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When Canada was chosen to host the 2010 Olympics people had questions. Believe it or not these questions about Canada were posted on an International Tourism Website. Obviously the answers are a joke; but the questions were really asked!
Q:
I have never seen it warm on Canadian TV, so how do the plants grow? ( England )
A. We import all plants fully grown and then just sit around and watch them die.
Q:
Will I be able to see Polar Bears in the street? ( USA )
A:
Depends on how much you've been drinking.
Q:
I want to walk from Vancouver to Toronto , can I follow the Railroad tracks? ( Sweden )
A:
Sure, it's only Four thousand miles, take lots of water.
Q:
Is it safe to run around in the bushes in Canada ? ( Sweden )
A:
So it's true what they say about Swedes.
Q:
Are there any ATM's (cash machines) in Canada ? Can you send me a list of them in Toronto ,Vancouver , Edmonton and Halifax ? ( England )
A:
What did your last slave die from ?
Q:
Can you give me some information about hippo racing in Canada ? ( USA )
A:
Africa is the big triangle shaped continent south of Europe . Canada is that big country to your North...oh forget it. Sure, the hippo racing is every Tuesday night in Calgary Come naked.
Q:
Which direction is North in Canada ? ( USA )
A:
Face south and then turn 180 degrees Contact us when you get here and we'll send the rest of the directions.
Q:
Can I bring cutlery into Canada ? ( England )
A:
Why? Just use your fingers like we do.
Q:
Can you send me the Vienna Boys' Choir schedule? ( USA )
A:
Austria is that quaint little country bordering Germany, which is...oh forget it. Sure, the Vienna Boys Choir plays every Tuesday night in Vancouver and in Calgary, straight after the hippo races. Come naked.
Q:
Do you have perfume in Canada ? ( Germany )
A:
No, we don't stink.
Q:
I have developed a new product that is the fountain of youth. Where can I sell it in Canada ? ( USA )
A:
Anywhere significant numbers of Americans gather.
Q:
Can you tell me the regions in British Columbia where the female population is smaller than the male population? ( Italy )
A:
Yes, gay nightclubs.
Q:
Do you celebrate Thanksgiving in Canada ? ( USA )
A:
Only at Thanksgiving.
Q:
Are there supermarkets in Toronto and is milk available all year round? ( Germany )
A:
No, we are a peaceful civilization of Vegan hunter/gathers. Milk is illegal.
Q:
I have a question about a famous animal in Canada , but I forget its name. It's a kind of big horse with horns. ( USA )
A:
It's called a Moose. They are tall and very violent, eating the brains of anyone walking close to them. You can scare them off by spraying yourself with human urine before you go out walking.
Q:
Will I be able to speak English most places I go? ( USA )
A:
Yes, but you will have to learn it first.

LEARN THESE:

dmcxwtf:

carmelinnnne:

Airbending Scroll

Waterbending Scroll

Firebending Scroll

Earthbending Scroll

AND THEN ATTEMPT THEM.

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queernonymoose:

nom-chompsky:

my little brother never took D.A.R.E.


feel like something is missing in his life

Fun story.

5th grade, I wore bandanas.

The D.A.R.E officer showed up.

And was staring me down.

And like made this big show of me, and the bandana, and made me take it off and said I was showing “Gang culture”

fyi my bandana’s color was turquoise blue with purple tie dye.

And he asked what gang I was in.

And I was like..uh none.

And he actually proceeded to take my bandana and name down. And then proceeded to do D.A.R.E.

And everyone kind of looked horrified, and I was horrified.

And my mother flipped the fuck out when she heard.

I just wanted to be like LL Cool Jay.

Hahahahaha

emphasis mine

(via moniquill)

Let’s just get one thing straight.

littleojibwe:

This is traditional native clothing:

Eastern Shoshone (Wyoming), Girl’s Dress, beads/leather, c. 1900.

Not this:

Or even this:

Wanna know why that second one still doesn’t count? 
Because ladies and gents that is Iron Eyes Cody. He was a famous actor who did western movies. He was an Italian that liked to play Native American, not just in his movies, but in real life.

This is what we dance in:

Not this:

This is the proper way to wear a warbonnet:

This is Phil Fontaine. He is the former National Chief. He can wear a war bonnet.

Improper way to wear a war bonnet:
 

These are “Indian” Blankets:
 

These are not:

This is what native art looks like:

Not this:

This belongs under #indian hat:

This does not:

This is native jewellery:

My friend’s bead work.

This is not:



GOT IT?!

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The worst fandom.

riningear:

Ok, guys. I’m sorry, but I really have to get this off my chest. 

I think I’ve realized what the worst fandom is. 

These people in my class every morning, complaining about what happened last night in this and that. 

Grown men get into fights about it, and children/teens hate each other because of it. They all turn completely elitist about their respective opinions. 

It’s all over TV, bumper stickers, restaurants, shirts, books, trading cards… 

And wanna talk about female oppression or sexism in general? You’ve got it, right here. 

Hell, they spend entire weekends getting drunk over it. 

The fans spend thousands of dollars each year on events, memorabilia, betting, and stupid crap like bobbleheads. 

It’s plastered with shameless advertising. 

And in some countries, there are gangs around this. 

The stupidest part is that most of them don’t even get involved in it. They don’t have a huge creative base with shitloads of artists and fanfic writers like some other fandoms have. They just sit there and say “we” as if they’re part of the action. 

The worst fandom? 

Sports

fight me

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boxlunches:

… *Quietly writes Anne Hathaway into my list of personal heroes*

(via theboywhostiredofwaiting)

Men who want to flirt with women have to realize: Women live in a state of continual vigilance about sexual safety. It’s like having a mild case of hay fever that never goes away. It’s not debilitating. You’re not weak. You’re not afraid. You just suck it up and get on with your life. It’s nothing that’s going to stop you from making discoveries, or climbing mountains, or falling in love. Sometimes you can almost forget about it. It doesn’t mean it’s not there, subtly sucking your energy. You learn to avoid situations that make it worse and seek out conditions that make it better.

If a female stranger is wary around you, it is not because she suspects you are a rapist, or that all men are rapists. It’s because a general level of circumspection is what vigilance requires. Don’t take it personally.

If this frustrates you, try to remember that women are blamed for lapsed vigilance. If a woman does get raped, everyone rushes to see where she let her guard down. Was she drinking? Was she alone? Was she wearing a short skirt? Did she go to a strange man’s room for coffee at 4am?

A woman must be seen to be vigilant as well as be vigilant. If she is deemed insufficiently vigilant, she will be at least partly blamed for any sexual violence that befalls her. If she’s regarded as downright reckless, that “evidence” can be used to completely exonerate her rapist. If it comes down to a he said/she said dispute over whether sex was consensual, as so many rape cases do, the dispute becomes a referendum on whether the woman seems like the sort of reckless person who would have sex with a stranger.

If a woman does go back to a strange man’s hotel room at 4am, even if she only wants a coffee and conversation, she’s more or less given him the power to rape her. No jury is going to believe she went up there for anything but sex. So, don’t be surprised if a stranger reacts badly to that suggestion.

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Attention, Space Cadets: Do Not Proposition Women in the Elevator

I wish I didn’t need to reblog stuff like this. I wish people *got it*. But judging from the ridiculous response to these posts, stuff like this clearly still needs to be repeated. 

(via lavender-labia)

This actually made me cry. Ugh. 

(via m0nikered)

Reblogged for truths.

(via sex-edumacation)

(via agirlinastory)

)

Men who want to flirt with women have to realize: Women live in a state of continual vigilance about sexual safety. It’s like having a mild case of hay fever that never goes away. It’s not debilitating. You’re not weak. You’re not afraid. You just suck it up and get on with your life. It’s nothing that’s going to stop you from making discoveries, or climbing mountains, or falling in love. Sometimes you can almost forget about it. It doesn’t mean it’s not there, subtly sucking your energy. You learn to avoid situations that make it worse and seek out conditions that make it better.

If a female stranger is wary around you, it is not because she suspects you are a rapist, or that all men are rapists. It’s because a general level of circumspection is what vigilance requires. Don’t take it personally.

If this frustrates you, try to remember that women are blamed for lapsed vigilance. If a woman does get raped, everyone rushes to see where she let her guard down. Was she drinking? Was she alone? Was she wearing a short skirt? Did she go to a strange man’s room for coffee at 4am?

A woman must be seen to be vigilant as well as be vigilant. If she is deemed insufficiently vigilant, she will be at least partly blamed for any sexual violence that befalls her. If she’s regarded as downright reckless, that “evidence” can be used to completely exonerate her rapist. If it comes down to a he said/she said dispute over whether sex was consensual, as so many rape cases do, the dispute becomes a referendum on whether the woman seems like the sort of reckless person who would have sex with a stranger.

If a woman does go back to a strange man’s hotel room at 4am, even if she only wants a coffee and conversation, she’s more or less given him the power to rape her. No jury is going to believe she went up there for anything but sex. So, don’t be surprised if a stranger reacts badly to that suggestion.

(

Attention, Space Cadets: Do Not Proposition Women in the Elevator

I wish I didn’t need to reblog stuff like this. I wish people *got it*. But judging from the ridiculous response to these posts, stuff like this clearly still needs to be repeated. 

(via lavender-labia)

This actually made me cry. Ugh. 

(via m0nikered)

Reblogged for truths.

(via sex-edumacation)

(via agirlinastory)

)