In the mid-1800s the Army got the absolutely galaxy-brain idea to use camels as draft animals in the southwestern territories we stole from Mexico. They gave it a try but it didn’t work out for various reasons, mostly because horses and mules are scared of camels and won’t live or work with them.
When the US Army Camel Corps was scrapped, they tried to sell the camels but couldn’t find many buyers, so most of them “”“escaped”“” [were abandoned] into the west Texas plains.
People in west Texas and environs would occasionally spot the camels or their tracks from the Civil War times all the way up to the World War 1 times, sparking rumors that the area had become the home of a breeding population of feral camels.
can’t wait for the jazz age assassins creed game where the player character’s enigmatic second in command f scott fitzgerald confides in the player character that he is “writing a book about a man who’s a lot like you… some would say… a great man”, heavily implied to be the great gatsby
Because when we leave the bananas on the table without the bowl she stares at them with just as much love!!! She ONLY looks at the empty bowl right after we remove the last banana. Then she’s no longer interested
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I literally don't know who you are
pissvortex said
ok?
i know this will make me sound old and boring but once i’m home for the night i’m home. i don’t like upsetting my plans even when i don’t have any. yes it’s only 8pm but i spent the whole evening believing i’m not going anywhere, i cannot perceive or be perceived right now, try again later
