[EDITOR’S NOTE: I think there’s something really wrong with this cat’s ears. And eyes. And face. And is that a CARROT? I think we might have an imposter here.]
Confused Cats Against Feminism is a project of We Hunted the Mammoth:The New Misogyny, tracked and mocked.
Reasons why birds are great:
- They can fly
- They don’t cling to oppressive Bourgeois power structures
- Bird feet are hilarious
- Down with Capitalism
so there’s a pigeon i used to pass by in my old neighborhood all the time and he was really fat because people would just toss him food and literally he sat in the middle of the sidewalk and people would just step over him, he wouldn’t even flinch. seriously you could sit down next to him and just feed him and he would be chill.
he was there every day and all us locals would affectionately refer to him as ‘lard-ass’
*gets on tiptoes to whisper into dairy cow’s ear* why ya titty out
How short are you that you need to stand on your toes to talk to a cow?
Looks like we got ourselves a city slicker
How freaking talk are your cows? My cousins own a dairy farm and the cows are about chest height.
You sure talk a lot of shit for someone whose cousin has short cows
when you say “nonbinary identities don’t exist BECAUSE SCIENCE”
all you’re telling me is that you don’t know what science is
science is a systematic attempt to describe the world. science does not define the world
if you were to go up to a scientist and say “there are things that exist in the word that science does has not yet adequately described, or described at all”
the scientist would be like “yeah i know, that’s why i still have a job”
As a biologist, I try to tell idiots this alllll the time.
Okay, so I was playing Quizup this morning, which is a fun trivia game where you show dudes that you know more about comic books and video games than they do.
This one guy who was like level 12 and calls himself Tony Stark and man does he know all the comic book stuff, I tell you what.
Except I beat his ass cus he didn’t know Alan Moore started writing for DC with the Swamp Thing title and he panicked over the possibility (and cannon) of Superman and Lex Luthor having a DNA clone baby with two daddies.
Of course, he immediately wanted a rematch and I declined cus I won, the end.
As you can see, this made him very mad. I’ve been reading it lovingly and beaming. What a great day for misandry.
I love commercials with birds. Apparently there are better ways than this to make your eggs fluffy according to this I Can’t Believe It’s Not Butter commercial.