It’s the second cattle to human case in the United States. As I understand it, H5N1 isn’t a threat to us until it mutates to become transmissible from human to human. As for all the other things, I suggest you immerse yourself like I did until it completely breaks you, so that you can join me in laughing maniacally at all of it.
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And here I was, zooming in and seeing stunningly beautiful faces before checking comments.
Not only is this posted in the wrong place, it reads like a 16 year old girl’s school report.
Loved the video of Anya the Belgian Malinois pup! Thanks for the links!
The Waoah of Noathun Uh gresh un.
Where are the Celtic warrior women?
Russia plans to take first Ukraine, then Balkans, then Poland, then Germany, and collapse the EU, which is a threat even to you in whatever miserable little coal-rolling corner of the United States you happen to be griping from.
You want your share of “those wasted taxes” back? Send me your info and I’ll Venmo your fucking $50, big guy.
Anyone who ate hot lunch had to eat everything on their tray, and we weren’t allowed to pass on any part of the meal because children in other countries were starving or something. Lunch ladies checked our trays before we were allowed to leave the cafeteria.
On the days when sauerkraut was served, we’d take turns being the sauerkraut smuggler, cramming that dank crap from about a dozen 8 year old kids’ trays into an empty milk carton, so we could toss it all without the lunch lady catching it. One day when I was the kraut smuggler, lunch nazi grabbed my carton and marched me back to the table. She said I had to eat every strand of the milky garbage we’d all stowed before I could leave.
I tried, but kept gagging and retching. I sat huddled with the collective slop at the table, crying for about 3 hours before my teacher found me and released me from lunch jail.
This picture took me down a fascinating Estonian rabbit hole. I knew nothing about Estonia before today, and now I want to live there!
Also, fuck Russia for centuries of attempted genocide and general assholery.
The summer I was 11, all the bored neighborhood kids decided to play a game of chicken with our bikes. We raced down a narrow ramp that ended at a huge concrete wall, to see who could speed the farthest without braking.
When it was my turn, I hopped on my hot pink Stingray with the banana seat and pedaled for all I was worth. I accidentally hit the wall at full speed, the rear tire flew up behind me and I was smashed flat against the wall like a bug. When the rear tire came back down and I could breathe again, I looked up to all the horrified faces and grunted “I won”, then got back on my bike and casually pedaled away until nobody could see me crying and bleeding all the way home.
Not sure what you’re on about. None of these people are from Idaho.
They’re from Utah and Arizona. Most people in Idaho are from other states, and they take their crazy shit TO Idaho.