I just got back from a walk in the cemetery
and while i was there i found a partially excavated human pelvis.
i left it where it was, of course… but what do you even do when that happens, dang.
my little pony has helped me remember all the ways a horse can kill you.
I bet a flying horse or one with a gouging implement growing out of it’s skull could do even worse damage.
“I don’t mean that the people who latched on to this particular meme are bad people (though I would say they’re a bit thoughtless), or that it’s never appropriate to respond to unthinkable tragedy with macabre humor. But I’m not feeling particularly charitable toward wacky zombie jokes today. There’s no such thing as undead people, only dead people. And sad people. No one deserves to be publicly ridiculed for their identity — gay people, fat people, black people, poor people — but when we ridicule and marginalize mentally ill people, actual innocent people get killed.”
Anonymous
