Master just had a little catnip himself and had a case of the munchies
Cripple. History Major. Vaguely Left-Wing.
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Cake day: July 21st, 2023
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Cats on fall themed plates was why I thought it belonged here. “Are you ready for the fall of the patriarchy?” is a recurring Autumn meme consisting of wordplay on the word ‘fall’ as both a season and an action. “Are you ready for the fall - of the patriarchy?” It usually accompanies Halloween, black cats, or other witchy concepts as part of a general theme of witches as an anti-patriarchal symbol, a la the old Reddit sub WitchesVsPatriarchy.
If it’s not relevant enough and you need to remove it, it’s cool, I understand, I’ll narrow my posting of non-real cats with memes in the future.
Yeah, I could never do it, but mad respect to those who do.
“I am the alpha now”
9·29 days agoIf it’s any consolation, the place where I got the image details didn’t notice the second, and just listed ‘cat’ singular.
They run a fantastic Romaboo page. Apparently they also do local events, getting in full legionary gear and teaching the children how to form a good shield wall. Livin’ the dream
Think you’re in the wrong community.
9·1 month agoThe animated movie, yes; the original poem, not so much.
Gun Dad
Me when the first session setting up the campaign is about performing a ritual to keep an ancient black dragon demigod asleep and a level 1 player tries to stab it in the eye with a dagger instead.
God, that explains so much about my encounters with government.
Me and him got along great. He always wanted to hang when I came over, and I was happy to let him.
I’d wake up, groggy, on the floor, and I’d look up and see my friend’s cat standing there next to me at the crack of dawn. I’d say “Hey, Bernie. What’re you doin’ in here?” and he’d drop a mouse in front of my fucking face and then look at me like I was a moron for not immediately waking up and chasing after it.
I love your cat’s name
He was appalled by my decision to punt the cat, and the 17 I rolled before he could object, but in my defense, I was playing a ratman.
“Is it okay if I have an anger problem?”
“I shout at the door.”
“I lift the spyglass so my rat can see.”
“Does the rat look through the spyglass?”
“It’s hard to tell.”
“I aim the paper airplane at the crowd.”
"IS CHILD ABUSE WRONG? LIKE ME CHECK MY CHAIM.
…
NO."
“Is there a cat nearby?”
“Like, a normal cat?”
“Yeah.”
“It’s a mansion, I don’t see why not. Yeah, let’s say there’s a cat.”
“Is anyone looking?”
[DM, suddenly filled with concern] “… no…?”
“I will teach these halfling savages the meaning of private property!”
A vendetta!
DAMN THE TORPEDOES, FULL SPEED AHEAD
Based