Weren’t people in 1980 still burning leaded gasoline, flicking lit cigarettes out of car windows, placing kids unprotected in the backs of station wagons, and serving Big Macs in foam containers?
Even if there is a rash of pika in 2023, I’d say we’re still far advanced
He was trying to reach a particular place in the cave but wasn’t where he thought he was. Both the place he was trying to reach and the place he actually was, are extremely tight squeezes that are literally impossible to turn around in. The difference is, the place he thought he was, has a large cavern on the other end where you can stand up and turn around. Once he realized he wasn’t where he thought he was, his only real option was to move forward and hope it led somewhere with more room. Falling into the hole the way he did was largely an accident in pursuit of that goal.
I used to be a never poop without having my shirt off person. I always felt like my shirts were long enough to get shit on. So I think it was mostly paranoia.
I never shat in public spaces including school. I don’t know when I stopped both but I can proudly say I’m a shirt pooper now.
Until you really really need to go hard, then it’s clothes off again.
A few years back I had something clogging up my intestines (no clue what) on the night that I was going to take a 3 hour flight to a wedding, so no lying down and way too much sitting in a cramped position for a too long time. I never felt more constipated as after I arrived and could finally stretch again.
So about 2 hours later when I could feel that it was nearly time, I evacuated to the furthest possible bathroom (I didn’t want to be a party pooper), lost all clothing except my socks and spend 30 minutes in agony, explosively shitting away, while covered in sweat and bracing myself against the walls.
All of which to say, is that you might think that you have left your shirtless days behind, but when shit really hits the fan, then you won’t be able to stop yourself from going back to your old habits.
I mean I’ve already shit my pants once this year… It’s gotten better after curbing the drinking but once you hit near 40s farts are almost universally untrustworthy.
E: Not to say every fart is a shart. But every time I’ve shit my pants the fart felt safe lol.
Hey, thanks for replying. And thanks for updating with the uncropped version! Sorry if I came off as harsh. Comics with the credit cropped makes me salty.
The capability for children to immerse themselves in a fantasy world and act is astounding, this is absolutely believable to anyone who has ever had a child
Frankly we ought to get some toddlers in the writing room for some movies, we’ll get some really well thought out nonsense
Our daughter is just 2 years 3 months old and she is already singing made up melodies and lyrics. A couple of days back she made up a song about new bushes (whatever that is). Her friend (3,5 years) jammed with her dad on a keyboard and started singing very creepily “it sat for five minutes, sat for five minutes, sat for five minutes, and then it died”.
What I love most about what kids say in these young years is that it is so freaking random. As a teen I loved dadaism and absurd theater and all this random stuff coming out of toddlers is absolutely golden. It sounds like a Merz poem at times. I can absolutely imagine a four year old telling a story about a cleaning lady with 5 kids and a husband.
This was the basis for the webcomic Axe Cop. It was started back in 2009 by the Nicolle brothers. Malachi (who was 5 at the time) thought up the story, while his brother Ethan (who was 28) drew them into comics.
Phantoms spawn after 1 hour of not dying or sleeping if there is no nontransparent block above you, so you just have to die or sleep every hour or make a roof above the entire world
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