me, watching a battle scene: please not the horses. leave them alone. they did nothing wrong. they are the only innocent ones. they don’t deserve this.
honestly this used to upset me a lot as a kid until my mom, who’s worked with horses for many years, told me about how they train the horses in those movies to do things like falling down, kneeling, crawling, or stay laying on the ground after they fall. and how it’s so tough to train a prey animal to do these behaviors and how hard both trainer and horse have to work. so now whenever i see a horse take a hit and go down in a movie, i just think “fucking superb you funky little horse actor”
Families are families. Race, creed, nationality, or status; they shall not be torn asunder.
To do so unjustly is punishable by death.
So decrees Queen Refurb.
Cat king!
QUEEN SHIT I MEANT QUEEN I DIDNT REALIZE I WAS TYPING FAST BECAUSE I HAD TO LEAVE MY HOUSE AFTER I TYPED THAT SHIT SHIT SHIT NOOOOOO
Queen Refurb has consulted with the Grand Royal Psychologist and has determined her next decree:
Gendered titles and pronouns are now obsolete, as they are unnecessary, can be confusing, and don’t make much sense when you think about it. Titles (“King,” “Queen,” etc.), pronouns (”Him,” “Her,” “They,” etc.), and the like may be used interchangeably as desired by the subject, or not at all.
Refurb is King. Refurb is Queen. Thus says our leader.
I did it guys. Almost three years of working nights, I have a couple better job prospects and I’ve turned in my two weeks notice!
I did, however, tell my manager a few weeks ago that she could have the url of my blog when I left, bc I didn’t think I’d be leaving for another year or so. I then forgot about that promise entirely. Manager did not, however, and spent this whole morning wheedling and reminding me that “you PROMISED”.
I did, I did, but I think you’re going to find it less exciting than you think you are.
Sam: *walking about like a cat in booties* oh no… Oh no…
Frodo: *stands up* *immediately falls down*
Merry: you just spend all your time with your feet in… jail? In foot jail?? This is the worst
Pippin: *stomping about* haha Merry look, I’m a human! Get out of my way! I’m in a hurry! Where’s my horse? My name’s Boromir- *trips over laces and goes down hard* ow
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