This is one of the stupidest things I’ve ever seen.
…I swear, just when I think straight people can’t get any worse, shit like this happens.
are you fucking kidding me???
Please tell me this is some kind of joke.
Sadly, I don’t think it is
Yes, we must help them. Those poor poor people. So very marginalized.
I went to their facebook page and it is the very definition of a Poe. I have no idea whatsoever if they are serious or not. Most of the commenters are definitely serious but the whole site and layout just looks cartoon-ish and the little posters are over-the-top ridiculous, like this one, but of course that does not mean it is actually a parody.
“I’m giving you a non-electronic book made of paper from a tree. It is called Auto Repair Manual-1982. You will read this book from cover to cover then you will assist me in repairing the damage to my car. I will not report you to the judge but if you slip up again you will have much more to fear than some feeble government employee in a robe.”
(thanks, Vicky and Pigpen!)
Cats have no shame, never have. True fact
get off there cat. i need that arm to do more important things than support your body weight.
This cat is magnificent, like the platonic form of cat, he is a fluffy ball of not giving a fuck.
I’m very sorry. I did not know that your life actually mattered. Your phone is in the mail.
- President Obama
I’m just trying to understand the correlation between having a phone, homeless people, and having a future.”
There have been some programs to get really basic phones for homeless people, so they can call someone in an emergency, have a number to give potential employers or landlords, a way for social workers to reliably get a hold of them, etc. Basically, some people are trying to get homeless people free phones so they have a really basic tool to help them survive and maybe improve their lives, you know, insignificant bullshit like that.
As I’ve never had a boyfriend around that time of year, this is definitely the highlight of my Valentines season xD
Last year, when I got to the grocery store on February 15 (at 9 in the morning, I will add), they had already sold out of all the valentine’s candy, minus some conversation hearts and raspberry peeps. I found this out because another girl came a few moments before me and was in the middle of being told by the stock guy that yes, that really was all there was. She looked up at me and in that moment I experienced, for the first time, true communication just from a look, we shared a look saying “welp, officially no point to Valentine’s day”