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Daniellasliv -blev der nogensinde fundet en vinder? Lidt svært at tjekke når opslaget er slettet🙃

2022.01.19 17:36 Low_Leader3025 Daniellasliv -blev der nogensinde fundet en vinder? Lidt svært at tjekke når opslaget er slettet🙃

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2022.01.19 17:36 iliketosnooparound Dog leg feathering looks old and poofy

Hello everyone! I am not a pro and I am looking for advice.
My dog has this feathering on her leg. It looks kinda bad and old. What Amazon links do you reccomend I can use on her. This is my first time adopting a long hair dog (actually someone dumped her on a high way and my brother almost ran her over, he gave her to us). I attached the links.
I use these brushes
She is a Russian toy terrier and online says she is a long coat. We got her when she was about 5 months so the feathering started to happen recently (2.5 yrs old now).
Disclaimer: We checked for microchip (none) and we searched for an owner on fb for a month. We believe she was thrown out because she is a huge barker.
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2022.01.19 17:36 snakesntings Those in cold weather climate, check your catch cans!

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2022.01.19 17:36 Matt-Roxx Can we be honest? Big John and Little John did NOT need to be in the movie.

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2022.01.19 17:36 CompetitionSilly7920 This project will pump so hard this days | Launch in only 2 days | Dont miss this gem | Liquidity will be locked | 10 BNB in liquidity

Polar Information
Here’s some information about the $POLAR Token.
Sale is on 3 days, 2022 23:00 UTC
We are hosting our Fairlaunch on PancakeSwap V2 (PUBLIC SALE)
Max Buy is 0.5 BNB at start.
Min Buy is 0.1 BNB at start.
Liquidity locked.
Sale Rate 1 BNB = 620.000.000.000
The official Pancakeswap launch time will be decided in a few days, we are working on growt our community.
The Tokenomics are:
50% Public Fairlaunch (Hosted on PANCAKESWAP)
2.5% NFT Creation (Details in our website)
40% Burn (To pump the Marketcap)
2.5% Team wallet (Locked & Vesting period untill 27th Dec)
5% Airdrop (To increase holders amount and awareness in social media)
📄 Here’s our Contract address : Find on tg
Yes, dev is planning to reveal his identity and complete KYC.
Dev is from Europe and will be with you on voice chats everyday before the sale to answer all of your questions. Also, we will be having a strong moderation team, that will take care of the community by monitoring chat, hosting VCs etc.
What's the plan after launching?
Its all about MARKETING and getting Listed on CMC & CG and the DEXTOOLS trending. We got that sorted, expecting to get listed on the same day on CG & CMC or not more than 48 hours alongside with DEXTOOL trending.
What's after getting listed on CMC & CG?
After listing on CMC & CG, we will start developing NFT Collection, where holders will be able to participate as whitelisted contributers.
Speaking of marketing, we will still be getting awareness all across crypto space in social media by implementing influencers promotion, YouTube videos, Banner ads etc.
We are happy to announce that our smart contract will be created with the Pinksale Token aggregator 🌸 It means, that the contract is SAFU, Rug-proof and is safe to use and maintain.
For more information Tg:
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2022.01.19 17:36 Masterbasic Anyone know where to read this manhua? Title : TANG YIN ZAI YI JIE

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2022.01.19 17:36 RichardSaxon When the siren in our town sounds, no one is allowed to sleep. (Part 2)

Light gave way to the dark, and the cover of night fell upon us. With most of the population either dead or hiding away at the emergency point, there was nothing to penetrate the incessant call of the siren. In addition the power grid had fallen with no one left to maintain it, forcing us to walk in the darkness with little more than weak flashlights to keep us company.
“I’m tired,” Levi cried as I carried him on my back. He was an exceptionally strong-willed kid, but even he couldn’t keep fighting for much longer. It had been just over three days without sleep, more than any kid or adult could suffer through without total collapse.
“We’re almost there, Levi. We just gotta pick up Thomas on the way.”
Years ago, Thomas Regret had been a big part of our lives, practically family. Back then he had kids of his own and a loving wife. But ever since the siren interrupted our peaceful town, they had perished, one by one. With his own flesh and blood taken by the nightmares, he was left a hollow shell of his former self.
As we approached the silhouette of Thomas’ house, I could tell something was off. In the midst of the siren, there was eerie silence surrounding the place. Only days past the place had been occupied by hundreds of pigeons he had somehow lured to his home, but since then they had all vanished.
“Maybe he already left?” Victor suggested.
It wasn’t a stupid suggestion, but my gut told me otherwise. If something had happened to Thomas, be it exhaustion or something else, it was a sight my boys didn’t need to witness.
“You better wait here. I’m gonna have a look around,” I said as I handed him Levi.
I braced myself for the worst as I headed into his backyard. I was then met by the sound of rattling birdcages coming from around the corner.
“Thomas?” I asked loudly.
No response.
“Go on, get out of here!” I heard Thomas yell.
There I found him fumbling around with a pigeon filled cage. Three of the poor creatures flapped their wings as they flew around in short circles, quickly crashing onto the ground as the cage opened.
“Fly!” he yelled.
But they just flopped around on the ground for a bit before falling unconscious. Once they entered the sleeping world, their bodies immediately started to tear themselves apart, allowing their guts to spill out on the moist grass. All they could do was to let out tiny squeaks as their hearts turned to mush.
“Son of a bitch,” Thomas let out.
Only one cage remained, containing a single pigeon that had also fallen unconscious. I braced myself for another grotesque death, expecting its little body to split open at any moment. But nothing happened… It just lay there, breathing quietly within its cage.
“How is it still…”
“Alive?” Thomas finished the sentence for me.
“A little experiment with various rates of success,” he said. “Let’s get out of here. Where’s the family?”
“The kids are out front,” I began.
“And Joanna?”
I hadn’t expected much from him, no sympathy nor words of comfort. But he didn’t even seem to register that she had died. He just stared at me for a few moments, before picking up his last birdcage.
“We better get going to the emergency point. We don’t have much time left.”
Without speaking a further word about Joanna's death, we started walking. I carried Levi as he drifted between sleep and consciousness, making sure to pinch him awake each time. I was staying strong for the kids, but even with all my will power, we desperately needed the injections to stay alive.
“What are you gonna do with that pigeon anyway?” I asked, trying to keep my mind engaged.
“The birds got in. I figure they can fly their way back out. If this one survives, which is a big fucking ‘if,’ I’m gonna follow it out of town.”
We reached the emergency point just before the break of dawn. It was a depressing sight, resembling a half-arsed military camp surrounded by a partially built wall. But what truly broke my heart wasn’t the poor state of things, but the amount of people that had actually made it, or lack thereof. Based on a very quick estimation, only a couple of dozen survivors had made it through the past three days.
At the camp’s center sat a single doctor and nurse, both administering injections to the few survivors. What exactly kind of drug it was, no one really knew. It had been created by a local chemist using age-old equipment and substances of questionable quality. Each batch only lasted so long, the formula was constantly changing; it meant that the risks associated with it never vanished. Still it remained as our only hope.
“Next,” Doctor Robinson said with a hoarse voice. He was a man of advancing years, clearly worn down by stress.
“I’ll take it first,” I said.
He knew my family well, and had treated many of our ailments throughout the years.
“Ah, Steven, you made it,” he said with the faintest hint of relief in his voice. “Joanna?”
“She didn’t make it,” I answered.
“I’m sorry, Steven. It weighs the heart to lose someone so loved.”
I had to look away to keep my facade going. But he could see my eyes glistening with tears and quickly changed the subject. “So, the injection. I don’t need to tell you the risks…” he said.
“It might blow up my heart… I know.”
“Close enough, sit down.”
Without further ado, I presented my arm for the needle. With little hesitation he jammed it deep into my muscle and pressed. The viscous liquid burned beneath my skin as it spread throughout my body, and only moments later I could feel the energy build up in my body. The brain fog lifted, and though my mind felt exhausted beyond belief, I knew I could keep going for another couple of days.
Thomas followed suit, getting the jab himself. Then the kids got ready. The Doctor prepared another injection, but just as he went about to disinfect Victor’s arm, the siren started fading into the background. Within only a few seconds, the song of the siren had left us behind, plummeting the world into deafening silence.
“You’ve got to be shitting me,” Robinson said.
A handful of the survivors just laid themselves down on the ground and instantly fell asleep, making sure not to miss a single second of rest before the siren started up again. Levi had just about reached his limit, falling asleep in his brother’s arms. Had he given up just a moment earlier, he would have passed from this world. Regardless, those of us already injected would not face sleep for another day.
“I’m sorry, Steven,” Robinson said.
But it wasn’t his fault. He had aimed to help the dying population, his timing had just been off.
“At least now we can work in prace,” Thomas said.
“Excuse me?”
“We still need to release this bird. And I’ll be damned if I waste another minute in this god-forsaken town,” he explained as he shook the birdcage. The pigeon within still rested peacefully, untouched by the nightmares beyond. “You coming with me?”
I looked to my sleeping children, then to Doctor Robinson.
“Go, I’m not going to be sleeping anytime soon. I’ll watch over them until you return,” he said.
With silence looming over us for the first time in three days, Thomas and I headed away from camp towards the edge of town. The trek would take half a day, and would bring us most of the way up one of the smaller mountains.
As we waked, the bird was finally starting to regain consciousness, seemingly unscathed from its untimely nap.
“How did you do it?” I asked.
“Do what?”
“Keep the bird safe while it slept. How did you figure it out?” I went on.
He mulled it over for a second, taking time to choose his next words.
“I wasn’t the one to figure it out. I just followed your father’s instructions.”
I froze in my steps for a moment, not sure if I had heard that last part correctly.
“My Dad?” I asked to clarify.
Thomas stopped to catch his breath before explaining, letting the suspense build.
“The journal you gave me. I read it, tried to understand it. Most of it was before the siren got real bad, family stuff I’m not gonna go into right now. But towards the end it started to get… Well, erratic.”
He paused to let my mind catch up.
“He started experimenting with various drugs. Mostly antipsychotics and anesthetics, whatever he could get his hands on. He was trying to find a way to keep people safe as they slept. Apparently the man wasn’t willing to risk any lives, so he used himself as the sole test subject.”
“He took the drugs?”
“And it worked. The drugs might have messed with his head a bit, but that ain’t the sad part. What really drove his mind to the brink of insanity wasn’t the medication, but what he saw when he could finally sleep. Ironically the thing he so desperately sought out proved to be worse than death itself. Whatever exists on the other side of this world, that’s what made your father kill himself.”
I thought back to the scribbles on the walls. “I’ve seen what lies beyond. I know what kills them,” repeated over and over again. The fact that he had survived sleeping through an event, just to end his own life because of the mere knowledge of what lay beyond, terrified me.
“He tried to save us,” Thomas said. “But he decided living with the knowledge wasn’t worth it.”
After explaining, he left me to deal with the information in silence. I tried to organize my thoughts as we walked, but even with the injection my mind was only partially cooperating. Something about the sudden silence bothered me, but it wasn’t just the absence of the siren, it was the lack of animals and plantlife. Since our town got cut off from the rest of the world, it had been slowly dying. Even if we managed to stay awake, our inevitable destination would be death itself.
“This is it,” Thomas said, halting in his tracks.
Knowing where the border began was an easy enough task. The entire atmosphere had changed. The air had gotten heavier, our vision got blurry, and the few sounds around us all seemed muffled. Had we kept walking any further, our bodies would simply disintegrate. The process would begin by flaking our skin away, followed by our muscles sloughing off their bones. But death would only greet us once our internal organs slid out of their cavities, finally ending our pain. It was a process I’d only seen once, and one I never wished to witness again.
Without further hesitation, Thomas opened the cage. He gently let the pigeon out onto the ground and waited. For a moment it just stood there, staring towards the border as if trying to gain its bearings. Then I started flapping its wings, flying ahead into what might very well have been certain death.
“Come on, don’t let us down…” Thomas mumbled.
But instead of flying forward any further, the bird started flying up in zig-zag lines. Once it reached a point about a hundred feet up in the air, it finally flew out of town. It had made the escape unscathed, but the path was far out of reach from us.
“Son of a bitch,” Thomas yelled in frustration.
Though the bird had found a hole in the invisible barrier, yet freedom proved to be an impossible task for each and every wingless creature. With all options exhausted, we had no choice but to return to camp.
Not a single word was spoken on the way. In the aftermath of defeat, neither of us wanted to think of our inevitable demise. Even Thomas seemed distraught, a man that had been so full of ideas and plans, finally broken by failure.
Hours passed before we finally saw the camp at the foot of the mountain. But something didn’t feel right. Even from a great distance we could tell that something had gone horribly wrong.
“I don’t see anyone down there, do you?” I asked.
“No… something’s wrong,” Thomas said.
Worried about the sight, we used the little bit of energy we had left to run down the mountain. Risking any and all injuries, we made it in record time. No sooner had we set foot within camp, than our greatest fears were realized. A dozen mutilated corpses lay strewn across camp, ripped to shreds by an unseen predator. During the short span we’d been away, the camp had been attacked.
“Oh, God. Levi! Victor!” I started yelling as I ran around camp, desperately searching for survivors.
Thomas stood back, carefully inspecting the camp. Despite the massacre before us, there were no intruders. But the siren had never sounded, meaning they couldn’t have died in their sleep. Regardless of what had happened, it dawned on us that there were no survivors left at the camp.
“There’s no one here,” Steven.
“They can’t be dead. They can’t be!” I let out in panic.
“Look around you, there are only a dozen bodies here. No kids. They must have escaped,” he said.
My racing heart just barely slowed down upon hearing those words. He was right, about half the camp’s population was missing, which meant there was still hope. Still, I couldn’t stop myself from turning over each and every corpse. I had to know for sure if my sons were dead.
For each searched corpse, my clothes got covered in guts and blood. Thomas tried to get my attention, but I wouldn’t listen. It was until he grabbed me and physically pulled me away, before I finally paid him any attention.
“Calm the fuck down,” he said as he slapped me. “Your kids are alive. We just need to search this place for clues as to where they escaped too.”
I stared at him, but any word I tried to utter got stuck in my throat.
“It’s gonna be alright. We’ll get through this together.”
Hearing any hint of concern coming from Thomas was enough of a shock to bring me back to my senses. With a slap and a few words, he had firmly grounded me in reality once more.
“I just don’t understand. The siren never sounded. How did they all die?” I asked.
“The bodies…” Thomas mumbled. “There was no one left in town to burn them.”
It was the most plausible theory. Any unattended corpse could work as a link between our world, and the nightmares beyond. My mind wandered back to the mutilated corpse of my neighbor. With most of the sanitation crew either dead or on the run, there was no one left to deal with the dead.
“Hey, Steven, are you seeing this?” Thomas said as inspected one of the walls.
I jogged over, noticing a half mangled corpse sitting up against the wall with his intestines shredded on the ground before him. His death had clearly not been quick, but even during the intense agony he must have felt, he had enough willpower to leave behind a simple message. It was crudely written with his own blood, but it was enough for us to go on.
Shivers were sent down my spine as I read it, telling us to go to the one place we all dreaded the most. A place hidden away, only spoken about in whispers, but known to each and every inhabitant of our town.
“The Catacombs,” the message read.
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2022.01.19 17:36 crows-zero Comment supprimer Teams Chat de Windows 11

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2022.01.19 17:36 hornyteenfromgermany Reeeeeee

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2022.01.19 17:36 duoboatify Frankly that was my reaction, too

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2022.01.19 17:36 crytoloover 700,000,000 Visa Token (VISA) Token New Airdrop Claim.

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2022.01.19 17:36 smolkenANON Al from Bostons latest video incorrect?

So Al from Boston is now saying shitadel have covered some shorts. Im a smooth brain and as far as I can see they have not. It looks like they have reduced their long position. He also includes AMCX's numbers (i thought we were done with the whole AMC/AMCX bs) as part of AMC. Can anyone help? Im not sure if Im right anout it being a long position.
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2022.01.19 17:36 matrixg04 Anyone else still feel like they’re on break? Or at least struggling to adapt to waking up everyday to go to class?

I started class yesterday so ofc it’s going to take me some time to get back into the schedule but I so desperately want to go back home but like I can’t (I live too far away and I can’t just casually book a flight whenever I want 💀)
I feel like it’s starting to affect my mood & performance. I can’t even finish taking my notes without the feeling of “dang I really don’t want to be here rn” 😭
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2022.01.19 17:36 dreadpiratesmith Anyone on xbox looking to play together?

I'm (31 MtF) currently working thru dark souls (relatively early game). But I also enjoy games like Battlefield 1, star wars battlefront, PUBG. Also looking for anyone interested in playing the whole Halo series co-op from the very beginning.
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2022.01.19 17:36 Ayano_3 🔥Terkehh & Airdrop

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2022.01.19 17:36 apoptosist New Tool: Region Generator (pseudo-random or controllable fogs, asteroids, nebulae, and resources)

A certain major modder (think VRO and others) has been testing my latest tool for X4, and he said it's good to go. If you want to try generating new regions for the vanilla galaxy or your own (there's a tool to make your own galaxy), please take a look! I'll let him post example screenshots if he chooses. Basic instructions are in the ReadMe:
Blender looks scary, but you only need to install it (via Steam is great) and click a few buttons, and you will soon have your own new regions!
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2022.01.19 17:36 marquito88bigcock Ariana 💦

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2022.01.19 17:36 Black_goul Snorton, the best Defender def:9999999 at:500

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2022.01.19 17:36 oOPurple_P0is0nOo Sibling Moment | Art by myself

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2022.01.19 17:36 MylesJacobSwie Ezreal Laptop

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2022.01.19 17:36 The_Glassfields Would you add 10 peacocks to a new 135 at once vs pay shipping multiple times and lose discount to add in smaller groups?

Getting ready to start a fishless cycle on a new 135 tank and want some advice.
Option A add 10 cichlids at once and save $80 in shipping and a 15% bulk discount? (Would be like a large quarantine) or
Option B add a couple small cichlids from my LFS and let the BB catch up, then order 2 batches of 6, pay shipping twice, lose the 15% discount and be able to Quarantine them?
Do you worry more about BB load or aggression from adding at different times? Once the original batch is in ill add 6 at a time every 2 weeks after quarantine.
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2022.01.19 17:36 FallCompetitive7976 19-January I am still here

It is 19-January 20:36. I am frustrated.
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2022.01.19 17:36 hulksteen Cause fuck em thats why 🇺🇸🇺🇸

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2022.01.19 17:36 guraldinho Rule help please! My father is going for 8, I'm going for 11. How can this game be resolved. If he sinks 8 but hits mine first, does he win or lose? What are my options, how should this end? Sorry for long title. New to game and this sub

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2022.01.19 17:36 act1989 Art by Jahir Aguiñaga

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