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I like to think that I saved some raccoons a few weeks ago. I was taking the trash at my apartment when I saw a ladder leaning against the side of the trash bin. When I came closer I suddenly saw 3 big furry animals, shaking and bumping into each other in the bin. It was my first time ever seeing not one, but 3 raccoons! They looked so cute with their puppy eyes. Their eyes also made them look like cute villains. The kind of villains that steal food from the garbage. Anyways, I left thinking about how could they possibly got in there. The bin is pretty high. I was feeling bad about leaving them like that and was thinking of announcing the staff. Then it struck me that they might have climbed on the ladder. So, I went back and put the ladder inside the trash bin. If someone saw me, they might have thought I was weird. But maybe I just saved them. Or maybe they could have escaped by themselves. Anyway, my intentions were pure. |
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| Moana |
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| Stephen Covey |
Management is efficiency in climbing the ladder of success; leadership determines whether the ladder is leaning against the right wall. |
| Jason Babin |
Everybody gets all worked up about trash talk but it is what it is - it's talk... You ask any player, honestly, if trash talk's gonna affect how hard they play, because if a little trash talk affects how hard they can play, it just lets us know that they were holding back or weren't playing harder or as hard as they could. |
| Chris Isaak |
When I play it I look out and see people hold on to each other and dance or just couples leaning into each other and kiss. And I'll go: 'You know, I could have worked hard at school and been a dentist. But I'm so glad I didn't.' Because when I look out and see that I feel like the Pied Piper of love. |
| Ron White |
I've never been one to look up the ladder. I've always looked down the ladder. As long as there's one guy down there, I'm fine. |
| James Badge Dale |
I'm a little bit superstitious, and I think that just comes from playing hockey. I won't avoid the number thirteen. A big one for me, though, is walking under a ladder. I've always felt like that's tempting fate. That's just throwing it right in their face. Check me out. I just walked under a ladder. What are you going to do about it? |
| Diane Ackerman |
Just as our ancient ancestors drew animals on cave walls and carved animals from wood and bone, we decorate our homes with animal prints and motifs, give our children stuffed animals to clutch, cartoon animals to watch, animal stories to read. |
| Warren Farrell |
We always look at the 'Fortune 500,' and we say, men in power, but we don't look at the glass cellar as opposed to the glass ceiling and say, men also are the homeless, men are also the ones that are the garbage collectors. Men are also the ones dying in construction sites that aren't properly supervised for safety hazards. |
| Imelda Staunton |
Her death has had a huge effect on me. It felt like a big hole appeared on my left side - apparently your left side is your mother - which I thought could never be filled. Now I think what you have to do is fill it with yourself because your mother is part of you. I'm easing into that space, using it and being comforted by it. |
| Robert H. Schuller |
Some people are at the top of the ladder, some are in the middle, still more are at the bottom, and a whole lot more don't even know there is a ladder. |
| Susan Cain |
All personality traits have their good side and their bad side. But for a long time, we've seen introversion only through its negative side and extroversion mostly through its positive side. |
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depictions of butterflies in art are never cute unless it's on an animal's nose and only then it's a maybe
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how can anything be so cute and scary at the same time
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I had a dream that I was looking out over my parents backyard and it was flooded. I could see them down by the river on a patch of grass that wasn't covered with water. The neighbor's yard was mostly above water, but a large portion of my parent's yard was underwater. Then I saw what looked like a huge fish near the edge of their property. It was the size of a large dog and it had eyes probably as big as my head. It looked like 2 or 3 eyes and it looked like it was mostly above water, but when it got to the land it crawled out and I could see a huge crablike body underneath. It was approaching my parents and I yelled out to them and they turned around. It froze, so I thought it was afraid of them and that they were safe. I put my coat on and went outside. I was standing far away from the water but I felt something on my back. I reached back and pulled something off of it. It was a big crab leg. Then I still felt something and I did it again. Another leg. Then I felt something biting m...
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I had a dream that I was in an apartment building. It would have been what we call "post-apocalypse", but in my view it is more of a gradual thing, so I feel we should really be more specific. It seemed to be post-capitalism, but before any system could replace the main functions of capitalism, so there were apartment buildings but no landlords. They were rundown. No places to buy food. Lots of violent crime. The apartment I was in looked really nice. It was like a nice secret hideout in a dystopian landscape. I had a roommate and I came out into the central room when I heard someone shouting loudly. Someone had gotten into the apartment and had a huge knife. They were trying to rob us or kill us and we were backing away toward the window. If we had to jump we'd probably die too. Then I woke up.
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I had a dream that there was a foreign cat in my apartment and I was hissing at it (as you do) to make my cat feel like I was on her side. But my cat wasn't really mad and when I got closer I realized that it was just a lil babi kitten and then we all took care of it. Then I had another dream that I rolled over on my laptop and broke it.
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dawg should actually be defined as a really cute dog that makes you say "awww" when you see it.
Dawwwwwwg.
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"Yeah, well, now that I'm working here you'll get to know her!" Katherine gives Alexandria a smooch on the forehead and returns behind the counter.
"Ms. Helga, what's your favorite word?" Alexandria asks without looking away from her coloring.
"My favorite word? I'll have to think about that, what's your favorite word?"
"Oh, well if I'm telling you then it will be harder for you to think about it, but it's okay, I'll keep coloring until your ready."
Helga found this very amusing to hear coming from such a tiny person and marveled at her talent for being assertive yet polite and most of all consid...
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The lil teacher lady that emma is setting up with the debate teacher in clueless has caught my attention bc it seems like her style is very similar to mine. i was thinking she had a cute look and realized that later emma and stacy dash makeover attack her later. I fear i might be makeover attacked by the high school emmas and stacy dashes of the present.
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"Jay-Z and Beyonce in their car, quietly driving. They’re listening to a classic hip hop station when Big Pimpin’ comes on. Jay locks his eyes on the road, steering stiffly. He tries not to breathe. He can feel Beyonce’s eyes on him, glinting in the passing of headlights. He reaches for the radio, slowly, carefully… “Don’t,” she says, barely a whisper, but somehow he hears it over the bass. “Let’s listen.” His blood runs cold."
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i aint got no lights
got no cash
got no heat
got no food on the table
god tell me what we'll eat
i aint got no rights
cuz i left with the beat
i aint got no price
my soul cleaner than my sheets
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