Awww, come on dude, don’t be like that. I mean, you know the ecosystem would collapse without them 😮
Actually fun fact, mosquitoes are one of the few species that if they went extinct, the ecosystem wouldn’t be affected very much and no real harm would come from removing mosquitoes entirely !
Nothing more wholesome than loving and supportive parents
“I don’t get it, but I’m willing to feel awkward and embarrassed until I figure it out so that you never have to feel awkward or embarrassed with me” is peak parenthood.
“So I know we agreed to give you a break this week and just do general massage for pain relief but I’m not sure how you’re actually breathing right now so we’re going to fix that real quick. The human rib cage is not supposed to do that…that is…stop that…”
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“Do you remember our discussion about the use of a safe word if the pain gets too much? Good. Cause this is going to hurt.”
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“…what kind of blog?”
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“You know I’ve been called a sadist many times—I’m glad you find that
funny, because you’re the one who keeps coming back for more.”
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“You’re flinching, what’s wrong? What do you mean it tickles?“
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“Stop laughing. I have a reputation to maintain.”
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“So when did you shatter your left leg, was that in the car accident? …are you sure you never broke this leg? Fractured? …are you absolutely sure? It’s just…okay, hang on.”
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“Oh, I see, it’s your right hip causing the inversion on the left knee…okay then. Good to know. We can work with that.”
(No one has been able to figure out why my body is turning inward and my step is uneven, so this is pretty huge for me as I’ve lost a lot of lower mobility over the last five years. He’s pin pointed it to a pelvic subluxation that doesn’t present as a typical pelvic subluxation, which is why no one noticed it when looking at why my kneecaps hurt (but not my actual pelvic area when walking). We also had a fun and open chat about painful sex, and how my diagnosis of vulvodynia “without cause”, likely stems from this. So we have a goal to get my pelvis working again o/)
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“On a scale of one to wanting to punch me, how bad does it hurt when I do this? Ha, missed.”
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“You can call me names if it’d help. I don’t mind.”
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“Okay raise your middle finger at me. On the arm I’m working on.”
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“It’s going to feel like I’m pressing my knee into your back. And that’s because I am.”
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“Okay, on three, give me all your weight and let me twist for you. Trust me, you don’t want to fight me on this. We’re getting your shoulders to sit level tonight if it kills one of us, and I’m not the one with my neck in someone else’s hands.”
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“I love your hat. You should see mine. Here look, it’s a Tilley. It keeps the sun from reflecting off my bald head and blinding unsuspecting birds.”
…..does this mean cat people hurl cats at the ground?
you just kind of… open ur arms and they sort themselves out. if you try and place them down they get mad and wiggle and make everything worse
some friends of mine have the most un-cat-ish cat i have ever met
my quintessential example of this:
i was holding him in my arms petting him while we were picking out what games to play that night. when we’d decided on a few, i needed to put the cat down in order to, you know, carry boxes. so i started letting him down, expecting that he’d eventually do the cat hop thing… but he never did.
i ended up lowering him all the way to the floor. and even then he never got his feet under him. i just sort of… plopped him down on his side as he stared up at me like a betrayed sack of flour.
I saw this so clearly in my mind and I’m never going to stop laughing at betrayed sack of flour.
The Archery Range 