The Quizzer Book of Knowledge: Nature. Written and edited by George Beal. 1978.
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My most recent cool down hobby has been farting around with my god tier things, and it’s been VERY REWARDING. Drawing those mud puppies is like pure serotonin to my brain.
I’m still messing with the talksprites, they’re particularly challenging overall. i am not an animator by any stretch of the meaning, and i notoriously smash all my layers together which is a habit that screws me over with them.
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It’s not lost on me that when someone talks about how “Beyoncé is overrated” or that she’s “not that talented” I’m supposed to respect other people’s music opinions, but if I say Taylor Swift’s music isn’t my style or I don’t care for her that much it’s like I said the most heinous thing in the world and I don’t support other women.
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Played in the hose today!!! Sprayed it up in the air and let it rain down all over me!!! Super fun (and helped with the summer heat)!!! ∇≧ω≦∇
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i don't give a damn about scarlet/violet EXCEPT for Clodsire :) he earned all of my love
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i don’t think it’s cute you’re posting videos of a dog being disobedient and attacking it’s own owner like it’s so cute and quirky
maybe shut up if you can´t tell the difference between a dog pretending to fight someone playfully and actually attacking?
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It came to me in a vision... the Mud Puppy, or "Muppy", a type of wild animal that lives in Medius (Slightly Damned):
Small creatures that live in the Southern Woods. They are docile & friendly, and enjoy the company of Fairies. However, they are difficult to train and very messy, so they don't make good pets. Their mud is good for plants.
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the best/worst part of the kennel guys taking pics at enrichment is finding out after you get home that your puppy spent his day being a gross little wet rat boy
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@katanamasako liked for a Jim Starter!
Whatever was making a disturbance in the water was too large to be any regular fish. That was the thought that possessed him when by a chance Jim had noticed the ripples, and blue gaze stared after the quiet evidence of life as it drifted to and fro.
As far as the Trollhunter knew, nothing bigger than a minnow had ever lived in this particular pond. A turtle here and there, sure, but nothing more substantial than that. With a subtle lean Jim’s body moves to shift to the side, head cocking to try and beat the glint of the liquid’s surface with a different angle of view. While he wouldn’t approach, the raven haired male would not ignore what he saw either. He was, perhaps unfortunately, curious.
What could be lurking just out of sight?
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