I SWEAR TO FUCKING GOD BOB ROSS IS A GIFTED GOD
I DREW ALONG TO HIS VIDEO IN MS PAINT AND
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THIS MADE ME SO HAPPY I DONT EVEN KNOW HOW PLEASE I ADVISE YOU GUYS TO DRAW ALONG WITH BOB ROSS IN MS PAINT IT IS AN EXPERIENCE I AM SO CONFUSED BUT PLEASED FUCKING DO IT
“I think a lot of people live on the borderline of racism. I work in a machine shop with about thirty older guys. I don’t think there is one bad guy in the group. You’d like them if you met them. All of them love their families. But I’d say that I’ve heard eighty percent of them make racist comments of some sort. A lot of the older guys drop ‘n bombs.’ But if a black guy walks up, they’ll be friendly. They’ll even go out to lunch with him and share a meal. I honestly don’t think they see themselves as racist. Every one of them will deny it. They’ll point to the black guy that they’re friendly with. They won’t point to the things they say when he’s not around.”
I am not a woman, but the light that falls on this gate, on this ground. I am the seasons, I think sometimes, January, May, November; the mud, the mist, the dawn.
So my friend and I went to Whataburger late at night. If you don’t know what Whataburger is just imagine White Castle combined with In and Out. It’s just the best.
So we’re in the drive through and this conversation is going south, fast.
I order some onion rings and a honey butter chicken with the honey butter on the side. I then proceed to say, “Because when I dip... You dip... We all dip.”
This was literally the funniest thing ever uttered at a Whataburger drive through at 2 o’ clock in the morning.
Detach yourself from those who make you feel unsafe, whether that involves emotional or physical safety.
Love will never compensate for a lack of respect.
This reblog thread is going to be good. I can feel it in my bones...
So it begins
We harvested our first tomato today! Biting into it, memories of New Zealand flashed through our minds. All the hard work, and lucky amounts of rain, is starting to pay off. Delicious!