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Where can I learn to be a modern day robin hood who steals from shitty corporations and distributes it to the poor??
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A Mom went to have dinner with her son who lives with his roommate.
During the course of the meal, his mother couldn’t help but notice how handsome his roommate was. She had been suspicious about her sons sexuality but being a good mother she felt that he would let her know if and when the time was right but seeing the two together just made her more curious.
Over the course of the evening, while watching the interaction between the two she wondered even more if there was more here than meets the eye. Her son, sensing his mothers watchfully eye volunteered, “really Mom, I can tell what you’re thinking and you can just get it out of your mind, we are just roommates and nothing more”.
About a week later the roommate remarked, “ever since your mother was here the silver serving platter has been missing, do you think she took it?”
He responded, “Well I’m sure she didn’t but I will email her and ask just to be sure” he sat down and wrote:
Hey Mom
I’m not saying you did take the silver platter from the house and I am not saying you didn’t take it but the fact remains that it has been missing ever since you were here for dinner.
Love,
Your Son.
A couple days later he got a response from his mother:
Dear Son,
I am not saying that you do sleep with your roommate and I am not saying that you don’t sleep with him and you know I love you and could care less either way but the fact remains that if he was sleeping in his own bed he would have found the platter under his pillow.
When are the two of you coming for dinner?
Love,
Mom
BEST MOM
I’m crYING
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Angelina Jolie had a double mastectomy, in case you hadn’t heard. How dare she remove those ticking time bombs from her chest, amiright? Like, hasn’t she learned by now that her body is public domain and we all get to vote on what she does with it? Sheesh, how selfish can ya get.
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Sala Keoko, Thailand.
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Keep your head up by Monique van Uden
Blueprint for Building Bridges
I see other people recreating themselves as they live their lives. Sometimes it is quick and sometimes it is so slow that they can not see it themselves. But my mind seems to reset every night when I slip into unconsciousness. In this moment I give in to a dreamless and always seemingly brief rest that doesn’t always feel rejuvenating. All of the questions asked and answered are mostly discarded, at least, from my waking mind. This is when I envy everyone else. When I know that you wake up with a purpose and I just wake up because I have to. I wake up when it doesn’t even feel like waking. I wake up just as blank as the night before. Constantly, I hope to find something that I can carry with me through the night to remind me what the moonlight knew to tell me. What I knew to reveal to myself.
Did Orson Scott Card design this?
