He's saying what we've all been thinking

For reference, OP's "Hear Me Out" is on the left and the commentor's is on the right

Thank you for your service 🫡🫡🫡

hey don't cry. 7,401 species of frog in the world, ok?

IMPORTANT UPDATE: 7,532 species of frog in the world, ok?!

great news! 7,556 species of frog in the world, ok?!

hey don't cry, now there are 7,576 species of frog in the world, ok?!

excellent news! 7,591 species of frog in the world, peace and love on planet earth

guess what! 7,624 species of frog on planet earth, ok?

hey don't cry, 7,645 species of frog on planet earth, ok? peace and love on planet autism

great news! 7,653 species of frog on planet earth, ok?

hey don't cry. 7,670 species of frog on planet earth, ok?

new year new frogs! 7,678 species of frog on planet earth, ok?

hey don't cry. 7,683 species of frog in the world, ok? ❤️

hey don't cry. 7,698 species of frog in the world, peace and love on planet earth

hey don’t cry. 7,701 species of frog in the world, ok?

@markscherz how many of these do we get to thank you for again?

95 at present, more on the way :)

hey don't cry. 95 species of frog discovered by tumblr's own frog scientist dr. mark scherz, ok?

Occasionally as an Australian you'll be talking to someone from overseas, and you'll discover a common phrase you took for granted is, in fact, not universally known outside of our country.

Turns out casually dropping "fuck me dead" into conversation will give unsuspecting Americans an aneurism.

The more you know.

Imagine being on a work call with an Aussie and they suddenly announce they're gonna blow a load in response to a problem.

Not Aussie but I asked an American once if she was taking the piss ( i.e. pulling my leg, joking. Perfectly cromulent and friendly english expression)

and she got really upset because she thought I was threatening to piss ON her

This is killing me

Rifling through the tags, here's some other terms which are apparently causing mass carnage whenever they escape our borders:

When you fuck up a work call so bad it gets your entire country trending on social media

I find the fact that the closest mountain point on earth to the moon, the highest mountain and the tallest mountain are 3 different mountains to be a tiny bit disturbing

Explain

The world's highest mountain is the most beloved, it is mount everest, the mountain that's farthest from sea level. If you connected the other two to everest by a slide and put a ball on everest, it will slide down to the other two (in a frictionless perfect world)

The world's tallest mountain is mauna kea, it's almost 4000 feet taller than everest if you measure from base to top, most of it is underwater though

The world's closest mountain to the stars is mount Chimborazo, it is both shorter and less high than the other two, but it is closer to the equator, so the bulge of earth makes it ever so slightly farther from the center, so it is closer to the stars

So yeah, 3 ways to measure, 3 results

Earth is weird

why does talking to a doctor always feel like ur trying to prove u have something and they're just trying to prove u wrong

i will say "hello i either have a kidney infection or the worst uti in the world" and the doctor will say "mmm probably uti" and i will say "i dont knowww im super susceptible to utis and i get them once every 1-3 months and this feels different" and they'll say "no, its probably just a uti!" then they pound on sore spot where my kindey is until im near tears and then go "hmmm i think ur wrong about having a uti, this seems like a kidney infection and this is my own idea that no one else has ever thought of"

everyone thinks this is about a male doctor but women can be bad doctors too!! remember feminism

[Image ID: Tumblr tag reading: #this sounds hyperbolic but I've been in actual abusive relationships that were easier to navigate than asking my doctor for a referral /End ID]

The spritz blessing with the Feliway is amazing.

The Assassin's Teapot

The assassin’s teapot is a cleverly designed container that can pour from different reservoirs depending on how it’s held. Steve Mould digs into the physics in this video, and he builds a transparent cutaway version of the pot to show exactly how it works.  (Video and image credit: S. Mould) Read the full article

just gotta break out my antifreeze/piss/baja blast teapot

Nowhere is it mentioned in the above video / article, but this is an ancient Chinese invention from 2,200 years ago.

It is called 转心壶 lit. Revolving Heart Vase and it was used by ancient Chinese princes and nobles to cheat during drinking games. A jug can hold two or three kinds of wine, so guests at the same banquet can take just what they need.

According to anecdotes, the Revolving Heart Vase first appeared in the Han Dynasty. After the death of the Hui Emperor of the Han Dynasty, his son Liu Gong ascended the throne. Lu Zhi, afraid that Liu Gong’s mother, the Empress Zhang, would seize power, used the only Revolving Heart Vase in the palace at that time. The pot was filled with two kinds of wine, one of which was poisonous, which the Empress drank from at the banquet.

please enjoy this "vintage movie poster" I saw in a dream which was so funny to my subconscious that I immediately woke myself up to write it down for later

Mother of pearl mounted English folding knife, circa 1830′s-1850′s

from Sofe Design Auctions

I don't really think it's fair to dismiss the idea that that guy might have been framed for killing the CEO as like an unfounded conspiracy theory when NYPD has a proven history of planting/fabricating evidence on people. in 2011 there was a massive investigation of the NYPD and hundreds of cases against people were dismissed after a former police officer testified that they literally have a name for planting evidence on people: flaking. you cannot be out here acting like considering the possibility that cops who do this shit under normal circumstances might possibly also do it when they're under intense global pressure and scrutiny is the same as republicans thinking democrats run a secret pedophile ring in the basement of a pizza restaurant

also it's kinda weird that some of you are treating the concept of presumption of innocence like a crazy leftist conspiracy instead of like. a fundamental right of the accused

even if you think him being innocent is unlikely, you should at least be able to understand why automatically treating him as if he is guilty just because the cops say so is a bad thing

"the cops can, have, and will lie to implicate someone if it makes them look good" and "don't immediately jump on the conspiracy train without critical thinking because that rabbit hole gets weird quick" and "Luigi Magione is innocent until proven guilty no matter what the police, media, and politicians say" are all very important statements that can all exist simultaneously

pretty much the only good thing about the paper of record anymore, the crossword

Climbing Lightly Through Forests, an anthology in honour of Ursula K Le Guin, came out last year, might be eligible for a Hugo and contains a poem of mine. The poem might be eligible for a Rhysling? Anyway I posted it on Twitter and Facebook a little while ago so I'm sharing it here now.

I also just found the notebook I drafted it in so, as a treat, here are the notes I took while rereading Dancing At The Edge Of The World in preparation for writing this poem

As I wrote on Twitter, I do find it interesting that when I try to find the Space Crone essay online, what I do get is various people referencing it or writing about it, and many of them read it in a very gender essentialist way - like what it's *about* is the unique experience of menopause, as opposed to the social roles assigned to women of various ages and life experiences, and the unique perspective a person develops when they embrace their changing social identity. Le Guin may not have known the phrase "biological essentialism" but she definitely expressed views against it on several occasions, so it's... jarring.

On an unrelated but very fun note, did you spot the Welsh poetry reference in the dark and stormy night essay notes? @becausegoodheroesdeservekidneys taught me a bit about Welsh poetry years ago and I've forgotten most of it, head like a sieve, etc, but I was pleased to see two interests dovetail like that.

thinking about social-hormonal symbolism again after shaving off my one month on T protostache to go hang out with my vaguely transphobic family and then sitting there with the old ladies who all have more hair on their upper lips than i just removed 🤝🤝🤝

Couldn't move past without trying to read this. (It's written in Sütterlin that was the standard taught in Germany at the beginning of 20th century)

The handwriting gave me a bit of trouble though. It says "Elfriede Heinicke zu eigen."

With that I found that it's from a collection of Ex Libris or bookplate. So it was a sign that the book it was in belonged to one Elfriede Heinicke.

When in the context of media and storage, when spelled with a C it refers to optical media. When spelled with a K it refers to magnetic media. The answer is both because both are applicable, and context sensitive.

Is that pedantry? Maybe.

But maybe I don't give a shit.

Disc is also correct for the category of round things like cymbals, frisbee, and woks. Any physically round object you handle directly is a disc.

However the digital alternative is always disk. HDD stand for hard disk drive, and SDD for soft disk drive (old terminology for removable reusable media). Floppy disks and hard disks, while actual disk shapes hold the data, are square(ish) objects and hence use the K variant.

im one of the angels assigned to guard god's throne and i keep shaving a piece of wood off one of the legs so it gets progressively thinner and weaker until one day it will snap like a matchstick and the big man will topple from his seat of power to grace the ground with his holy ass. of course he's omniscient so he already knows this and will have to banish me from heaven when it happens, but because of free will he has to give me the option to repent right until the very end. we both know i'm not going to do it but the rules that define our very being won't let us take any other course of action and besides he made me this way, so really the joke's on him no matter what.

Broke: meeting your partner on Tinder

Woke: dropping your wallet at the train station, then falling in love with the handsome coffee shop owner who mails it back to you, after corresponding for six months via increasingly lovelorn letters and photos of your respective dogs

Bespoke: petitioning the king to give you your wife's inheritance after her brother dies during a battle that's gone bonafide tits-up, to which the king replies "no, sorry, no can do, his wife has just told me that she's actually pregnant with his son, so I'm going to have to hold onto your dead brother-in-law's vast estates until his heir is born, I have no choice in the matter whatsoever, soz and all that", and then you continue to petition the king when your ex sister-in-law still hasn't given birth for well over a year, to which the king replies "uh, no, I know loads about women and stuff, because I have a wife who I pay loads of attention to, and let me tell you, this woman is definitely going to have that baby at some point, so I need to keep hold of these vast, profitable estates for a little while longer, actually, my hands are completely tied", so you keep petitioning the king for nearly 2 years for him to give you all of the castles that belong to your dead brother-in-law's estate, which is actually your wife's estate, which is therefore your estate, because patriarchy, and during this time you discover that your dead brother's widow has got remarried less than a year after your brother's death, which just ain't proper, so you find her new husband and beat the absolute shit out of him in a cathedral in front of the king, who then fines you £10,000, which you refuse to pay, not least because the king is still holding onto all of your property, and then finally the king agrees to give you your wife's inheritance, and you're so delighted that you decide to take her sister's as well, because why the fuck not, and also because your wife's sister is married to the king's current boyfriend, who you absolutely hate, and it's a good opportunity to piss off the king in retaliation for making you wait, so then the king tells you to stop squatting in his boyfriend's castle, to which you reluctantly agree, because after all you do have a lot of your own castles now, and you do technically owe the king £10,000, so you vacate the premises and everything simmers down at last, and then all of the barons who have been watching this whole pissy little rivalry between you and the king over the past few years put their heads together and say "hmm, well, we've been on the hunt for a man who can actually stand up to the king and stop him from granting too many favours to his boyfriends, and it looks like we've finally found our man," so they appoint you chamberlain of the king's household, giving you unbridled access to the king, and within like 3 months you're the king's new boyfriend, he's beyond obsessed with you, you're practically running the country, and all of the castles are yours, the end*

*until the whole 'your boyfriend's wife raises an army, deposes the king, then captures you both and has you executed for treason' thing, but don't even worry about it, man, just think of the castles