After reading this, for some reason, the phrase “cryogenic hellfire” lives rent-free in my brain.
After reading this, for some reason, the phrase “cryogenic hellfire” lives rent-free in my brain.
I’m thinking There Is No Planet B by King Gizzard & the Lizard Wizard
Or at least by Big Penis Worm
Sorry mate, Tom couldn’t make it, so here we have Bill.
Weather update: it’s raining rocks from outer space
Simplest way to install some trussy.
Wonder what that’d look like to a layman. 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9… Awesome? Beastly? Crushing? Deafening? Ear-shattering? Fuck that’s loud?
Relevant xkcd about these xkcd’s:
If we’re going to assume the copyright of the body would rest with the first Homo Sapiens, that was tens of thousands of years ago, so even under Jamaican copyright (life of the author + 95 years), that’d be public domain.
Plagiarise away!
Awh.
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That’s one way to describe the guy, indeed.
That’s one way to summarise what that number sequence is tied to.
Zero.
One.
Zero.
One.
One.
Zero.
Zero.
One.
You watch the coffee pot.
Non vegan here. 🤔
Soooooo honey is not extracted directly from the bees, so that would be an argument to declare honey vegan.
On the other hand, even with modern beekeeping tech and modular hives, one could argue the act of taking honey to be a serious intrusion on the bees’ life, so that could be an argument that honey is not vegan.
One could argue where the line lies with eusocial organisms. Do you consider the individual bees or do you consider the whole hive? Whole hive? Honey may not be vegan. Individual insects? Honey could be vegan.
It really depends on your standards. One vegan friend of mine does drink mead (honey wine, for the uninformed) for instance.
I have hands that can turn into fists. Does that mean I was created for hitting things?
This is your logic, woman!
Sometimes the Foul Bachelor Frog was (is?) used for gender-agnostic scenarios. Foul Bachelorette Frog is for specifically female things.
It’s a tough Bill to swallow.
Because Bill fights back.
Something tells me this is satire.
This.
Fun thing I bumped into a few weeks ago: the guy who’s credited with inventing LSD tried a bit to see how it worked and how it felt. But he had no idea just how ridiculously potent LSD is. I forgot the exact numbers, but I do recall the ballpark. So he had a Fermi-estimated 100 μg while he only needed like 10 μg for a good time, so not only did he have the first known LSD trip, he had the first known bad trip.