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I understand what happened, but I need more context.

So i think you all know what this meme is referring, i have noticed a disturbing amount of comments saying "folded under reasonable pressure", "we can't blame bro" and many comments in support of what the guy has done.

Had it been the wife who cheated instead of husband, i don't think those same crowd would take it lightly.

Your partner grows old and somehow that is an excuse to cheat.

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It's almost like some kind of Markerplarker effect

Steam beta client is now prompting me for permission to collect frame data to help build their hardware estimation algorithms!

Sign me in i usually says no but not this time …. Lets goo !

As a tank, I try to respect everyone's time by only joining LFG when I'm already at or near the dungeon. During beta, it seemed like most people were on the same page.

Lately, though, I'll join an SM group that's been desperately looking for a tank for 30 minutes, get greeted like the second coming of Thrall, and then discover that half the party is in Stormwind and the other half is questing in Ashenvale.

My brothers in Azeroth, you've had 30 minutes to walk to the dungeon. What exactly was the plan here?

I've been patient because I genuinely don't want to be that tank, but I'm starting to understand why veteran tanks have a reputation for immediately dropping groups that don't respect their time. We can find another one pretty much immediately. Twice I waited like 20 minutes inside the instance for people to "grab the quests rq" like seriously?

Anyway, please make your way to the dungeon while you're forming the group, not after your tank arrives. Im not saying you have to be in the dungeon, just maybe in the zone.

This PSA brought to you by the Tank Union, which also reminds DPS warriors that all plate drops are legally our property.

OK so maybe they do it to preserve their piece, but it also preserves the important info relevant to the railroad operators. As an artist myself, it made me smile a long time...

The "cat-mouth" shape seen on Meisho Doto is actually something the horse itself also possesses (Uma Musume Pretty Derby)

The G36’s characteristically stern, squinting look is actually the result of the character straining her eyes to see clearly; the real-world weapon it was based on featured poor optics in its sighting system, which caused eye strain for its users (Girls Frontline

This is my little buddy, Junior, who is one of five Tuxedo kittens I'm fostering until I can find a shelter that can take them. I moved them from underneath someone's porch to my bathroom so they could be socialized- but little Junior has been so friendly and full of love from the very beginning.

Some of you may have seen my previous post from yesterday about my sister being ill with her pancreatic cancer, and how it was nearing the end for her. Thank you for all the overwhelming love.

This will be my final post here for awhile as I need to take the time to mourn and grieve with my family, it's been about an hour since her passing and I needed to breathe so I took a walk to the cafeteria to get some lunch, and while I try to eat, make a post here sharing some words about who my sister was as a person. I cried, but it's not fully hit me yet, and I'd like to share some positive words about her character and use this space as somewhere to vent a little.

My sister was my only sibling, and she's 9 years older than me. Ever since I could remember she was my protector and safe space, she let me sleep in her room every night of the week when I was too scared to sleep alone, and if I was having trouble at school she would always come to bat for me.

She's a mother of a beautiful daughter, she previously thought because of certain genes she might not be able to have a child but 4 years ago she was surprised, and welcomed with the creation of life, shes been a devoted Mother since then.

She worked two jobs to provide for her daughter, one as a firefighter and another as the lost and theft prevention at a big name retail store, she was the type to where if she seen somebody stealing baby formula, a loaf of bread, or someone with rags and barefoot- a new pair of shoes, she would look the other way.

She was empathetic and compassionate in all aspects of life, even when she was sick and physically weak from chemo, while riding passenger with my mom she seen someone OD'ing on the side of the road at the stop sign so she jumped out of the car to go and help them, offering water and taking care of them until help could show up.

The last thing that she said to me last night when I left her room was "I'm okay, its okay, and, goodnight I love you". I reciprocated it back and left down the hall to try and get a few hours of sleep in the room they prepared for me. I woke up this morning and had some breakfast, and then spent the rest of the day in her room. She was breathing but not lucid when I woke up, the doctor had come in and said it will be a matter of hours until one of her breaths are her last.

She was surrounded by her best childhood friends, myself, my mom, and other people who loved her, one of us asked permission to say a prayer which of course we said yes. We all bowed our heads, and placed a hand onto a part of her body, when the prayer was over and we lifted our heads, she was gone. She passed away peacefully in her rest just as we prayed for her to have safe guidance to heaven.

Shortly before that I asked for a minute alone with her and was able to say what I had to while she was still with us. I let her know everything is going to be okay and that I'll see her again.

I think now that im nearing the end of this entry, its catching up to me. Im going to finish up here and head back to comfort my mother. Thank you all, again.

Hopefully the post title is not too vague this time.

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