Another point against SpongeBob's statue, it got me in trouble in elementary school.
Our class did some lesson on the cis-teen chapel. And I thought, "oh, Michaelangelo! Like that statue in SpongeBob." So I drew that statue with the clam shell and all. And then I had to meet with child and family services and convince them my dad wasn't diddling me. Well jokes on them, he was and they didn't even figure that out!
Hold up. They often use the number of someone they want harassed
They usually use the information of other people they want to harass. The last time I saw one of those flyers, the number was to an elderly black woman.
Real wizards know the rag goes on the outside of the capped bottle so you don't light yourself and party on fi... maybe wizards don't know that
I'm not sure what "youth led groups" they are referring to because damn near every one I've seen says genocide is a dealbreaker.
Im just glad they acknowledged us. Like, even the degrading alleyway wheelchair ramps are better than a staircase with no handrail, but at least they put in the literal minimum effort. Same goes with cloth masks.
Which especially sucks as 250 for anyone over 6' is barely above average. At my peak, I was 320
Self hate rule
Image description: gray sky over ruins of a stone auditorium. Several white humans woth shaved heads wearing gray cloaks of various hues. The closest human is making an overemphasized shrug with a smirk on their face in a way that seems out of place with the somber setting. Text bubble above the closest human: Hating members of your own race is a more common way of life.
We die.
When I was in engineering school, I was lucky enough to have a based professor. He would start lessons by describing a tragedy. A paraplegic burns to death in a stairwell, another cracks their skull after being pushed down the stairs. He would then show us solutions to these issues from long before the tragedy. Slides to carry you down, bags you sit in and use the rails as a slide. Fire safe rooms that you could shelter in and can be accessed from the outside.
This also does not simply affect us disabled fucks. Say there is an earthquake, and you shatter a leg, or worse, your hip. You are now in the same stairwell as the rest of us.
Also, god help you if you're overweight. When my legs stopped working, I gained 200lbs. I knew then and know now that if I am in a burning building, I will be the last one out, if I get out.