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Resident fox lover and artist commissioner

I love my fish

[NyanChuu🔮🇯🇵🍭 @tanpukunokami]

While talking with Americans, I learned another mysterious phrase:

“fuck around and find out.”

At first, I thought it was some kind of research method.

Apparently, it means:

“Keep doing stupid things and reality will personally explain the consequences.”

English is educational.

[TheColeBrew @TheColeBrew]

Bethesda FINALLY

[The Spiffing Brit 🫖 @TheSpiffingBrit]

The england team discovered we could steal another priceless Cultural artifact tonight.

Thanks For the Hatsune Miku Norway

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@JGouvalis @GreymatterGray I CAME IN HERE TO MAKE THIS COMMENT! yes, the moon had fuel for your spaceship, the more you mined, the faster the ghost would get, and, the best fuel was much further down out of recall range

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@Buwad44 tjose eyes are quite the art, 10/10

[Bizmit @Bizmit1]

How the US is gonna move after this

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@Bizmit1 EXCUSE ME? i thought there was no way he,d say belgians, this is gold thank you so much for posting this

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@PlayStation you deserve whats happening to you

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@koikoisararira this is a blessed post, thank you so much for drawing something so adorable!!

[eXtas1s 🎮 Noticias & Rumores @eXtas1stv]

🔴 SOLUCIÓN AL PRECIO DE STEAM MACHINE🔥

Ante las críticas por el elevado costo de la Steam Machine, Steam ha anunciado la opción DEFINITIVA para aquellos usuarios que prefieren armar su propia PC por un precio más accesible:

A partir de SteamOS 3.8, Valve dará luz verde para que cualquiera pueda armar su propia Steam Machine usando los componentes que prefiera. Ya hay mejor compatibilidad con plataformas recientes de AMD e Intel, y confirmaron que están trabajando muy de cerca con Nvidia para traer soporte oficial en el futuro.

[NyanChuu🔮🇯🇵🍭 @tanpukunokami]

The Chicken and Waffle Emergency Meeting

I ordered chicken and waffles because the name sounded like two separate meals having an argument.

Then the plate arrived.

Fried chicken.

On a waffle.

With syrup.

I stared at it.

The chicken looked confident.

The waffle looked trapped.

The syrup looked like it had caused problems before.

I asked the waitress,

“Is this breakfast?”

She said,

“Depends how strong you are.”

This was not an answer.

This was a threat.

I looked at the plate again.

Chicken belongs with lunch.

Waffles belong with morning.

Syrup belongs with pancakes.

America put all three together and expected me to act like the table was not legally confused.

I picked up the syrup.

My hand stopped.

Pouring syrup on waffle:
Normal.
Pouring syrup on chicken:
A crime in several emotional jurisdictions.

The man at the next table saw me freeze.
He said,

“Bro, drown it.”

Drown it.

America does not season food.

America declares floods.

So I poured.

The syrup landed on the waffle.

Safe.

Then it crossed into chicken territory.

No one screamed.

No police came.

The chicken simply sat there, accepting the syrup like it had been waiting for corruption.

I cut one bite.

Chicken.

Waffle.

Syrup.

My brain immediately called an emergency meeting.

Sweet was yelling.

Salt was confused.

Crunch demanded legal counsel.

Breakfast refused to sit next to Dinner.

Lunch said, “Why am I even here?”

Then my mouth raised its hand and said,

“Shut up. This works.”

That was the worst part.

It worked.

The waffle was soft.

The chicken was crispy.

The syrup was lying to both of them, but in a helpful way.

By the third bite, I was no longer eating.

I was watching enemies become roommates.

By the fifth bite, I understood the American system.

Do not solve conflict.

Put it on a plate.

Add syrup.

Charge $14.99.

The waitress came back.

“How is it?”

I wanted to say, “My government has collapsed.”

Instead, I said,

“It is peaceful now.”

She nodded like this happens often.

Chicken and waffles is not a meal.

It is breakfast and violence sharing custody of syrup.

I finished the plate with shame, respect, and minor maple damage.

NyanChuu will no longer fear impossible alliances.

If America puts ribs on pancakes and calls it a morning special, I will not ask questions.

I will simply request extra napkins and prepare for diplomacy.

[Anime Updates @animeupdates]

'Dr. STONE' artist Boichi:

"Pirated manga readers are not our opponents. They are our future audience. They are proof that demand already exists."

Boichi says many manga fans around the world still lack access to legal manga because some countries have no publishing infrastructure, translation systems, or distribution networks

"Telling manga fans in those countries, 'You should buy manga,' is meaningless if there is no actual way for them to buy it."

He argues that affordable digital manga services are key to expanding the industry globally and creating opportunities for future creators

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very adorable race outfit, 10/10

[✦˚₊‧⁺˖꧁𝒜𝒟ℳ/क೬ﾞਮ꧂˖⁺‧₊˚✦ @ADM_VRC]

おはよう💠

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@masakazuishi @CzShO65M1PLDv5U you got him so bad lol

[NOBUNAGA🇯🇵🏯_夏樹蒼依 @japan_nobunaga]

USA. A Mexican restaurant. We had not yet ordered anything, and the food was already arriving.

Chips. Salsa. Unrequested. Free.

I stopped the waiter. "We have not earned these."

"They just come with the table, man."

They come with the TABLE. In my land, hospitality is a debt. Every gift creates an obligation, weighed carefully, returned in the proper season with interest of feeling. Here, the gift arrives before you have even proven you can pay for dinner.

This is not an appetizer. This is a declaration: we trust you. Eat.

I ate with the gravity the moment deserved. And then — I must report this calmly — the basket emptied, and a new one appeared.

"Did we…?"

"Refill," the waiter said. "It's bottomless."

Bottomless. They have wells of salsa. The supply lines of this nation are beyond anything my ancestors imagined.

My friend warned me. "Don't fill up on chips, dude."

Too late. I had accepted three baskets. Honor demanded each one be finished — an unfinished gift is an insult. By the time my actual food arrived, I was a ruined man.

I was not hungry. I was not comfortable. I had been defeated by a courtesy.

Generosity that arrives before the request cannot be repaid. It can only be survived.

I know the rule now. I have made my peace with the basket. One basket. Two at the most.

Who am I deceiving. There is no number of baskets I would refuse. The trust of a nation is in that salsa, and I intend to honor all of it.

[マサキタケオ @takeo1945]

コスプレしてるとインターネットのミーム画像も自分で再現できるらしい

[nth @nxthr1]

wanted to do a florida version of burnice dancing meme

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@himotsukitsune deffinitly love this clothing, so nice!