Earlier today I was sat in a dark room reading this thread, I looked at the picture above and it clearly had blue tones with warm dark grey. The dress was obviously blue/black.

I’m sitting outside in the light now, looking at the same picture on the same phone in the same app and now it’s white and gold/brown.

Without going on my pc and colour picking it myself I can’t tell what colour the picture really is since my eyes seem all to happy to lie to me about it.

I started using adblockers when I got tired of scraping my PC clean of malware every week, but kept YouTube whitelisted. The third time they tried to show me a 27 minute ad I gave up and blocked them too.

I’m guessing it’s supposed to be “I am, baby” (in response to ‘are you coming home’) but written in a panicked haste.

Anyone thinking she’d have the time or calm to properly spell check before sending when her kid’s in danger is delusional.

Polar bears aren’t native there, and you have no idea what the natural area is like. It’s an island built on fishing, all the towns are on the coast, where the bears would like to hunt. Polar bears don’t live there, because it’s not an environment that can sustain them, and the biggest native wild animal is the arctic fox. Rest is all farm animals with some reindeer introduced to the highlands in the 70’s for game/sport hunting.

You’re arguing from pure ignorance.

So you want a non-native animal with no suitable habitat and no food source other than humans to be given special preferential treatment over the humans that happen to live there, allowing it to roam and maul at it’s leisure while people politely try to shoo it away from the child buffet?

You have zero context and zero knowledge of the situation, the country or that environment but sit there on your high horse pretending to be morally superior to the people in actual mortal danger.

I guess you never heard of the potato famine then, which was a type of genocide visited upon the Irish by the British. Hence the 'sudden’jump from potatoes to bombing hospitals.

That’s the source of potato jokes people crack about the Irish.

One of our cats loved salady stuff, cucumbers, sweetcorn and bell peppers especially. He was never possessive over food, not even tuna, except for red bell peppers, - the only time we heard him growl at his brother was whenever we gave him a few pieces.