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I just watched this 6 times in a row. A masterpiece
(via sunn-wukongg)
successfully profiled and found a lost cat thanks to a criminal minds binge someone tell the FBI to hire me
My roommate came to get me because the cat was missing. I paused the show and went outside and I was all walking around the crime scene like okay the kitchen window is open and there is no screen so he must have jumped out here and ran off and they were like “so he’s gone???”
And I was like “we’ll pretend I’m a cat. There are two ways to go, towards the street and the lights or into the dark. A cat would choose the quieter dark spot” so I went into the dark and there like ur never gonna find him but I said LISTEN Spike was an outside cat before we moved and he’s been trapped inside so I bet he ran to the most bushy and grassy area. They said I was full of shit but u know what I found in the bushes? The fucking cat bitch I’m FBI material.
(via sunn-wukongg)
Take care of yourself. And don’t trust strangers easily— it might be lethal! Being a girl is scary in so many ways. Yeah it can happen to men, but cmon they see females as an easier target.
I agree on this corrective asswhoopin
If you see this, don’t just sneakily tell the woman or the bartender. Shout for everyone to hear “Hey, you just put something in that drink!” While pointing at the person.
If a predator misses target number one they’ll just go for target 2. If you shame them out of the bar they’ll never come back.
And there is a solid chance of a collective asswhoopin, or an actual arrest for attempted rape.
When in doubt, make the biggest scene you can.
(via pixelbitch)
