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For the People, Entities, and Furries that get barked at! Here are some responses you can use!

If there is someone with the person barking: "Oooh, can I pet your dog?!"

If you are with someone: mutter "Freaks..." to each other.

If you are a male entity of sorts: SAY SYMIPATHEDICALY "It's okay I know it's hard when I can pull more bitches than you and your small dick."

Stay Petty, Stay Savage, and Stay Safe guys, gals, and non-binary pals!

Full credit to la-squadra1234

POV: Luke if Barbatos was his dad

OK all the Obey Me! fans have to admit this one is pretty funny😭

I’m trying to post more obey me contant because I just love it so much!

It’s such a great game/anime 

If philosophy was more like this today i would sign up immediately

This is wild

Originally was gonna post a tiktok but was struggling for some reason. Anyway, my brother said to stop reposting my TikTok’s on Instagram so I’m posting this on all my social medias. Im the petty sibling 😈

Kaiba you petty dragon....

the time has come to post this photo everywhere

#petty

#petty

#gossip #lies #drama Do You! #petty

Girl math is using the €200 that my landlord tried to steal from my deposit (but had to give back) to get professional translations of the texts I’m going to use to sue him for trespassing now

I don’t buy plants online because most of my collection is grown from leaf propagations (I like the challenge), but be warned:

I’ve seen several posts now about people getting scammed by a company called Planteia. They send you diseased plants and if you ask for a refund, they resort to harassment. They even doxxed one of their customers.

I traced some horror stories back to this Reddit post for a quick tl;dr of some of this company’s horrible practices.

If you’re pettier than I have the energy to be, give them bad reviews on their site and their Facebook. Their behavior is baffling, but I’m only petty enough to make this post and hope they go bankrupt.

@katsulovee come get ur burnt waffles smh 😒

One time I knew a couple who were getting divorced but neither of them wanted to move out of the house they shared so they did really petty things to try and force each other out. The wife had the walls painted red (A color that the husband hated) and the husband wrote a poem about how she broke his heart and had it framed and hung up outside the bedroom they used to share, along with his wedding ring. And like, if that isn’t grade-A levels of petty I don’t know what is

The Bacchae- A Contemporary Adaptation

Hello hello and welcome to this week’s short story, which was written for The Writer’s Mess challenge of writing a Greek Myth adaptation. I decided to write about Dionysus, and do a contemporary take on The Bacchae. It’s a little odd, and in first person, which you will see again for my Norse Myth post in two weeks. Apparently Gods like saying “I”, who knew they had such ego… I was born the son…

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So I ordered a collector's edition of a video game, and the ETA was Monday.

I was out and about yesterday, and decided to give Garwik a call on his lunch to check if it had been dropped off. They're replacing the fences at our townhouses so he's in the back yard with the dog.

"Not yet," he responds.

I check my email.

"That's really weird... it says they attempted to deliver."

"What? There was no sticker."

"It says they attempted to deliver ... One minute ago?"

"Give me a second... Son of a bitch!"

So in true courier fashion, in the one minute Garwik was out back, the Purolator van had pulled up, jumped out, pushed the doorbell, slapped the prepared "sorry we missed you!" sticker on the door, and took off.

And of course you have to wait a day to go get it from the centre.

So I pull up outside the building today, on my motorcycle, in the rain, and the lady has the cleverness to giggle "Oh! I hope youre not picking up a BIG package!"

"Actually, I am..." I respond wearily, handing her the slip.

She vanishes in the back and returns with a torso sized brown box. "You weren't kidding!"

"Eugh," I grunt noncommittaly, finding my ID.

"You sure you'll be able to manage this?" she asks, making conversation, I guess?

I sigh, and glance up at her. "Well since company policy is 'Ding-Dong-Ditch' and we couldn't get to the door in the forty-five seconds it took to slap the sticker on our mailbox and run back to the truck, I don't have much of a choice, do I?"

She didn't know how to respond to that.

Thanks, Susan, for pointing out that lugging around big boxes on a motorcycle, in the rain, is less than ideal. I'm glad I paid extra to get it delivered Monday and instead had to get it myself Tuesday.

I parked on the lane right in front of their doors, because that's what their trucks always do, so it seemed appropriate.

hope you think of me and it fucks you up

because fuck my feelings right?

I don’t take revenge. I simply consider them as strangers again