That’s because you’re mispronouncing the -tl at the end. In Nahuatl when a word ends in -tl it becomes like a slushy “S” crossed with a click sound.
A broken man, obsessed with 500 year old Mexican culture.
That’s because you’re mispronouncing the -tl at the end. In Nahuatl when a word ends in -tl it becomes like a slushy “S” crossed with a click sound.
No Xiuhcoatl is a big blue fire snake, a mystical weapon, the animal spirit of the Xiuhtecuhtli, and a metaphor for government/war/dry season.
Xiuh as a prefix can denote fire, turquoise, or years.
Edit: it might literally be the main ingredient to make indigo dye
Women would use a blue green herb called xiuhquilitl to give their hair a purple/indigo sheen.
I don’t want to go out. If you invite me I might force myself to go out. Going out is probably healthy for me.
There’s nothing chauvinistic about it! I just don’t want to know or care about what you do in the bathroom. We’re not going to have a conversation about it. JUST WASH YOUR HANDS!
As a man WHY THE FUCK ARE YOU TELLING ME HOW YOU PEE!?! What god damn conversation is going on!?! How the hell did this come up? We don’t normally talk about this!
My true passion in life is Aztec history.
Botz the Toast.
That’s a Chaos Emerald. Botswana is about to get all of its fauna robotized.
Darling it’s bolder Down where it’s colder Take it from me
I wrote that when I first woke up today. Good chance the reading section of my brain hadn’t been hooked up yet.
Don’t be American. Please don’t be American. “A 37-year-old British man…” PHEW!
If I took a shot every time I heard his name I would become an alcoholic by the end of the week. But at least then I wouldn’t remember him.
I will concede there is a spectrum of professional familial attitudes.
I’m not missing the point. For most people it is fake and used as a tool against them. The “office family” is a tactic utilized by employers to make workers complacent without raising benefits. It’s in the same toolbox as “pizza parties” and “PTO donation”.
Not all people want to fake the “office family” dynamic.
What you’re saying is a bit gobbledygook. I don’t want to make friends at work. I want to do my job and then clock out when finished.
You show me a sapient pineapple and I’ll show you a crime scene.
You’re welcome.