this is my cat lyra, she is obsessed with my brother’s leather boots. she has what we call “boot time” which is when my brother leaves them out so she can rub her face all over them and drool because she’s a weirdo. as you can see in the picture she really loves these specific boots.
ID 1: a photo of a white cat on the ground lying with its head on top of a pair of leather boots. End ID 1.
ID 2: a screenshot of a tumblr notification by user @/immaterial-gurl who added the following tags: “#the only bootlicker I respect”. End ID 2.
When I’m in charge of the planet, it will be illegal to make a job posting unless you are actively searching for a candidate.
Lean staffing will also be illegal. If you need three people to do a job, you’re hiring four.
You are also either earning an amount or you are not earning that amount. ‘Earn up to 21.50/hr’ no. Either you’re paying 21.50 or you are not paying 21.50. Tell the truth or jail for employer for 1000 years.
I was taught a very specific driving etiquette. When driving, the driver only drives. Shotgun seat does everything else. Changes music, adjusts heat, hands the driver the water bottle - already opened - and when you pass a car that’s been driving in front of you like a fucking moron, it’s shotgun’s duty to turn to look and report what this idiot looks like. And also, just in case that driver makes eye contact, stare at them like this
Just found out my facebook birding group is public because my cousin (a lawyer who is not into birds) casually said to me “saw you couldn’t identify a willet the other day… pretty embarrassing”
hey man youve been taking a while putting your change back in your wallet and i just wanted to let you know we are kicking you out of the grocwery sytore forever. goodbye
