Not just clowns everywhere.
Clowns actively putting themselves in harms way. Which is probably therapeutic, on a dark level, for a number of people.
Not just clowns everywhere.
Clowns actively putting themselves in harms way. Which is probably therapeutic, on a dark level, for a number of people.
Great, another thing to feel inadequate about.
Then you should read the paperwork better.
Now, either walk into that bank and get my money, or I push this button. They’ll be finding shrapnel from those bars 3 counties over.
“And if you don’t believe in Jesus, and Osiris or Isis, too, and while the world is warrin’, we’ll just sit back and laugh at you.”
I wonder how that would be handled. Like, do you need to have clear and obvious signage that a hungry mimic is on the premise, or does it fall under “They were doing a dumb thing, dumb things happen” in this case?
Cause I see “BEWARE: DANGEROUS MIMIC ON PREMISE”, I’m not taking a single step over that property line. Whole damn yard could be a well-trained one.
It might sound odd, but genuinely, check if any local wildlife rehabs/centers need volunteers.
There’s constantly something that needs done, often in creative ways, especially when doing something like designing an enrichment area. It might just look like a bunch of random junk, but a lot of thought and effort goes into constructing something that actually mimics situations an animal might encounter in the wild.
Probably culinary history(Love Tasting History) and people training A.I to play games.
I don’t know what it is, but something about seeing a thousand iterations try and fail understanding how to move a cube, but quickly grasping launching itself off the edge of the level, makes me laugh.
They keep a decent variety, and the tour of how chocolates made can be a treat for kids. Especially when the smell really hits.
The stadiums an alright venue, too. Went to see a few shows there growing up. The big one I remember was Journey and Def Leppard, people were surprisingly hyped. This was shortly after Journey replaced the lead singer, so I think that was part of it.
Always sleep with your plug in, people.
It’s not government propaganda, it’s for your own safety, stop questioning the cat tail. It’s for emergency removal.
Eh, it doesn’t sound destructive or interruptive to your day.
Manifesting isn’t just a new-age hippy thing. Ritual can put your brain in a certain space, and that can be a massive motivator for someone. Picking your socks to fit the theme isn’t all that different than telling yourself affirmations in the mirror.
It’s kinda like the “lucky shirt” concept. Sure, the shirt doesn’t really have some metaphysical power, but you’re putting yourself in the mindset of “Good things happen when I wear this”, and when you’re already in that frame of mind, the good things stand out even more.
Sounds like a neat concept, but I’m hoping it’s something more than Eternal but in the Middle Ages. I was kinda excited when they said Eternal/TAG was the end of the Slayers story, wouldn’t mind seeing the world through someone else’s eyes for a bit.
They took the buffet out of KFC and Shoney’s been dead for years.
Someone had to pick up the slack, and a good buffet goes great with the peanuts.
That’s just Tim Curry.
There is no scene left unchewed from his presence, and it’s goddamn glorious.
Look at how casual they’re acting.
That’s a kid who loves the Power Glove.
Don’t underestimate a chicken.
I’ll give it to the human 9 out of 10 times, but that 10th is the one who went for the eyes and succeeded.
Those feet are no joke. Sure, it’s probably not going to kill you, but you’re going to be in for a world of pain if things go wrong.
At this point, it’s not even a zombie.
The Atari shambling around today is Frankensteins Monster without the self-awareness, merely ripping parts off to replace when needed.
It’s a weird running theme with older style deck art.
You’ll see a 2 of Swords that’s just a dude holding two regular sized swords, then you see the 6 of Swords and now they’re wall-hangers triple the length of the bed.
After 10-13 hours on the factory floor, I don’t know that you’d call any of us of sound mind or body.
But lemme tell you, at that particular point of 3:20AM, knowing your week just hit the halfway point without counting OT, that waffle was a gift from the heavens.
Waffle House has a bigger menu than most people realize, you just have to actually request a full menu. It’s actually on the fine print on the menus.
I only know this because I worked absolutely awful shifts and the only place open when I got off was either Waffle House or another diner, so I spent way too much time with coworkers at both.
Especially the throne.
“Spiked for their pleasure”, as I always say. Or was that from ScrewJack?