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January 14, 2026 - An ICE agent angered by a snowball goes in hot pursuit of an antifascist local in Minnesota.
I have good news, the great people of Minnesota have started using buckets of water to create large slippery patches in their neighborhoods as a further deterrent to federal
agentsterrorists.It is currently 32 degrees fahrenheit and supposed to drop to 11 degrees fahrenheit over the coming weekend.
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You don’t even need to study for the Rorschach test, btw, it’s super easy. All they do is show you a bunch of stupid pictures of your dad getting eaten by a horse
Do not share the answers with your classmates.
Yes Dr Rorschach
Sorry Dr Rorschach
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There will be discussion of animal death in this post.
One of the questions I get asked a lot is: what do peafowl taste like/have I ever eaten them?
And the answer is that I haven’t personally eaten them, but I’ve sold some for eating, particularly ones who were aggressive or deformed. I don’t have a problem with them being eaten- they ARE livestock, after all, regardless of any other thing I may post here. They fall under the umbrella of “domestic wild game fowl” (as opposed to domestic game fowl, which are cockfighting chickens), and part of being “wild game” is being hunted for food. In this case, there’s less hunting and more raising in captivity, but sometimes being food is a part of the deal.
And it should be! There are always going to be more males produced than people need; the birth ratio is going to be 50:50 males and females, but most people keep the birds in harems (one male to several hens), meaning there’s a surplus. The males often just get sold cheap to unsuitable homes so the breeder can recoup some of the costs of keeping the birds, and this means those extra males may face inappropriate care and the prospect of a slow death through neglect, disease, or a violent end via predation. I see it happen all the time in groups and forums, and it’s part of why my own breeding programs are slow; I produce only a few birds a year, and I will skip a year in order to give myself time to find suitable homes for the last year’s babies if I haven’t yet.
This year, I knew I was not going to find homes for all of the males; I HAD hoped that the ratio would be a little better (14 males to 5 hens was…. painful), but at the end of the day, I’m fine with having the extra males, because I had enough of them to raise for meat. To that end, I have officially separated the yearling males, and they will be going to a local butcher tomorrow for processing. They’ve put on good weight in the last month, and while I could probably have given them another extra month, I wanted to clear the pens for breeding season before February, when the males will start courting in earnest for late march/april eggs.
Different places have different notes about how long before processing to remove the feed, but it’s generally 12-24 hours. I’ve split the difference and removed it at 18 hours. They still have water, as much of it as they want. This past week they’ve gotten a boatload of fresh treats and whole grains/peanuts, and up to yesterday the weather was pretty nice here so they were enjoying some winter sun. This morning, I spent a while cutting up some VERY sweet grapes, black cherries, and watermelon, to go with raspberries and blueberries. There was enough that everyone in the pen could eat whatever they wanted, and still have some to spare, so even the more timid boys got a belly full of yummy treats before I pulled food.
We’ll be heading out early tomorrow morning. I’m a bit sad, but I know that they’ve had a great life here, and that in a few short months, there will be new life in their stead. I haven’t raised large meat birds in a long time, but we also didn’t get a deer this year, so this will also help to cover that gap in our household stores.
And as sad as I am about it, I am looking forward to being able to personally answer the question: what does peafowl taste like?
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It is your sworn duty, when you’re in your 30’s, to do something every day that would have gotten you viciously bullied in high school.
Getting a lot of comments and tags on this that are like “they bullied me for just existing:/” SO EXIST!!!! GET OUT THERE AND LIVE AND KEEP LIVING!!!!!!! KEEP ON BEING YOU!!!!!!!!!
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kbsd:
my niche version of “he would not fucking say that” is “he would not fucking carry that baby to term” for mpreg headcanons. sometimes there is power in recognizing that a fictional man WOULD get a mabortion
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Meanwhile on X, the App of Everything.
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I live by the motto, “if you can’t buy what you want, make it.” And this motto came to life recently in the form of a floral mosaic dining table for my back deck.
Our deck table had been showing its age already when the wind caught the umbrella and cracked it. I wanted to replace it with a mosaic table because I’d been enjoying that art form recently. But I couldn’t get one the size I wanted so I got creative.
I spent a few weeks looking for tile and figuring out a very loose design concept. I started by picking a limited set of tile shapes and a color palette.
Once the tiles arrived I had a piece of particle board cut to size for the base and I experimented with different motifs until I settled on a selection of floral shapes that gave me plenty of variety to fill space without locking me into one repeating pattern.
And then I was off! I basically doodled my way around the table, attaching tiles with Weld Bond (I went through 4 full bottles!) and rocking out to the K-Pop Demon Hunters soundtrack.
Once the florals were done it was time for the background…
Over 3,800 1cm glass tiles make up the not-design part of the design. It went pretty quickly though because I just had to fill the space, leaving room for grout.
Once I had the tile done, my husband assisted with disassembly and reassembly. We used the legs off the original table for this one (waste not).
One huge bucket of black grout later…
She is finished.
I enjoyed making it and just looking at it makes me so happy - I can’t wait for all the dinners we’ll have around this table 🌼❤️
This is the best idea of all time
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what if the spider/alien book cover was that generic flat style that you see with modern romances, except one of the two guy was just this giant eight-eyed spider-centaur. would that be anything?
like this style specifically
did this extremely quick and dirty, so don’t zoom in
I tried to fit more than one in, but there wasn’t any time! people gave negative reviews to my last book because it wasn’t sexually explicit enough, so I was like okay fine, you want porn, I’ll give you the worst sort of porn imaginable. but then the plot just kept happening! like I wanted the alien to get freaky with the spider, but they were honestly both really busy. so we only got one explicit spiderjob, one implied spider job, some dry humping, and a lot of bondage.
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Pain pigs have always been here
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can anyone find me that mesopotamian clay tablet telling you to marry a party girl because she’ll bring you joy
It’s from the “Maxims of Ptahhotep”, purportedly written by a 96-year-old vizier to pass on his wisdom to his son:
If you marry a good-time girl
A joyful woman known to her town,
If she is wayward,
and revels in the moment,
do not reject her, but instead let her enjoy;
joyfulness is what marks calm water.
yay ty. Between the above and the links in the mentions we have 3 translations total
Happy Wife Happy Life is 4.5k years old
Other sites also have the “Does anyone have this image?” posts, but only on tumblr you’ll find “Does anyone have that mesopotamien clay tablet?” posts.
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Gayer than a treeful of monkeys on nitrous oxide
ML, Vienna, 30s
