She has put you in a double bind and called you selfish despite your behaving reasonably. She does not respect you and she does not deserve your respect. Take it.
You don't understand. If I do this, all of her friends- and I like her friends- and her husband, who I also like and who treats me respectfully, and my mother will hear about this. And that won't be good.
More people have said that and been killed than there are thorium decay products.
If it was not money taken from you and she does not want to give it to you, I don't think she owes it to you. Personally, I would not take it. But, I suppose this is easier to just say than to actually do.
Well, this is kind of an uncouth maneuver, but you could talk to her husband about it.
If you like him, then I'll assume that he's a reasonable person. If he's a reasonable person, he should be willing to listen to and empathize with your case. Of course, there's the chance that his marital connection will override, which would result in much worse repercussions. But it's an option.
Well, this is kind of an uncouth maneuver, but you could talk to her husband about it.
If you like him, then I'll assume that he's a reasonable person. If he's a reasonable person, he should be willing to listen to and empathize with your case. Of course, there's the chance that his marital connection will override, which would result in much worse repercussions. But it's an option.
You are the end result of a “would you push the button” prompt where the prompt was “you have unlimited godlike powers but you appear to all and sundry to be an impetuous child” – Zero, 2022
That jokes only work if your accent is one where "aunt" and "ant" are homophones
You are the end result of a “would you push the button” prompt where the prompt was “you have unlimited godlike powers but you appear to all and sundry to be an impetuous child” – Zero, 2022
We now return to UNICORN PATROL!
NARRATOR: Unicorns are a rare and beautiful sight, especially in our human realm. But not all who try to claim that beauty and rarity truly deserve it. It's Saturday afternoon in suburban Cleveland, and Sergeant Strawberry Dreams is responding to reports of a suspect impersonating a unicorn.
(Strawberry walks down a residential neighborhood street, where a pickup truck with a horse trailer attached is parked in front of a house.)
STRAWBERRY: I'll bet this is where he is.
(Strawberry approaches the trailer, the cameraman following behind him. Inside is a small pony with a phony horn strapped to her head.)
STRAWBERRY: Excuse me, ma'am. I'm Sergeant Strawberry Dreams with the Cleveland Police Unicorn Squad. May I have a word with you?
PONY: ...
STRAWBERRY: Come on, ma'am. How about you just step out of the trailer for a minute and we can have a little talk?
PONY: ...
STRAWBERRY: Ma'am, please, just cooperate. We can get this resolved fairly quickly. Can I have your name?
PONY: ...
STRAWBERRY: *sigh*
(A human man opens the gate of the house and walks around to the trailer.)
MAN: Is something wrong, officer?
STRAWBERRY: Do you know this mare, sir?
MAN: Cloverleaf? Yeah, I've been her trainer for years now. Isn't she sweet?
STRAWBERRY: Do you have any idea why she might be unwilling to cooperate with me?
EQUESTRIAN: Unwilling to cooperate?
STRAWBERRY: Yes. I've been trying to talk to her, but she won't even tell me her name.
EQUESTRIAN: Well, um, have you considered that might be because she's a horse?
STRAWBERRY: So?
EQUESTRIAN: Well, a horse is a horse, of course.
STRAWBERRY: Of course.
EQUESTRIAN: And no one can talk to a horse, of course.
STRAWBERRY: Nonsense. I've been talking to her for five minutes now.
EQUESTRIAN: Ok, I think you're kinda missing my point.
STRAWBERRY: Which is...?
EQUESTRIAN: Cloverleaf can't talk. Most horses can't, here in the human realm.
STRAWBERRY: ...Oh. Well don't I feel like a jerk now. I apologize, Cloverleaf, I didn't know.
CLOVERLEAF: *whinny*
EQUESTRIAN: I think she forgives you.
STRAWBERRY: Thanks. But we still need to talk about why I'm actually here.
EQUESTRIAN: What's the matter?
STRAWBERRY: Well, Cloverleaf here seems to have a false horn attached to her head.
EQUESTRIAN: Oh, that. She and I are here for my niece's birthday party. She likes unicorns, you see, so I just thought I'd make Clovie a little costume...
STRAWBERRY: And that's understandable, sir, but as I'm sure you're aware, it is unlawful to impersonate a unicorn in the State of Ohio. I'm going to ask that you remove her horn, please.
EQUESTRIAN: Can we just keep it on a little bit longer? I'm sure my niece will—
LITTLE GIRL (off-camera): OH MY GOD A REAL LIVE UNICORN!
(The camera pans back to the gate, where a little girl with a party hat and a plastic tiara has come from the backyard. She runs up to Strawberry Dreams and gives him a big hug.)
LITTLE GIRL: You did it! You brought me a unicorn! You're the best uncle ever!
STRAWBERRY: Ah, no, no! I'm not your unicorn! I'm a police officer! Cloverleaf's your unicorn! She's in the trailer!
LITTLE GIRL: Don't be silly, Cloverleaf's not a unicorn, she's just a pony with a fake horn strapped to her head!
EQUESTRIAN: Oh, right, the fake horn. I'll go ahead and take it off.
STRAWBERRY: No! No! It's fine! Leave it on! I'll just be on my way now!
EQUESTRIAN: No, no, I don't want Cloverleaf to get in any trouble with the law. I'll take it off.
LITTLE GIRL: Can I ride you around the block, Mister Unicorn?
STRAWBERRY: That's Sergeant Unicorn. I mean, Sergeant Strawberry. And I think—I just really should be going, I got stuff to do, hey look there's someone illegally parked down the street and—
LITTLE GIRL: Oh, come on officer! Nobody I know has even met a unicorn before, and especially not gotten to ride on one! I'll probably never, ever, ever get this chance again!
(Cut to Strawberry Dreams cantering down the residential street with the little girl on his back, immensely ecstatic.)
LITTLE GIRL: Whee hee hee! Can you turn on your light?
Strawberry turns on the blue emergency light on his helmet
LITTLE GIRL: LOOK AT ME EVERYONE! I'M RIDING A REAL LIVE UNICORN HERE IN MY OWN NEIGHBORHOOD! THIS IS THE BEST BIRTHDAY EVER!
STRAWBERRY (voiceover): It just goes to show, I guess, that sometimes showing a little kindness and compassion for your fellow Clevelanders can work out better than sticking to the hard and fast rules. Even if it means humiliating yourself on national TV.
You are the end result of a “would you push the button” prompt where the prompt was “you have unlimited godlike powers but you appear to all and sundry to be an impetuous child” – Zero, 2022
You are the end result of a “would you push the button” prompt where the prompt was “you have unlimited godlike powers but you appear to all and sundry to be an impetuous child” – Zero, 2022
More people have said that and been killed than there are thorium decay products.
Dirty Pillows didn't say good night. :( What if he had a heart attack and died and left me all alone in the world forever and ever and ever and ever without my sole mate?
Dirty Pillows didn't say good night. :( What if he had a heart attack and died and left me all alone in the world forever and ever and ever and ever without my sole mate?
More people have said that and been killed than there are thorium decay products.
omg what if Cloud and Barret and Tifa had like bladder points and poop points and whenever they travel a certain distance on the map they have to stop and go pee and poop or they start losing HP? That would be the most hilariously pointless mechanic ever. ^_^ But everyone likes pointless complexity, yes?
You are the end result of a “would you push the button” prompt where the prompt was “you have unlimited godlike powers but you appear to all and sundry to be an impetuous child” – Zero, 2022
Epilogue
NARRATOR: Chef and Waiterman, the restaurant staff who demanded a customer pay for food he never received, later sent Corporal Cloudkicker some hay to apologize for wasting her time, to which she responded with a note saying "Thanks. This hay's not bad!" As this was the best review anyone had given their food since 2007, Chef celebrated by adding hay as a permanent menu item.
NARRATOR: No further action was taken against Cloverleaf, the horse suspected of impersonating a unicorn, after her trainer removed her false horn. The trainer's niece, Alexis, became an internet sensation when the video of her riding Sergeant Strawberry through her neighborhood got over 200,000 notes on Tumblr.
More people have said that and been killed than there are thorium decay products.
oh shizzle TV Tropes was wrong. The Shinra building has a toilet too, not just that one bar. Cloud stands on this toilet and climbs into some vents! :D
More people have said that and been killed than there are thorium decay products.
oh no Cloud caught autism how is goin to beated the boss this time? There is no cure for autism. :o He should be held down and wrapped up in wet cloth forever and ever like they do in France (true story)
More people have said that and been killed than there are thorium decay products.
Does the lack of public bathrooms make cottaging more or less deviant...?
i dunno :o hey guys let's build a cheap cottage for the night that we were carrying around with us and then never use it ever again or even sell it or anything; it just literally sits here.
Comments
Assassin poems, Poems that shoot
guns. Poems that wrestle cops into alleys
and take their weapons leaving them dead
There is a time when one should cut their losses. The time is now. Take the money, go home, forget this woman and buy yourself something nice
Assassin poems, Poems that shoot
guns. Poems that wrestle cops into alleys
and take their weapons leaving them dead
Well, this is kind of an uncouth maneuver, but you could talk to her husband about it.
If you like him, then I'll assume that he's a reasonable person. If he's a reasonable person, he should be willing to listen to and empathize with your case. Of course, there's the chance that his marital connection will override, which would result in much worse repercussions. But it's an option.
(you're not helping)
I wish I knew what to say to this whole aunt business
NARRATOR: Unicorns are a rare and beautiful sight, especially in our human realm. But not all who try to claim that beauty and rarity truly deserve it. It's Saturday afternoon in suburban Cleveland, and Sergeant Strawberry Dreams is responding to reports of a suspect impersonating a unicorn.
(Strawberry walks down a residential neighborhood street, where a pickup truck with a horse trailer attached is parked in front of a house.)
STRAWBERRY: I'll bet this is where he is.
(Strawberry approaches the trailer, the cameraman following behind him. Inside is a small pony with a phony horn strapped to her head.)
STRAWBERRY: Excuse me, ma'am. I'm Sergeant Strawberry Dreams with the Cleveland Police Unicorn Squad. May I have a word with you?
PONY: ...
STRAWBERRY: Come on, ma'am. How about you just step out of the trailer for a minute and we can have a little talk?
PONY: ...
STRAWBERRY: Ma'am, please, just cooperate. We can get this resolved fairly quickly. Can I have your name?
PONY: ...
STRAWBERRY: *sigh*
(A human man opens the gate of the house and walks around to the trailer.)
MAN: Is something wrong, officer?
STRAWBERRY: Do you know this mare, sir?
MAN: Cloverleaf? Yeah, I've been her trainer for years now. Isn't she sweet?
STRAWBERRY: Do you have any idea why she might be unwilling to cooperate with me?
EQUESTRIAN: Unwilling to cooperate?
STRAWBERRY: Yes. I've been trying to talk to her, but she won't even tell me her name.
EQUESTRIAN: Well, um, have you considered that might be because she's a horse?
STRAWBERRY: So?
EQUESTRIAN: Well, a horse is a horse, of course.
STRAWBERRY: Of course.
EQUESTRIAN: And no one can talk to a horse, of course.
STRAWBERRY: Nonsense. I've been talking to her for five minutes now.
EQUESTRIAN: Ok, I think you're kinda missing my point.
STRAWBERRY: Which is...?
EQUESTRIAN: Cloverleaf can't talk. Most horses can't, here in the human realm.
STRAWBERRY: ...Oh. Well don't I feel like a jerk now. I apologize, Cloverleaf, I didn't know.
CLOVERLEAF: *whinny*
EQUESTRIAN: I think she forgives you.
STRAWBERRY: Thanks. But we still need to talk about why I'm actually here.
EQUESTRIAN: What's the matter?
STRAWBERRY: Well, Cloverleaf here seems to have a false horn attached to her head.
EQUESTRIAN: Oh, that. She and I are here for my niece's birthday party. She likes unicorns, you see, so I just thought I'd make Clovie a little costume...
STRAWBERRY: And that's understandable, sir, but as I'm sure you're aware, it is unlawful to impersonate a unicorn in the State of Ohio. I'm going to ask that you remove her horn, please.
EQUESTRIAN: Can we just keep it on a little bit longer? I'm sure my niece will—
LITTLE GIRL (off-camera): OH MY GOD A REAL LIVE UNICORN!
(The camera pans back to the gate, where a little girl with a party hat and a plastic tiara has come from the backyard. She runs up to Strawberry Dreams and gives him a big hug.)
LITTLE GIRL: You did it! You brought me a unicorn! You're the best uncle ever!
STRAWBERRY: Ah, no, no! I'm not your unicorn! I'm a police officer! Cloverleaf's your unicorn! She's in the trailer!
LITTLE GIRL: Don't be silly, Cloverleaf's not a unicorn, she's just a pony with a fake horn strapped to her head!
EQUESTRIAN: Oh, right, the fake horn. I'll go ahead and take it off.
STRAWBERRY: No! No! It's fine! Leave it on! I'll just be on my way now!
EQUESTRIAN: No, no, I don't want Cloverleaf to get in any trouble with the law. I'll take it off.
LITTLE GIRL: Can I ride you around the block, Mister Unicorn?
STRAWBERRY: That's Sergeant Unicorn. I mean, Sergeant Strawberry. And I think—I just really should be going, I got stuff to do, hey look there's someone illegally parked down the street and—
LITTLE GIRL: Oh, come on officer! Nobody I know has even met a unicorn before, and especially not gotten to ride on one! I'll probably never, ever, ever get this chance again!
(Cut to Strawberry Dreams cantering down the residential street with the little girl on his back, immensely ecstatic.)
LITTLE GIRL: Whee hee hee! Can you turn on your light?
Strawberry turns on the blue emergency light on his helmet
LITTLE GIRL: LOOK AT ME EVERYONE! I'M RIDING A REAL LIVE UNICORN HERE IN MY OWN NEIGHBORHOOD! THIS IS THE BEST BIRTHDAY EVER!
STRAWBERRY (voiceover): It just goes to show, I guess, that sometimes showing a little kindness and compassion for your fellow Clevelanders can work out better than sticking to the hard and fast rules. Even if it means humiliating yourself on national TV.
NARRATOR: Unicorn Patrol will return after this.
I like Didones, but not fashion
Assassin poems, Poems that shoot
guns. Poems that wrestle cops into alleys
and take their weapons leaving them dead
Assassin poems, Poems that shoot
guns. Poems that wrestle cops into alleys
and take their weapons leaving them dead
Because metabolism.
Assassin poems, Poems that shoot
guns. Poems that wrestle cops into alleys
and take their weapons leaving them dead
Note the absence of a 'Berserk' effect.
Asperger isn't a thing anymore now it's just autism spectrum so ASD I guess (wow it is the same initials!)