jaiwithinnumerableunblinkingeyes:
Every time I see a post about updog I’m torn between not wanting to fall for it and wanting to help the poster complete their joke.
okay but what’s updog ?
Updog is a long sausage in a bun often served with ketchup, mustard, onion e, and/or relish.
No, that’s a hotdog. An updog is when a new version or patch of an application is released
You’re thinking of update. Updog is when you end a sentence with a rising intonation.
No, that’s uptalk. You’re thinking of the fourth-largest city in Sweden.
surely that’s Uppsala, whereas Updog is the giant spider in Harry Potter.
That’s Aragog. Updog is a symbol conventionally used for an arbitrarily small number in analysis proofs
You’re thinking of epsilon. Updog is an upward-moving air current.
no that’s an updraft
updog isn’t a noun at all, it’s a verb; it basically means to chew someone out, or harshly lecture them
No, that’s upbraid. An updog is a small dog that likes cuddling on people’s laps.
No that’s a puppydog. An updog is when the Mets win.
No that’s an upset. An updog is the modern version of a henway.
What’s a henway?
Oh, about 5 pounds.
a collection of tweets, part 8
relatable
I wonder sometimes how truthful Missy was being in “The Magician’s Apprentice” about friendship and romance, and what love means to Time Lords.
Because I can’t help but remember Rose, and Martha, and Amy, and Clara, and now (possibly) Yaz, who all look at this mad glorious alien and fall in love and want the Doctor to love them back. I wonder if they know, at first, how much the Doctor loves them—a love that comes with so much weight because it’s so old, has so much history. I wonder if Bill knew, at first, that the Doctor would give up his sight for her without a second thought. I wonder if Clara looked at a stranger in Victorian London and knew he would burn for four and a half billion years for her.
I wonder—do Graham, Ryan & Yaz know the Doctor has given her body to them already? That she would break her own hand, throw herself into the fire, give her life for any of them?
I just—wonder sometimes, how big the love of this alien is, with the force of two thousand/four billion years of memories behind it, how deep the wellspring must be that can look at a small human and see behind them all those others. All those bright and shining companions.
And, God, Yaz and Ryan and Graham are loved so much already, with all the emotion in two very old hearts. It won’t save them. But it’ll be worth it.
The weapons and equipment of British warriors down the ages, from top to bottom;
Huscarl, 1066
Crusader knight, 1244
Longbowman, 1415
Yorkist Man-at-Arms, 1485
New Model Army musketeer 1645
Private, 1709
Corporal, 1815
Sergeant, 1916
Lance Corporal, 1944
Private, 2014
Holy crap that’s a lot to carry!