dunkstein:

dunkstein:

The way anime girls act about each other’s boobs but it’s guys and their huge fat knuts

Bro your balls are so big… I’m so jealous *gets behind and starts fondling them*

Kyaaa! Those are sensitive! Bro! *they flop all over the place*

Dude in the corner with tiny nuts: *looks down in shame*

pirategf:

pirategf:

i literally never force myself to do anything thats probably my biggest problem abjzsdgdhdj

me: ugh i dont want to do that

brain: dont do it then

me: can’t argue with that

fandomsandfeminism:

thehumon:

A lot of guys think “toxic masculinity” is a demonisation of all things masculine, but there’s a reason why it’s called “toxic masculinity” and not just “masculinity”. In Denmark we have two shows that illustrate the difference clearly.

The first pictures are from a show called “Real Men”. It’s basically about men who are so controlled by toxic masculinity it’s killing them. They refuse to eat greens because ew, real men only eat meat. They drink too much alcohol and drive everywhere because god forbid they do any kind of exercise because that’s gay/womanly. They’re so afraid of looking feminine it’s slowly destroying their lives. The show then tries to teach them a healthier way of life so they can be there for their families, especially their children.

The second set of pictures are from a show called “Shoot and Eat”. It’s a hunting and cooking show in one. The older hunter has to shoot an animal with the help of the younger cook who will then prepare the animal with the help of the hunter. In between they do things like build stuff, try new types of beer, have fun with gadgets, goof around and chill in nature. It’s a celebration of the masculine without the toxic part. They don’t ridicule women and the feminine while they have fun with their man stuff. It’s one of the longest running programs here because it’s popular with women too. You see, women don’t mind men being masculine, they just don’t like toxic macho boys who constantly put women down to feel more important.

Occasionally the young cook will worry a bit about looking feminine but the hunter is having non of that. At one point they had to braid rope to build a bigger thing and the cook asked “Isn’t this a bit girly?” and the hunter just responded “I love braiding. It’s so relaxing” There, drink your beer and shut up, boy.

So masculinity? Yeeeeeessssssss.
Toxic masculinity? It’s literally ruining lives.

What I appreciate about this specifically is that it demonstrates that the BEST people to help dismantle toxic masculinity is other men.

Men being supportive of each other, bonding with and teaching teach other, men having male friends - these things are healthy and good.

ladyghirahim:

cheshireinthemiddle:

bprinny:

cheshireinthemiddle:

twofacetoo:

cheshireinthemiddle:

dyffrosfeatherchord:

cheshireinthemiddle:

I just had a 20 minute conversation explaining to a customer what chicken wings were.

Did you say that they were wings from a chicken? @cheshireinthemiddle

Didnt work

I can imagine the phrase ‘BUT THEY DON’T FLY, HOW CAN THEY HAVE WINGS?!’ being used at least twice

It was worse

Can you please explain in detail how it was worse

Customer: what kind of chicken do you use for your fried chicken wings?


Me: im unsure of the brand, but i can check


Customer: no, what part of the chicken is it?


Me: im sorry?


Customer: like what is it made out of?


Me: they are chicken wings.


Customer: i dont think you understand my question. Is it chicken thigh, or chicken breast?


Me: it is made with chicken wings.


Customer: okay, you arent hearing me. Chicken is sold in different parts. What oart are you selling?


Me: chicken wings. The dish is fried chicken wings. Are you perhaps asking if they are boneless? They arent. They are actual bone in wings.


Customer: Im asking what *type* of chicken it is. You are making this way more difficult than it has to be.


Me: here, our menu has a picture of the dish. These are the chicken wings available today.



Customer: how can i tell what kind of chicken it is if it is covered in brown crunchies?


Me: brown…crunchies? These are certainly chicken wings. You can see the bone here.


Customer: can i speak to the manager? You dont know what youre talking about.


Me: actually i am acting manager until we get a new hire.


Customer: all i want to know is what kind of chicken you are serving.


Me: fried chicken wings.



This went on for 20 whole minutes. She didnt even order the meal.

This is the most frustrating thing I’ve ever read

wonderfulworldofmichaelford:

kimoramay:

I was told recently about a school that was shamed into changing its school motto. The motto was “I hear, I see, I learn.” Nothing wrong with that per se. Unfortunately the motto was in Latin, and the Latin for “I hear, I see, I learn” is “audio, video, disco”.

What the fuck that’s the best school motto ever change it back

yg-ou:

yg-ou:

from this thread, the majority of the threaded comments were dumb sex jokes in response to op’s answers but i felt this was worth preserving

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squided:

I sent this into a group chat once and a guy flipped out at how my sense of humor is horrible and kicked me out of the chat

flowerpatchkids:

the saddes story in five words

biggest-gaudiest-patronuses:

robotmango:

getting food poisoning is a sick irony. sandwich, you were supposed to nourish my fragile meat body, not conspire with one section of it to kill the rest. you edible brutus, you fredo, you fucking intestinal quisling

this post shows true literary prowess but i wish i hadn’t read it while finishing my sandwich 

sapphorb:

i read the sentence “abusers groom their character witnesses as carefully as they groom their victims” (in a comment thread in response to a “but i know [the accused] and hes such a nice man!!”) and it’s blowing my mind a weird amount even though i guess i already knew that