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Um pardon?

@gggirl924 We learned in elementary school and danced at penny socials at the firehouse, at church, etc. I loved it!!

In 9th grade but with no boys. There never came a time in my life that I ever needed it again

@HustleBitch_ You’re probably doing exactly what they want. Turning your attention to it rather than something else

🚨 THIS IS REALLY BAD. 🚨 THE WHITE HOUSE JUST POSTED THIS MYSTERIOUS PIXELATED PHOTO OF SOMEONE STANDING NEXT TO TRUMP — AND PEOPLE THINK THE ACCOUNT WAS HACKED The official White House account… posting a pixelated, cryptic image of a person standing next to Trump with no name, no explanation, no reason it looks like that. That alone is strange. But it didn’t start there. At 1AM, a video goes up… then gets deleted. Before it disappears, people save it and it shows a woman's shoes with her saying: “It’s launching soon, right?” A man confirm: "Yes." 45 minutes later? Another post. Glitchy visuals. An American flag. An alert sound. Emojis. No context. No explanation. Now this photo. Pixelated. Unidentified. Just dropped like it’s normal. This is the official White House account, not some random page. And this is all happening while America is in the middle of a war. So why are posts going up in the middle of the night… getting deleted… then followed by distorted clips and blurred images? That’s not a glitch. That’s not routine. That’s a pattern. What is actually happening right now and how worried should we all be?

@ThrillaRilla369 And we have trauma from it! 🙃

It’s been brought to my attention that damn near everyone has been chased by a goose 🪿

@karlykingsley Same as Russia in Ukraine.

Can someone, anyone, tell us what the objective of this war with Iran is?

@ThrillaRilla369 Worst was those damn geese!

Your childhood wasn't complete unless you were chased by a dog... or a goat...or even worse, a chicken. 🐔

Can someone explain to me how the US attacking Iran is any different from Russia attacking Ukraine?

Make all the jokes you wish about New Jersey. Trash us all you wish. We just introduced the “Fight Unlawful Conduct and Keep Individuals and Communities Empowered Act” That's right. The "FUCK ICE Act." As fuck

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@mrmikeMTL I actually had a yelling fight with my local bodega owner who gave me back change for a hundred rather than for the 20 I gave him. He refused to take the money back. I slammed it on the counter and said “You’ll thank me tomorrow after you close out your register tonight!” He did!

If a cashier accidentally gave you more change than you were supposed to get, would you give it back?

Which one was the wordy for you?

@TheCinesthetic The Deer Hunter

What is a movie that "broke" you so hard you can only watch it once, but you would still recommend it to everyone?

@meishato YES and it will be the best decision you ever made. It was for me. Turned I had adenomyosis, a horrible disease they never find until biopsy where the uterus basically tries to eject itself along with the lining every cycle. I’m now a different human being without that pain.

I want to see something: Should I as a woman be able to get a hysterectomy because of period pain and I don’t want to have a child?

@Mr_Husky1 I just burst into tears. Thank you

I lied to a customer this morning. Straight to her face. And I’d do it again in a heartbeat. I’ve been a mechanic nearly my whole life. My knuckles are always busted up, my back hasn’t stopped aching since the 90s, and I can tell what’s wrong with a car just by the sound it makes pulling in. Around here, I’m known for being fair but firm. No discounts. No drama. Fix it right, charge what it costs. That’s always been the rule. But around 8 this morning, an old Chevy limped into the lot. It was rattling so loud the birds flew off the power lines. The girl who stepped out was young. Early 20s, maybe. Tired eyes, oversized scrubs, baby seat in the back. She walked up clutching her car keys like they might fall apart too. “It’s making a weird noise,” she said, almost apologizing. “I really hope it’s not serious.” It was serious. Blown hose, leaking oil, belt hanging by threads. I told her the truth. A proper fix would run about a grand. She didn’t cry. She just stood there, shoulders stiff, eyes flicking between her car and the baby in the backseat. “I start my first shift at the nursing home today,” she said. “If I don’t show up, I lose the job.” She turned like she was ready to drive off anyway. Said she’d just pour water in the radiator and try to make it. If the engine died, well, it died. Now, we don’t let cars leave here in that kind of shape. But in that moment, I didn’t see a customer. I saw my own daughter, years ago, trying to keep everything together with nothing but willpower and coffee. I told her to leave the keys. “I can’t pay,” she said, panicked. I looked her in the eye and said, “Did I ask you for money?” I told her the part she needed was on national backorder. Would take two weeks minimum. Total lie. “But how will I get to work?” she asked. I handed her my truck keys. Told her it was parked behind the shop. Reliable, full tank, ready to go. My guy Tom looked at me like I’d lost my mind. “Boss, that’s your own truck.” I didn’t look at him. “Put the baby seat in the back, will you?” She left driving something safe. I stayed behind staring at a beat-up Chevy that reminded me what I used to drive when I had more debt than hope. Over the next two weeks, I fixed everything. The part she needed cost me 20 bucks. But I didn’t stop there. I rotated the tires, swapped out the brakes, changed the oil, even vacuumed the damn carpet. I wanted her to come back to something that made her feel safe. Something that told her someone cared. When she came to return the truck, she looked different. Rested. Calmer. She handed me the keys and asked about the bill. I handed her a receipt with zeroed-out lines and told her it was all covered by a secret manufacturer recall. Factory fault. Didn’t cost me a thing. She knew I was lying. She didn’t call me out. She just stood there, tears in her eyes, and nodded. “Thank you,” she said. “I didn’t know people like you still existed.” I grunted something about store policy and walked back to the office before she saw me get choked up. I’ll probably be eating sandwiches for a month. But I remember what it felt like to be young and broke and terrified. Wishing someone — anyone — would throw you a rope. This morning, I got to be that rope. You can’t take a truck to the grave. You can’t take money either. But you can take moments like this. You can take the feeling of having helped someone when no one was watching. And that’s worth more than a thousand-dollar repair Credit - bringer of rain

dear apple, the iPod needs to come back. not for nostalgia. for the parents who want their kids to love music and audiobooks without a browser, social media, and the whole internet attached to it

@1goodtern I’m with you (and still Covid-free from masking!)

If you are covid conscious, if you have Long Covid, if you care about people with Long Covid, I want to follow you - please leave a comment, and I'll work through and follow every comment I can see. #LongCovidAwarenessDay

@UziCryptoo @debidiamonds Took me forever to learn NYC without a map, but….the adventures I had doing so! Life in the East Village back in the 80s are the BEST memories of my life. No cell phones, just moments, good and difficult, with people that I’ll never forget

I genuinely feel sad that current 20 something's missed the era of $500 rent, $3 happy hour, 5 bags of groceries for under $100, multiple job offers immediately after applying, and going out to party without social media apps at your fingertips. IT WAS A TIME.

If we made the green energy transition this war would be unthinkable and these authoritarians wouldn’t be in power — not in the US, not in Iran, not in Saudi Arabia, not in Russia. Hydrocarbons are killing our freedom and just plain killing us.

@slater57649 Don’t start smoking!

Iranian shop owner memes Trump to increase sales