Today, I made some calming manatees, but most of them are the wrong size to go on the site.
Oh well. Would you like them?
Oh my god this is BEAUTIFUL
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Otters Chasing A Butterfly
I am physically unable to avoid reblogging these otters.
omg
go otters go
I don’t even, cute!
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i was on the bus yesterday and there was this big beefy scandinavian-lookin dude sitting in front of me he must have been at least 6’4” and next to him sat another guy who was way tinier and skinnier and they didnt talk the entire trip until the smaller guy leaned over and whispered “charmander is my favourite starter too” and the big guy guffawed n kissed him on the cheek
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wanna hear a story of how i peed myself when i was little, blamed it on another girl, and got away with itOh my god, yes please.
Okay so
I was like 6 and I was in ballet class. We were sitting in a circle doing butterfly warm ups. Thats then you sit with your feet bottom to bottom and you move your crossed legs up and down. So we were doing this and something funny was said. I guess it was really funny because I then realized I had peed myself. I was like OH SHIT I PEED but I was real cool. I just sat there and then made a big deal about it. I exclaimed “CARLA PEED ON ME”
I then got up and the pee puddle had spread from me to her and you couldnt tell. And she was already disliked for being bossy so her being all I DIDNT DO IT only made it seem more like she did
It was then I realized I had a great and powerful gift
The gift of getting away with social suicide situations.
From that moment on whenever she walked passed us we all made a pee sound, like that whispering PSSSSSSSSSSSSS
You are a fucking national treasure.
Julio Diaz has a daily routine. Every night, the 31-year-old social worker ends his hour-long subway commute to the Bronx one stop early, just so he can eat at his favorite diner.
But one night last month, as Diaz stepped off the No. 6 train and onto a nearly empty platform, his evening took an unexpected turn.
He was walking toward the stairs when a teenage boy approached and pulled out a knife.
“He wants my money, so I just gave him my wallet and told him, ‘Here you go,’” Diaz says.
As the teen began to walk away, Diaz told him, “Hey, wait a minute. You forgot something. If you’re going to be robbing people for the rest of the night, you might as well take my coat to keep you warm.”
The would-be robber looked at his would-be victim, “like what’s going on here?” Diaz says. “He asked me, ‘Why are you doing this?’”
Diaz replied: “If you’re willing to risk your freedom for a few dollars, then I guess you must really need the money. I mean, all I wanted to do was get dinner and if you really want to join me … hey, you’re more than welcome.
“You know, I just felt maybe he really needs help,” Diaz says.
Diaz says he and the teen went into the diner and sat in a booth.
“The manager comes by, the dishwashers come by, the waiters come by to say hi,” Diaz says. “The kid was like, ‘You know everybody here. Do you own this place?’”
“No, I just eat here a lot,” Diaz says he told the teen. “He says, ‘But you’re even nice to the dishwasher.’”
Diaz replied, “Well, haven’t you been taught you should be nice to everybody?”
“Yea, but I didn’t think people actually behaved that way,” the teen said.
Diaz asked him what he wanted out of life. “He just had almost a sad face,” Diaz says.
The teen couldn’t answer Diaz — or he didn’t want to.
When the bill arrived, Diaz told the teen, “Look, I guess you’re going to have to pay for this bill ‘cause you have my money and I can’t pay for this. So if you give me my wallet back, I’ll gladly treat you.”
The teen “didn’t even think about it” and returned the wallet, Diaz says. “I gave him $20 … I figure maybe it’ll help him. I don’t know.”
Diaz says he asked for something in return — the teen’s knife — “and he gave it to me.”
Afterward, when Diaz told his mother what happened, she said, “You’re the type of kid that if someone asked you for the time, you gave them your watch.”
“I figure, you know, if you treat people right, you can only hope that they treat you right. It’s as simple as it gets in this complicated world.”
FAITH IN HUMANITY RESTORED
ALL THE SLOW CLAPS GO TO YOU
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Freedom Bucket
When I was in preschool there was this really weird system of time-out where they’d put you in this giant plastic bucket sort of like this one:
And the rule was you couldn’t leave the bucket for ten minutes.
In case you didn’t know, I was what the teachers referred to as a “difficult child” which is code for “walking entity of sass” so I was in the time-out bucket quite a bit.
Once they put me in the bucket for thirty minutes— and I thought that was incredibly unfair so I grabbed the handles and shifted my body repeatedly until the bucket and I were out of the classroom, in the hallway, and through the front door. They found me in the parking lot scooting to freedom in the time-out bucket. The teachers were furious and I said, “Hey, I never left the bucket”
So they called my mum and told her what I did and she just said, “Well, he never left the bucket.”
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