decided to take care care of him. The workers loved him and one of the cleaning ladies of the site designed some mini reflective jackets- and other outfits- for him. He was officialy named foreman and had its own access credential to the construction site. I belive the constrution work finished on 2017 and he was adopted by one of the employees.
Look at him!
He is such a good site foreman!
He’s working so hard and doing such a good job! <3
I looked up ‘CATPATAZ DE INGRESO’ (on the cat’s ID card) and Google Translate corrected my spelling.
