Why are Icelandic drivers so fucking insane?
I don’t know! No one indicates, no one parks well, it’s chaos bleeding into daily life, moving from one moment of terror to the next. YOU KNOW, WE’RE LIVING IN A SOCIETY! WE’RE SUPPOSED TO ACT IN A CIVILISED WAY!
My impression when I was visiting was that Reykjavík is really a cat’s city, there are all these Icelandic internet cats, posters and t-shirts in souvenir shops that say like, ‘cats rule this town’ or whatever. But what about dogs? Surely there are dog lovers in Reykjavík!
What’s a dog? I for one, welcome our cat overlords. CATS 4 LYFE.
WHY DO PEOPLE IN ICELAND EAT PUFFIN? IT’S BEAUTIFUL INNOCENT BIRD. IT DOES NOT DESERVE TO BE EATEN.
Hi Puffin Rights,
You’re literally asking why a group of people, who willingly eat rotten shark, the innards of animals stuffed into the intestines of said animal and some who even eat whale, might find the time to eat a colourful bird?
This is a thing I can’t wrap my head around where meat eating is concerned. Selective cuteness. You know who else is born innocent and – when well taken care of could be considered beautiful? The majestic chicken.
But no, save the precious puffin, let’s pump chickens full of hormones and antibiotics, slit their throats and lay them out on plastic for people to buy at the supermarket instead.
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