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crow–teeth:

crow–teeth:

cat names in my house Do Not Fucking Stick. a cat is named whatever we yell when they do rude cat things like bite our feet or attempt to jump up on a hot burner.

OFFICIALLY, our cats are named Biscuit, Salem, Furby, and Dirt Cobain. Everyone is under the impression our cats are named Babycat, Black Kitty, Fluffy Motherfucker, and Evil Bastard. Furby doesn’t respond to either of those because he thinks his name is Tortilla.

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I call this his Tortilla Mode and he accepted it as his Name instead

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sasgalula:

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a stray cat showed up in my garden earlier and i named him todd howard as a joke but now i have to live with this because my stepfather just said “todd howard didnt eat the cat food i left out for him”

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this is him

op are there any updates on todd?

yes ! todd lives with us now and hes incredibly friendly and affectionate, here he is taking a nap on my bed

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he also has a tendency to steal food, he slapped a slice of bread out of my hands and ran away to eat it recently

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marsosims:

squishybuttercup:

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marsosims:

IMPORTANT

The Philippines has been recently struck by two very strong typhoons in the past few weeks (and another one on the way) and a lot of people have been afected by it. If you can, please pray for us and donate to some donation drives to help those in need.

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Many people have been displaced and the flood has reached as far as the second floor. Please pray for us and keep us in your hearts. Thank you. I’ll try to update this post later when I find some links for places to donate..

hi! filipino here, and i wanted update this post with a couple of handy links and some reminders for anyone who wishes to donate. 

  • please do not donate to change[.] org. i doubt that any of the money that the organization asks for will go to humanitarian causes.  
  • do not donate to the philippine government. please don’t. there’s a bigger chance of them taking emergency funds and donations for themselves than them actually using it to help people out. 

with that in mind, it’s better to donate to local donation drives as well as local organizations.

  • this carrd has good information regarding hotlines, databases for rescue and aid centers, and reputable donation drives. 
  • this spreadsheet is arranged according to donation method (diff. banks) and also has a paypal sheet for those abroad. 

i will be adding more as i find them in future reblogs, but for now, the spreadsheet and the carrd linked above has donation drives and info you need. 

strongly stressing the following: please do not feel guilty if you are unable to donate. it’s okay if you can’t. signalboosting this with a simple reblog is more than enough. 

REBLOG this even if you cannot donate

The events that happened recently are consequences from multiple ignorant decisions made by the government that disregards environmental and disaster fundings. There are a couple of donation drives within the country, but things would go a lot smoother with assistance from others as well. The typhoons that struck are named Rolly and Ulysses, should you consider to research yourself on what occured, and what is currently happening.

Thank you so much for taking the time to read all these. Stay safe!

If you can, please donate to the donation drives linked here and please sign the petitions!

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When my mom and aunt were younger my aunt was in high school and my mom in middle school. A group of girls were bullying my aunt and one slapped her in the lunch room. The principal met with my grandma and the other mom. He said they weren’t punishing the other girl because he didn’t get involved in “girl problems.” My grandma asked if that meant my aunt could retaliate the next time it happened and he said no then it would be a fight and they’d both get in trouble.

So my grandma turned away from him and to the other mom and said “I have another daughter. She doesn’t go to this school and she’s a star softball player with her own bat. You can tell your daughter to stop bothering mine or you can drive her to the hospital with a shattered jaw. That’s your choice.” And walked out.

Few months later that girl stole a necklace from my aunt. My grandma called the cops and they all drove to her house to get it back. The cop came outside with it and said he told the family my grandma wouldn’t press charges if they gave it back. My grandma took the necklace and said “Then you’re going to have to go in and tell them you lied because I am pressing charges. She’s a thief and I want her treated like one.”

My grandma was a single mom in the 70s with two daughters and she took no shit from men who tried to undermine her and her daughters.

She also got excommunicated and then re-communicated after bothering the Vatican enough to let her back in

She doesn’t even like being Catholic and is Episcopalian now. It was more of a “You can’t fire me, I quit!” which is even better, at least to me

op im begging you for more stories

Please @rainbow-femme​ more? Pretty please?

Ok here’s some more.

She was a nurse up until recently (finally retired after trying and failing 4 times)

She got into it a little later in life and worked as an army nurse for a while before working regularly as a hospital nurse.

Most of the other nurses were either also new and young and did what they were told or older and experienced and were used to being bullied by the doctors. As she had dealt with soldiers and had to learn to tell army dudes what to do, she had no interest in letting doctors treat her less than them.

At her hospital the doctors would go into a room looking for something, ransack it, then leave it messy for a nurse to clean up. The first time one tried that on her she stood in the door and said he wasn’t leaving until he cleaned his mess. He tried to say he was busy and couldn’t take the time to clean and she said if someone started dying she’d let him know, and didn’t move until he cleaned his mess.

She became a terror to the doctors who she did not let give any shit. If she paged a doctor and he didn’t come right away, he needed a good reason and lying wouldn’t work because the nurses would tattle and say he was doing a crossword and ignored her, so if she paged they had to go after her or else she’d yell at them.

One time in particular a doctor was chatting with a nurse and didn’t notice she’d paged him five times. When he realized he went running down the hall, saying “Out of my way, [name] is mad at me!”

When my moms gallbladder was inflamed and near bursting after my brother was born, she went to my grandmas hospital. They told her she was fine and to wait, while she was on the floor holding her stomach and crying. My dad called my grandma and told her the situation so she marched down to the ER and said “That’s my daughter, what time today can you get her in for surgery?” When they tried to say they thought she should go home my grandma wouldn’t let them. Luckily they got her into surgery in time to avoid it bursting.

During the AIDS crisis, she also bullied the other nurses who would refuse to treat anyone with AIDS. She said if you treat smokers who gave themselves lung cancer you don’t get to turn around and say you won’t help an AIDS patient who you blamed for contracting the disease. Her favorite patient from that time was a man who got it from doing drugs that she took care of regularly. He had a cat named Speed Ball and he would bring in pictures to show her.

Your grandma sounds metal as fuck and I aspire to be 1/10th the human being she is.

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