xthecoldfrontx.tumblr.com
instagram: thesoundofbreakingup
wig from prettyland.eu
camera bag from http://www.photoqueen.eu/
camera strap from http://www.klickklickzoom.com/
xthecoldfrontx.tumblr.com
instagram: thesoundofbreakingup
wig from prettyland.eu
camera bag from http://www.photoqueen.eu/
camera strap from http://www.klickklickzoom.com/
We’ve bought a new house. And our new next door neighbours (two delightful gentlemen) will not stop being nice.
- bought us a seagull proof refuse bag (yes, they are actual things)
- loaned us garden tools when we didn’t have any
- invited us around for Friday night drinks so we could meet the other people on the lane
- one of them brought me a bunch of sweetpea flowers that he’d picked from his garden
- and tomorrow he’s coming to cut our hedge for us with his electric hedge trimmer thing idk, and all I have to do is hold the ladder.
Basically, I am UNSETTLED and am now having to enter into an arms race of niceness and I am already so behind oh god.
Long story short - I just baked a lemon drizzle cake, and it looks great but I can’t even eat it because MR AND MR NICE MUST RECEIVE AN OFFERING.
ABSOLUTE CRISIS I GAVE THEM THE LEMON DRIZZLE AND THEN THEY INVITED ME IN TO HAVE A SLICE AND A COFFEE WITH THEM AND GAVE ME A TOUR OF THEIR HOUSE AND LET ME HOLD THEIR PUPPY. AND THEN THEY CAME AROUND TO HELP ME BAG UP THE HEDGE CLIPPINGS. THESE MEN ARE NICENESS PROS AND I CANNOT WIN.
HELP WE HAD AN HOUR LONG POWER CUT ON THE STREET AND IN THAT TIME THE OTHER MR NICE CAME AROUND WITH MATCHES AND CANDLES ‘JUST IN CASE YOU DIDN’T HAVE ANY’. IT WAS BARELY DARK.
BASTARDS - I’M GOING TO HAVE TO HOST A DINNER PARTY AREN’T I?
The Gay Agenda, everyone.
this is fucking i n c r e d i b l e
I just commented this on a post but this is so much fun I wanted to make it its on post as well.
There’s a game that my German friend taught me and she would play it all the time with her 5 sisters in their small house in Goslar, Germany. (I’m not sure if this game is from Germany but I thought I would give credit to her)
So it’s called Tea Bag and someone is the murderer. They keep a tea bag hidden on them at all times. The murder’s name is written on a piece of paper and puts it on a table.
The murderer kills people by showing them the tea bag, but the murderer can only kill someone when a player is alone in a room. Once someone is dead they are considered ghosts.
If you are in the room with a ghost, you count as being alone in a room. With this being said, you can not tell people that you are a ghost.
The only way someone can find out who a ghost is, is by looking in The Book of the Dead which is a journal in a room. The people who are killed MUST write their name in the book.
The first ghost (or a volunteer) is named the ref. They look at the piece of paper with the murderers name on it. The ref is aloud to wonder but they are the only person who announces they are dead (so people know they are the ref)
If someone knows who the murderer is they go up to the ref ALONE and states who they think the murderer is. If they are wrong, they become a ghost too.
The game is won when someone correctly guessed the murderer. Or when the murderer kills everyone.
This game can last days. It’s fun to play if you go on vacation with multiple friends/families. Some strategies include staying with a buddy ALL THE TIME even in the bathroom, if you’re a ghost make it seem like you’re still alive so people will stay in a room alone with you thinking they’re safe, if you’re the murderer hide in bathrooms or other rooms where people are typically alone (you might also want to guard The Book of the Dead)
Any questions or other strategy help, just message me!!
Update. It’s also fun to make a kid the murderer because no one really expects it.
Oh my god. This is art.
I like how its called ‘Tea bag’ and you think of hot and sweet tea and maybe book reading on a rainy afternoon in your favorite fuzzy blanked and in the end it deals with murdering your family
Not what I thought of when I saw it was called ‘Tea bag’.
We’ve bought a new house. And our new next door neighbours (two delightful gentlemen) will not stop being nice.
- bought us a seagull proof refuse bag (yes, they are actual things)
- loaned us garden tools when we didn’t have any
- invited us around for Friday night drinks so we could meet the other people on the lane
- one of them brought me a bunch of sweetpea flowers that he’d picked from his garden
- and tomorrow he’s coming to cut our hedge for us with his electric hedge trimmer thing idk, and all I have to do is hold the ladder.
Basically, I am UNSETTLED and am now having to enter into an arms race of niceness and I am already so behind oh god.
Long story short - I just baked a lemon drizzle cake, and it looks great but I can’t even eat it because MR AND MR NICE MUST RECEIVE AN OFFERING.
ABSOLUTE CRISIS I GAVE THEM THE LEMON DRIZZLE AND THEN THEY INVITED ME IN TO HAVE A SLICE AND A COFFEE WITH THEM AND GAVE ME A TOUR OF THEIR HOUSE AND LET ME HOLD THEIR PUPPY. AND THEN THEY CAME AROUND TO HELP ME BAG UP THE HEDGE CLIPPINGS. THESE MEN ARE NICENESS PROS AND I CANNOT WIN.
HELP WE HAD AN HOUR LONG POWER CUT ON THE STREET AND IN THAT TIME THE OTHER MR NICE CAME AROUND WITH MATCHES AND CANDLES ‘JUST IN CASE YOU DIDN’T HAVE ANY’. IT WAS BARELY DARK.
BASTARDS - I’M GOING TO HAVE TO HOST A DINNER PARTY AREN’T I?
The Gay Agenda, everyone.
this is fucking i n c r e d i b l e
Imagine your otps
Just so everyone knows -
Mr and Mr Nice moved out around Christmas time 2016. (Further proof that 2016 was a cursed year)
We are still in touch and have been to visit them in their new house. They moved to gain some land, they have sheep aspirations for some reason. I love them.
We have new neighbours. I am currently engaged in a slow burn of niceness, which you can bet that I am going to crank up to the max when we move down permanently in June.
I WILL BE THE NICE ONE THIS TIME. PRE-EMPTIVE STRIKE. NO MERCY.
I feel like this might be how the cycle started in the first place
If you’re a Non-Muslim and you see a Muslim praying in public, could you please not pass in front of them?
Go behind them, but not in front. 👍
Oh, signal boost! I didn’t know this.
Okay, but also: if you see a Muslim praying in public and they have something in front of them, like a purse or a bag or something like that, you can pass in front of them, but pass in front of that object.
it’s called a sutrah, and it’s meant to act as a physical barrier between the person praying and someone who might happen to pass in front.
Also, if you did this and didn’t know, please don’t beat yourself up over it. Now you know! Muslims aren’t supposed to pass in front of Muslims praying, either, because prayer is communication with God and you don’t want to break that connection.
Spread culture, respect customs, be good people. Simple as that.
Didn’t know this.
Reblogging again
THE AMOUNTS OF REBLOGS THIS HAS JUST MAKES ME SO HAPPY
S I G N A L B O O S T
