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plaguedocboi · 1 year

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His yummy belly

#it is wednesday my dudes #frogs #budgetts frog

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markscherz · 9 months

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Found your account from one of my mutuals reblogging that one mini frog post, could I learn about some fucked up frogs :D

Everybody is always banging on about Pipa pipa. Nobody is ever talking about how fucked up Hemiphractidae reproduction is

Like, they range from concealed carry, like this Gastrotheca orophylax

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which they achieve with a pouch that has a weird ass opening (lack of hyphenation intentional) (not actually anywhere near the cloaca of the frog) (this has earned them the common name 'marsupial frogs' for a very obvious reason)

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…to open carry, like this Fritziana goeldii

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which hatch out but remain glued on until developing sufficiently, like this Cryptobatrachus boulengeri

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Pretty fucked up, if you ask me.

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spitzy-speaks-jp · 1 year

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poke chop wednesday $10 a plate

#poke chop wednesday #$10 a plate #it is wednesday my dudes #better watch out you spidey suited hack it's poke chop wednesday now #spitzy shitposts

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finchgallows · 11 months

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It is Wednesday my dudes

#me #my butt #my tiddies #it is wednesday my dudes #alternative #curvy #thick #spicy content #thick babe #curvy girls #onlyfanz #tattooed #tattooed girls #big tiddy gf #big tiddy alt girl #18+ content #i sell custom content

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exlibrisseverus · 2 months

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My brain is on crack right now. 😂 I know it’s an old meme but hey, why shouldn’t I tell my dudes that it is Wednesday?

Why 100 Points you ask? Because he can. The Head of Slytherin House has spoken.

#it is wednesday my dudes #it is wednesday my slytherins #meme #severus snape #snape community #pro severus snape #snapedom #slytherin #doodle #my art

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softichill · 1 month

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WORLD FROG DAY ON A WEDNESDAY. THE PROPHECY HAS COME TRUE

#cricket chirping #world frog day #frog #frogs #it is wednesday my dudes #Sorry this just made me laugh JGNJDG

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beardedmrbean · 3 months

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#it's wednesday my dudes #it is wednesday my dudes #wednesday #the simposons #homer simpson

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vaporjo · 1 year

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I’m crying

I want Technodad to be my dad

#technodad #technoblade #mr technodad #its a missing technoblade kind of week i guess #it is wednesday my dudes #cancer #rip technoblade #😭

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evesevilart · 3 months

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It’s wetnessday babey!!! (Click for higher quality)

#Ness #my art #gateau art #mother 2 #mother series #earthbound #ness earthbound #Wet ness day #Wednesday #it is wednesday my dudes

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sentientcave · 3 months

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WIP Wednesday - Impound

A little peek at that tow truck driver idea I was tossing around last week, for any interested parties

He shuffled through the papers deliberately. The sound of the cop’s rubber-soled boots squeaking impatiently on the dated linoleum floor was music to Simon’s ears. “Oh, of course. The squad car. Parked in a fire lane.” He tutted, shaking his head. “You’re lucky I got there before bylaw did. ‘S a big fine if they ticket you.”

They both knew that bylaw didn’t have the stones to ticket a cruiser. The fire department might, but they didn’t go around looking for trouble either. That was really more Simon’s area of expertise.

“You could have been impeding an investigation,” Price said, steely eyes narrowing.

Simon snorted. “At Ronnie’s? I fockin’ doubt it, unless you were investigatin’ how fresh the pastries were. Everyone knows that’s Laswell’s girl. Nobody’s stupid enough to cause trouble for ‘er.”

Price’s jaw was so tight that Simon was surprised his teeth didn’t start cracking under the pressure. He could almost hear the grind of enamel. “Fine. Just get the bloody gate open so I can leave.”

“Sure, no problem officer. Just a matter of the impound fees— Y’want me to bill the precinct directly, or are you gonna pay ‘em yourself?” He set the paperwork down on the desk top and fished the debit machine out of the top drawer suggestively. “Just need some I.D., if you don’t mind. Gotta keep things tidy on my end.”

Price snatched up the invoice. “One hundred and fifty dollars? Are you mad?”

“That’s the rate. Take it up with council if you’ve got a problem with it. You still gotta pay.”

Price was pretty near growling as he yanked out his wallet. Simon made a bit of a performance out of logging in the information on his I.D. on the slow computer, of punching in the total on the debit machine, and of checking everything to make sure it was in order. Price initialled the invoice where he was directed, pressing so hard it left a permanent indentation in the cheap veneer of the desk.

“Olright. You’re all set then,” Simon said at last, when he could drag his feet on the matter no more. He got out of his chair with a sigh, pleased to find that he stood a good three or four inches taller than Price, and walked out the side door without any further ceremony. Price was still standing in front of the desk, red-faced and angry. “Come on then.” Simon stopped just past the doorway, looking over his shoulder impatiently. “Haven’t got all day you know. Some of us have important work to do.”

He half expected Price’s head to explode.

Price stalked across the lot to his cruiser and threw himself into the driver’s seat while Simon went to open up the gate. The rev of the engine was the only warning Simon had to get out of the way before Price drove through it, cutting it a little too close for comfort. Simon raised his hand and wiggled his fingers in farewell, enjoying the glimpse of that furious blue glare in the mirrors before Price turned onto the road and sped off.

“Wha’ the hell was all that about?” Johnny asked, leaning out of the building, braced on the door handle, Roach a step behind him. “Ye pissin’ off the new police chief?”

“Yep.” Simon corralled the boys back into the office. “Fuckin’ hate cops.”

“Sure, but aren’t ye worried—”

“Not really. ‘F ‘e gets to be a problem I’ll talk to Laswell, get ‘er to put ‘er fuckin’ dog back on ‘is leash. Owes me a favour.” He snagged the singular tea out of the tray of paper cups and lifted it in thanks. “See you lads later. Goin’ home. When Kristen comes in to pick up ‘er shitbox waive the fees an’ tell ‘er not to park there again. Pretend you’re riskin’ your ass doin’ it, she’ll prob’ly give one of you muppets ‘er your number.”

Johnny and Roach looked at each other, and immediately launched into a game of rock-paper-scissors to decide who would get to be the knight in dirty blue coveralls. Simon let the garage door bang shut behind him, and trudged across the dimly lit space to the back door. The acrid smell of weed smoke hung in the air, thin tendrils of it still drifting across the bars of sun coming through the back windows. Fucking muppets, smoking up while chief of police was steaming mad on the other side of the door. And they thought that Simon was the one who needed to be careful.

#WIP Wednesday #It is wednesday my dudes #Cave Writing #Impound #PriceGhost #For anyone wondering: Laswell is the mayor #Ghost's a little talky in this which is like... on the line for me character wise but I see this version of him as slightly more normalized #due to becoming part of a community and leaving the fucking military lmao

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plaguedocboi · 3 months

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