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#so check that expiration date
ofhouseadama · 2 years
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i want to be clear. this is a pro-lube space. no one should feel ashamed for using lube. you should use lots of lube, especially if you're stretching out places that don't usually get stretched, but also like. just for comfort. you're not winning or losing by how wet you can get naturally. just have safe sex. no tearing no bleeding no discomfort
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glittter-vamp · 8 months
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Last round, they’re 98 cents at my local Walmart. If I don’t like any of these, sorry Joey & Alex but I’m gonna have to stick to my Vitamin waters & Powerade 😬
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shiniestcrow · 3 months
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I'm hungry and tired and had a woman get really fucking angry at me today because gift cards expire and she's convinced that they don't
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woodland-roaming · 6 months
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I'm disturbed by how much expired stuff is in my store.
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rosieposiepie · 1 year
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lol i was refilling my prescription and ordered it to be delivery from walgreens, somebody fucked up because i got the bulk container of my medication, not the packet so i got a year’s worth of meds for 1 refill go me, free medication
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themeganator5000 · 2 years
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Disney hire me to write Luca 2. I’ll make Luca gay. I’m not a coward.
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sluttyten · 1 year
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The urge I have to call out of work on Wednesday and drive to Texas to see NCT Dream again 😭
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So I've known for a long time that even though breaking - mending is often seen as a pair of dual working, equal forces of magic, they're not. They're more than opposing forces, they're separate processes. They need each other in theory. Act independient of each other in practice. They're less like dual elemental building blocks of creation and more like two possible pathways that said creation can take, regardless of what elemental blocks make them up. One of those pathways leads towards more creative, additive, orderly forms, the other towards more destructive, reductive and chaotic forms.
And that's evident in how, for some reason, mending takes way more effort than breaking. If they were a perfect mirror of each other, they'd take the same effort, would have the same chance of happening naturally, that is, without conscious intervention, and they simply don't. To destroy something is surprisingly easy, can even be accidental and require 0 thought whatsoever, and is way more likely to succeeded than mending. To create order necessarily takes conscious effort. To stitch anything back together requires way more skill than it took to break that same thing.
At least 99% of the times. There's this 1 (one) exception that's very interesting to analyze but we'll chat about that at a different time.
I HATE that I found a GREAT analogy for this in physics and now I have a reason to study physics more in detail. To use these particular laws and theories as similes to figure out the details of my own theory, and it's a great thing and all, BUT I HATE IT HERE.
Little disclaimer: I am not saying the laws of physics will explain why this is true or why this happens, I'm not even saying it's true. it's just the system that I work with, my understanding on my own cosmology, and the fact that I like to compare similar processes (while taking into account their differences and keeping in mind they don't have to correspond at all) to come to my own conclusions, then go about testing it in practice.
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mocha-bunbun · 2 years
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I might be eating expired taquitos
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actualaster · 2 years
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Apparently I have spontaneously developed the magical power to discover ALL the health hazards in the kitchen and the pantry at once.
-_-
I just wanted to make some food...
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violettierre · 2 years
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I just made a chocolate cake and it turned out that the chocolate was expired...
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cosmicdreamt · 2 years
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[[ My only contribution today is that this is a majority of Neff's ships ]]
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jellybeanium124 · 1 year
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I got sick right when I needed to go grocery shopping too which is just like... the worst timing -_-
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darksouls2yuri · 2 years
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wife just downed an expired danimal #tgirlswag
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whelpimnauthuman · 2 months
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Gotta love when the financial aid office has fucked up so bad even the hospital staff themselves are like "wait, what?"
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ciaoteamo · 26 days
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Milk and Water (Pt. I)
pairings: doppelgänger!Milkman x fem!Reader
summary: One of the newest residents’ very first doppelgänger comes in, trying to sway you into to letting them in. Will you..?
pt.II
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art credit (twt: loafuu_chii)
warning: 18+ content
“…what’s the story behind your um… ears(?)” You ask the doppelgänger before you. It was a clone of one of your favorite neighbors actually, her name was Maria.
A woman around your age that you became really close friends with over the few months of you working here.
“@&! !$?&” The doppelgänger let out a series of sounds.
“right, so give me one second” You press the bright red button next to the window and the steel blinds shut with a blaring alarm sound.
You call D.D.D. and they clean up their mess per usual. You once again, you were just thankful you didn’t have to work on that side of the glass.
You check your wrist watch, and happily sigh at the fact that you only had one more hour left to work.
“ mmm, someone’s eager to go home i see” A familiar voice speaks up.
“oh, Mr. Francis” You give the man a polite grin. He gave you a sly one in return. You knew it wasn’t him off the bat. Francis was usually shy towards you, making you want to tease him into blushing whenever you saw him.
Well, you suppose you could kill two birds with one stone. Flirt with the doppelgänger of your crush, and have some entertainment.
“how are you pretty girl” He asks, sliding an I.D. and sheet through the slot.
You examine the documents and identification and beam a smile up at him.
“the date on the I.D. is a little expired hun” You declare. He lets out a small chuckle and leans a little toward the glass.
“mmm, been busy with the milk business, love. must’ve slipped my mind to renew it” He replied. His eyes were low but he still held his sly grin. You leaned back in your chair, with a bored look on your face.
“you’re not like my Francis” You huff and tilt your head with a disappointed look.
His grin faltered and he stepped closer. His breathing had quickened a bit and he took off his hat. “who knows, i could be better” He suggests.
Now that his confidence had depleted a little, you were growing bored of him. You checked the time again and you had 45 minutes left.
“well i’ve gotta get you moving now. it was nice to see such a handsome face though, so thank you” You beam and reach for the button
“you don’t want to do this, trust me” He states with a warning tone. This wasn’t unusual, getting threats after realizing they’re doppelgängers, but being that this one was this aware… they must be evolving.
“and why would i trust you?” You ask out of curiosity.
“i mean look at me” He smirks, one arm leaned against the top of the window. His irises turned from their chocolate brown and into an empty pure white.
“hm” You nod and press the button.
“(Y/N)!” He roared with what you assume was his fist banging the glass.
You call D.D.D. and wait for them to clean their mess, again.
The steel blind begins to lift and you sit back in your seat, checking your watch again but noticed the new pink lighting that shone in.
You furrow your eyebrows and look up in horror as you see blood streaks on the window in thick, and dripping amounts. You jump out of your chair and put your back against the wall.
About 5 D.D.D. workers were piled up, bloody and battered in the corner of the room, and there the doppelgänger was.
Staring at you.
His eyes were low, his shirt was torn, revealing his pecs and the start of his abdomen. He was panting with his (surprisingly still) neat hair and an almost psychotic expression.
“oh no…” He starts with a laugh, still breathing heavily.
“what did you do..?” You cover your mouth with your hand.
“it’s what you did. you got me all riled up.”
He looks down for a brief moment and you swear you hear a zip. He holds his tie and the end of his tattered shirt in his mouth and looks up at you with knitted eyebrows.
His breath fogging up the window as he asks you. Looking like a poor starving puppy. “will you let me in now…? I need your help…” He slightly groaned.
“…what. the. fuck.”
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