

The ending to Dragon Warrior IV
https://youtu.be/BAG4mz6V6xQ
The ending to Dragon Warrior IV
https://youtu.be/BAG4mz6V6xQ
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Is that a community already?
I am reflecting on my own parenting. I see possible benefits of a leash.
We’ve never used a leash. Instead I do a lot of yelling / stern vocalizations to keep kids away from areas they shouldn’t be. My approach is fraught with negative side effects because I often come off as angry, and my spouse and I work on checking me if it gets to be too much.
A leash could be a good alternative, or just an additional option to incorporate. It’s food for thought.
+1 for Technology Connections <3
Bald for Bieber
They’re not wrong. It’s feeling like Jaden Smith posting.
First, I’ll abolish your milk
Then, I shall abolish your VIRGINITY
Hi all! Referencing rule 2 “the entire showerthought should be in the title” I think this one warrants removal but I hate to wipe out good faith interaction in the comments, so I’m locking instead. Please consider resubmitting with a more concise/compliant title, or not. Peace.
AND HOW IS IT NOW, FUKKFACE??? (I am totally joking, peace)
6th grade computer class. I grew up playing video games and liked medieval era stuff despite not knowing how to spell it, so I thought I’d try to type “midevil(dot)com” into the URL bar. At the time it was some kind of BDSM site with a black background, red font, and multiple cats-o-nine-tails slapping to and fro like animated gifs (were they gifs? idk). My blood ran cold and I closed the window. I wasn’t caught thanks to the teacher also not knowing that browser history was a thing.
I appreciate this in a setting with a good teacher (not that yours was good). A couple teachers of mine had such poorly behaved classes that their faces looked defeated. If one kid speaks up it could help that teacher feel less outnumbered.
On the flip side - I scold my son for doing the same thing to his younger brother. The difference is they’re being loud at 5:30am while their parents and infant sibling are asleep, and they rob us of the last hour of sleep.
5th grade music (singing) class. We’re practicing a song for an upcoming assembly. It’s cheesy. An excerpt:
We can fight all the evil, we can fight all the hate
If we do it together, it won’t be too late
If we do it together, it won’t be too late
During the song, two adjacent kids start laughing every time it says “We can do it together” because “do it” = “have sex” even though most of us don’t know what it entails at this age, myself included. The teacher glares at them but does nothing else. Several other kids including me chuckle at the scene. This goes on for 3 weeks.
Now comes the dress rehearsal. Today is special because two 5th grade classes are having a joint rehearsal. All of us are a little giddy because there are double the kids crammed into the same space.
In anticipation of getting caught up in the infectious laughter, as the words “do it” approach I hide my face behind my sheet music. Suddenly, the backing CD track cuts out. I lowered the paper from my face she was already halfway to the clown kid sitting beside me. Except… she comes to me. In this abrupt silence she explodes at me, point blank, index finger brandished:
“YOU NEED TO GROW UP! IT IS NOT ABOUT HAVING SEX!”
She singled me out. I was embarrassed.
Only after class did I learn from my homeroom teacher that the two instigators had recently been given a very stern talking to, such that the music teacher thought it was resolved until my hiding face gave her the impression it was not. Thankfully my homeroom teacher understood and I received no further consequences other than all of this living in my head for the next 30 years and forever.
My 6th grade science teacher interrupted me while reading aloud after I correctly pronounced “tsunami”. He goes “What’s that?..tuh-soo-mee?”. I said Yeah, he spends 10 seconds digesting it, and I continue reading aloud.
The next kid to read after me pronounced it tuh-soo-mee.
Recommenting from another post, about the news of using Guantanamo for immigrant detainees:
I sent a text to those I love in any capacity, even former coworkers who’ve probably deleted my number. Not a group text - one by one. I think it’d be prudent for all US readers to consider doing the same.
Knowing some of you are like me, in that you might not know how to word such a text to someone not expecting it from you, I offer you my copy/pasted text:
America has a concentration camp now. I won’t send you anything more…it’s kind of rude that I’m sending this one. https://www.lbc.co.uk/news/donald-trump-announces-plan-to-send-migrants-guantanamo-bay/
It was on that one show, right?
I split with my ex of 10 years (together while I was 18 thru 29ish) and took for granted what support I did have. I’m lucky to have had parents and adult siblings on my side.
You’re doing a heavier lift than I had to. I’d have been in a bad place if I had no support. You were dealt a shitty hand. But the support is there, and you’re on the right track to healing by seeing your therapist. Future you will be able to look back and see this for the learning experience it is. Today my wife and I tease past-me about some red flags I ignored about my ex.
I want to share Tragedy + Time by Rise Against with you. It may come across as intended for the bereaved, but its words do not gatekeep feelings based on the cause of them. (It says “she” once but don’t get hung up on the gender.) In fact, I am tearing up right now at the thought that you, feeling what you feel, might find some solace in it.