happy juneteenth🤍!!! here's a list of black gfms that have yet to meet their goals! (black ppl feel free to link your or others donation posts in a reblog! reblogs from nonblack ppl appreciated!)

soulaans

also, here are a few organizations led by trans black people that help with crowdfunding and give support to other black trans people in need!

and here's another batch of black gfms that haven't met their goals.

barbiediorx

balquida

hey if you’re in the U.S. and use food stamps or know somebody who does i found this online cookbook that has recipes for eating well on approximately $4/day :o)

I don’t have food stamps but I need to know how to eat well for $4/day. Thank you for this.

HOLY SHIT

This cookbook is really amazing. I’ve used a couple of the recipes and they are so easy to follow. And in the beginning there are a bunch of really great tips for saving on food stuff.

queerdo-mcjewface

Here is a working link for the cookbook.

*joints creaking*

I’m doing a PORTRAIT GIVEAWAY on Tapas. It’s free and super easy to enter. Good luck, my friends.

To enter, GO HERE 🎟 tapas.io/episode/1631550

barbiediorx

balquida

So I just now learned about Stagecoach Mary and how have I never heard of this absolute LEGEND of a woman before

She was born a slave and freed when the Emancipation Proclamation was issued (she was about 30)
She was about six feet tall and 200 pounds and once she was free she decided she’d never take shit from anyone ever again
When one of her close friends, a nun by the name of Mother Amadeus, became ill with pneumonia at her convent in Montana, Mary headed alone into the frontier to nurse Mother Amadeus back to health
After Mother Amadeus recovered, she gave Mary a job as the foreman of the convent. She repaired buildings, took care of chickens, made the long and dangerous journeys into town for supplies, and did other odd jobs.
She could drink most men under the table, and one saloon offered five bucks and a free shot of whiskey to any man who could take a punch to the face from Mary and remain standing.
She was once said by a local paper to have broken more noses than anyone else in Montana
She was outspokenly Republican, which at this time was the liberal party in America, and would get into political debates with the more conservative townsfolk
One time a man insulted her outside the saloon so hit him in the face with a rock, and only stopped when other cowboys held her back.
On one supply run into town, her wagon overturned and the horses fled. Mary spent all night single-handedly fending off a pack of wolves with her guns before she righted the heavy wagon by herself and tracked down the spooked horses. The only thing lost in the accident was a jar of molasses.
She lost her job at the convent when she got into a gunfight with a male employee who did not want to take orders from a black woman. She reportedly shot him in the ass, which angered the local bishop.
After losing her convent job, Mary spent a brief time running a restaurant, where she welcomed and served all comers
When a job for a mail carrier opened at the local US Post Office, Mary got the job because she managed to hitch six horses to a wagon faster than any of the male candidates
She was sixty at the time
This made her the first black woman mail carrier, and the second woman mail carrier in US history
When the snows were too deep for the horses to manage the long and dangerous delivery routes, Mary would strap on snowshoes, put the bags of mail on her shoulders, and do it herself
At one point she apparently had a pet eagle????
She only retired from the mail route when she was about 70 years old, and instead made a quieter living by babysitting and running a laundry business in the town of Cascade
She was a huge baseball fan and often gave the local team a big bouquet of flowers from her garden
The people of Cascade loved Mary so much that they closed the schools annually on her birthday
When a law was passed in Montana that forbade women from drinking in saloons, the mayor of Cascade granted Mary an exemption.
When her house burned down, the whole town got together to help her build a new one
She continued drinking, fighting, and going to baseball games until she died of liver failure at 82 in 1914

Mary (far right) and the local baseball team

Anyway sorry for gushing I just now heard about her and I’m in love

augustdementhe

I’ve heard of her, but godDAMN, if her story doesn’t bear repeating. ^w^

historyisntboring

She has her own wikipedia page. Enjoy.

barbiediorx

homophobic

the-real-carson-kressley

I’m running out of runway puns

Then you are of no use to me

the-real-carson-kressley

Uuuuu…hhhn…I mean…I’m about to run way out of puns…nnghh

barbiediorx

hgk477

Hey everyone! We need your help to create the best party game ever!

Introducing… What The Plot?!

How does it work?

1.) Take a Prompt Card.

Ex. ’Tell us about the time a vampire hit on you.‘

2.) You have one minute to bullshit a story.

After the minute is up, the player next to you needs to continue your story and so on.

However! There is also a pile of cards each with three words on it. Every turn you draw a card and have to use one of the three words from it in your story. Ex. breadstick, cactus, werewolf.’ If you don’t use one of the words during your turn, you lose points. If you can’t continue the story then you also lose points. And if your story is really awful, other players can play the ‘Boo Card’, causing you to lose a catastrophic amount of points. The player who is not the worst wins!

We have already found a supplier and a distribution center in both the US and Europe. We really want to know what you think. Let’s create this game together and make it the best it can possibly be. Are you in?

jojos-mess

Please make this a thing. I’d soooo get this!!

nymerianightmares

where can I get updates???

fenderrawr

Suggestion to call it:

What The Plot?! - A party game for people who like to talk sh*t

^ Genius

This is an awesome concept! An alternative rule could be instead of losing points, people could also maybe take a sip of their drink, it would make the stories even more entertaining. I would definitely play this as a drinking game with my friends!

hgk477

We need your input! We need more Prompt Cards and really need your help in shaping this game over the next couple of weeks before we launch! [Dec, 2019]

Click here to give feedback and to sign up to help create this party game!

hgk477

Guys! It’s happening! “What The Plot?! - A party game for people who like to talk sh*t” is going to be available for pre-order this Wednesday!!! (Dec. 18)

Thanks to your feedback we have truly created something epic! Can’t wait to show you the final product!!!!!

offensivepanfish

FUCK YES!

plutoisaplanet5ever

I’ve found my calling

hgk477

What The Plot?!™ is now available for pre-order on planet Earth until January 1st! Definitely check it out; it’s pretty-ducking-epic thanks to your feedback and input!

Get yours here:

creators.teespring.com/what-the-plot

OMG YES FINALLY

Today’s Sunday.

we miss 100% of the sips we dont take, babes

barbiediorx

organic-freedom

I’m so tired of seeing the one dimensional views of Leo’s.

Leo’s are often stuck in their own mind, not necessarily in an egotistical way as it’s mostly portrayed, but in the way where your thoughts are too loud and distracting to focus on the world around you.
Leo’s are extremely loyal to those they care about, and threateningly protective. Go after a Leo and they’ll laugh and scoff, go after their loved one, and prepare to run for your life.
Leo’s are very generous, one of the most generous of the zodiac, and provide just as much warmth as the fixed hearthfire they represent.
In terms of needing attention and praise, Leo’s just need some validation to know that they are on the right path and a good person. We’re much more self-conscious then we let on. One good Earth sign friend that acts as a reassuring anchor is enough to suffice.
Shy Leo’s exist, we ARE here, and honestly probably project more of a resting bitch facade than the charismatic and stereotypical Leo, but we’re every bit as sunny and warm, as long as you try to communicate with them openly.
Never, in my life, have I met a dishonest Leo. My father and I, both stubborn-ass lions, can’t lie worth shit, and neither can my Leo grandparents. We’re open and honest to a fault, y’all.

......and lastly, STOP JUDGING PEOPLE BASED ON THEIR SIGNS.

barbiediorx

itsagifnotagif

His knees gave in near the top 😂

wakandamama

willsmithsmackedtheshitoutofme

Lmfaoooooooooooo

barbiediorx

homophobic

shymagnolia

so I got into grad school today with my shitty 2.8 gpa and the moral of the story is reblog those good luck posts for the love of god

shymagnolia

okay so i just got my dream job??? a week after applying to it?? and now i’m thinking….maybe this is the good luck post

I got 100%??? On my GIS test I barely studied for??? And now I don’t have to take the final???? Holy fucking shit this post works.

I got a job today lol

David Stenbeck.

barbiediorx

humorduke

fivetail

“did you just pause the bee movie to have discourse about the bee movie”

Off camera: “This supreme court decision that could have happened, and since there had to have have been like, enough sort of like debate beforehand about whether…”

On camera: “Ok, but shouldn’t there have been a spinning newspaper transition there. Like Supreme Court declares bees as full citizens of the United States”

Off camera: “I mean, to be… to be fair, they’re only focusing on the bee media”

On camera: “On the bee media! *claps* ok, well on the bee media I think it would be a big fucking deal for them to be like Oh! We’re people now”

Off camera: “Well the thing is though, they probably already recognize themselves as FULL American citizens because they were born in America and have all… generations of coming *cut-off*”

On camera: “You know what this movie presents a lot of questions about personhood”

Off camera: “IT REALLY DOES! THAT’S THE WHOLE POINT OF THIS MOVIE”

On camera: “The bee movie is about personhood really”

Off camera: “Ya, it is”

On camera: “Who is allowed to be a person?”

the crowning gem of this video is the Sollux shirt, which they probably wore specifically to watch Bee Movie

barbiediorx

humorduke

i dont understand this at all and america scares the fuck out of me

This is the america they don’t want you to see

i love america

This is what you call Waffle House at 2 am when the bars close and everyone is drunk and hungry

*group of people having fun* this site: wtf this is so scary

People having safe fun at a waffle house is scary for most Tumblr bloggers, reports say.

inkandcayenne

Some context for those not familiar with Waffle House Culture:

Waffle House is one of the few chains in America that’s open 24/7/365, and where you can get both breakfast and lunch/dinner options at any time (I have had so many Breakfast Cheeseburgers at Waffle Houses). The food is really good, and people eat there at all times of the day or night, but it’s particularly popular as a late-night post-drinking spot because it’s all that’s open and it’s the kind of food that tastes especially good when you’re hammered.
Part of Waffle House Protocol is that all the servers and cooks greet every single customer as they come through the door. It sounds lame, but I’ve never been to a Waffle House where that greeting didn’t feel completely heartfelt. My mom is a health nut who could barely find anything on the menu she was willing to eat and yet she describes the Christmas Day lunch we had there one year as one of the nicest meals she’s ever had because everyone was so warm and welcoming. That sense of camaraderie gets turned up to 11, of course, at 2 a.m. when everyone’s shitfaced.
The jukeboxes have Waffle-House-themed songs on them (once you have heard “Raisins in my Toast” you will be earwormed forever) and there is an arcane system of hash brown ordering: scattered, smothered, covered, chunked, topped, diced, peppered, and/or capped. The hot sauce bottles say “Casa de Waffle.”
Once, in Oxford (UK), my husband and I walked past a kebab van very late one night and he said “why do I smell Waffle House”
The location of most Waffle Houses means there’s some… classism that tends to get tied up with Anti-Waffle House Discourse, which is probably lending itself, in part, to this being such a fraught topic. (I’m looking at a map and apparently I was born and raised right in the middle of the Peak Waffle House Density Zone)
It is, in the words of chef Anthony Bourdain, “indeed marvelous— an irony-free zone where everything is beautiful and nothing hurts; where everybody regardless of race, creed, color or degree of inebriation is welcomed.”

We’re not even gonna mention FEMA’s Waffle House Index where they determine how bad a natural disaster is by calling the local Waffle House to see if they’re open?