Some all timers in this one
Is this a parody, I'm honestly incapable of telling
thinking about the matte blue scooby doo fruit snack
enigmatic,
I'd always be so angry when there'd be one colour of fruit snack that was opaque.
Years ago I overheard (eavesdropped upon) a telephone conversation between a public parks official and a golf course owner.
Parks Official: No sir, you cannot
Parks Official: No. They are a protected species
Parks Official: You CANNOT shoot them
Parks Official: Or poison them, no. Or trap them
Parks Official: If you like, we can-- no, I'm it. I'm the ranking official here. There's nobody above me. My boss? You mean... the governor's office? Sure, I guess. Okay bye
After he hung up, he gave me this thousand-yard stare before answering my unvoiced question.
"There's a flock of flamingos at the 9th green disrupting golfers. He wanted permission to go out there with a shotgun and take care of matters, but sensed there might be... legal ramifications. So he called us."
I laughed. "Does that happen often?"
"Oh, we get calls like that a couple times a month."
Country clubs should be burned to the ground and their golf courses turned into community gardens i am 10000% serious
Was golf created for the sole purpose of hoarding ridiculously large amounts of land just to brag about how little they use it?
Repossess all golf courses and convert them into public parks.
A pleasant surprise.
When he goes back into the dirt
i can’t believe this little shit has a completely armored back and then sleeps belly up just to dare predators to fuck with it
The sheer energy. The beauty of this woman. The women hugging in the background. The man in rainbow parachute pants. This whole video is art.
XXI. The World
This is your reminder that a lot of public libraries actually have little summer reading programs for kids AND adults!
We even have PRIZES for when you finish filling up your sheet with stickers!
Support your local library. There may even be a sticker for you at the end 🌟
“Hope” is the thing with feathers - That perches in the soul - And sings the tune without the words - And never stops - at all - And sweetest - in the Gale - is heard - And sore must be the storm - That could abash the little Bird That kept so many warm - I’ve heard it in the chillest land - And on the strangest Sea - Yet - never - in Extremity, It asked a crumb - of me.
-Emily Dickinson
Happy Pride :)
Heck yeah
Works for gators too
Will never forget seeing a gator climb a fence in Florida when I was 10
Gators can WHAT













