OMG I can hear the song… Baby Mine…don’t you cry… 😭
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KingDingbat@lemmy.worldto Ask Lemmy@lemmy.world•Are there any lemmy communities that allow criticism of transgenderism?142·9 days agoNot trans here but, NO. There is no “debate” or “discussion” to be had about anyones right to exist without persecution. Full stop. It’s not your business to “discuss” it and your opinion about someone’s existence is irrelevant. It’s not “censorship”. What you’re not so slyly complaining about here is that you’re feeling the consequences of your bigotry. Take it elsewhere.
Thanks everyone, for your input. I’ve got some great advice here to try and I’ll go for it. ❤️
It’s not AI and it’s not fake. (Well it’s a fake tree, but the image is real.) It’s a regular cell phone tower intentionally decorated like a tree to make it “blend in” because some cities require that. TIL That these aren’t as common as I thought lol Here in my state we have both pine/redwood (like this) and palm tree types.
Who’s gonna tell them? 🤣
Ages 2-25
Part 2: Learn to Hide It Ages 25-present.
KingDingbat@lemmy.worldto Electric Vehicles@slrpnk.net•Slate Truck is a $20,000 American-made electric pickup with no paint, no stereo, and no touchscreen486·1 month agoExcept the company belongs to Jeff Bezos, so no thanks.
I hope they like their wives hairy, because I’m in.
KingDingbat@lemmy.worldto Mildly Infuriating@lemmy.world•Cox charges you $25 if your credit card is declinedEnglish1·2 months agoI’m decades old. The lesson I learned over decades is to NEVER sign up for autopay. NEVER. THERE’S NOT A COMPANY OUT THERE THAT BUGS YOU FOR AUTO PAY THAT WON’T ABUSE YOU.
I started a charitable school club. Back in the day it was the hot thing to sell candy bars in school for fundraising, and there is a company that existed specifically for school organizations to join a program and do so. No staff wanted to be the faculty sponsor of my club, so we didn’t have any space to call ours… Well some fat asshat (hindsight is …) who was the head of community education office where I helped out on lunch (a whole different story) said “hey! You can store your chocolate stock in our closet.” Well, eventually, about $100 or more of chocolate bars went missing. He actually told me they “went bad” and threw them away. (He ate them.) When someone realized there was a problem with the books, they called my parents in, it was implied I either ate the candy or stole the money. I tried explaining what I thought happened, but nobody listened and my Dad didn’t do much. My club was dissolved, and I was blocked from any extra curricular activities from then on, including trying to get into an advanced class that would have changed my life. Word spread amongst the faculty ( I’m pretty sure there was a meeting) and my favorite teachers forgot I existed.
And then… And I’m only just now realizing this fucked up detail… One of those favorite teachers who turned her back on me, was my theater teacher… because it was an actual class I was able to continue theater class but I was cast as Agustas Gloop in theater class play of Charlie and the Chocolate Factory…