My theory is that Hufflepuffs become the doctors, nurses, social workers, activists, scientific researchers, etc. Because they're the ones who CARE.
My theory is that Hufflepuffs become the doctors, nurses, social workers, activists, scientific researchers, etc. Because they're the ones who CARE.
Gotcha. Thanks.
There was this minor event called the recession, where parents well able to provide for their children lost their jobs, and are still unable to find work.
Alas. The current Conservative government is doing it's best to run roughshod over its moderate populace. We don't have the same scale of social problems, though, so it looks like we're doing okay.
Okay, I've heard that several times now. Do people (and by people i mean regular folk) not realise that? Has that been a taking point for Dems? Or is the voice of reason so completely drowned out by the frothing Tea Party. Hordes? (I'm Canadian, so I don't understand the nuances.)
True, true. But...
Yay! No anti-Canada filter!
Castration removes the testes, not the penis.
Shut up, dickface.
Holy shit, it's horrible what happened to you. I'm so sorry. You must be a far better person than me, because I'd hold that memory close to my heart and plan for the day when I could get revenge.
There's a dolphin at the local aquarium, Hana, whom I think is adorable and amazing. She keeps a herring in her mouth, to play with and to just have around, I think. Sometimes she'll poke the herring just above the water surface, wait for a gull to swoop down for it, then snatch it away at the last second. She's…
SPAAAAAAAAAY.
When I was a young lass in the days of text adventure, I painstakingly sketched a floor map for the HHGG game.
A bit heavy-handed with the lighten-tool, methinks.
Oh man, I was totally in love with her too. I was also convinced I was going to grow up and marry Prince Edward.
Getting carded on my 42nd birthday was delightful, I admit. But yeah, in all phases of my life, from my smallest to biggest, the cheeks remain the same.
Let us go then, you and I,
Get outta town. "Ungulate" is full of poetry. Unnnnnngulate. Unguuuuuulate.
Those seem to be a Middle Eastern thing, to. We don't have room for a bidet, so I want a hose thing, but we'd have to attach it to the cold water, and that could be STARTLING.