The Elementary School I Attended Wouldn't Let Anyone Use The Water Fountains Because They Thought (1)

The elementary school I attended wouldn't let anyone use the water fountains because they thought (1) if we drank water, we'd always be asking for more water and (2) they were afraid we'd cut class somehow (by the water fountain). They also wouldn't open the windows on a really hot day during sixth grade graduation rehearsal (there was no air conditioning in the auditorium) and we weren't allowed to sit down to take breaks between songs.

Then one day, I passed out during rehearsal and they decided to alter their policies. My mom might've yelled at them; I don't remember.

This was in New York City in the early noughties, so you'd think they'd know better, but I guess not.

Any character can be mpregged if you're not a fucking coward

Any pairing can be aroace if you're not a fucking coward

the point of art is not to be great but to make it transparently obvious that there is something wrong with you

I haven't seen anyone else ponder this, so I guess I will.

Below are four screenshots from "Mouse Congeniality." Pinky and Brain have just gotten back from some crazy alternate timeline adventure that will remain unseen by the audience and Pinky just has a baby mouse covered in blue slime (that looks exactly like him) fall out of his ear and crawl away.

Also, apparently there was an octopus love interest. That Pinky was married to.

Did Pinky just brain-birth a clone baby like Zeus birthed Athena?

Further question: is this clone baby a mouse-passing tentacle boi?

i fucking hate that chicken nugget meme so much. it is butchering a classic song. what did the catalogue of rednex ever do to deserve this. why. WHY. cotton eye joe is an absolute banger masterpiece and this travesty happens to it. absolutely PISSED all over it like an elephant drinking a swimming pool. no, to make that comparison is an insult to the elephant. it is an insult to elephant piss. the elephant's urethra is offended. disgraceful. DISGUSTING.