

How I deal with all my problems.


How I deal with all my problems.
Killer Klowns From Outer Space needs no defending. It’s just a terrible great time.


Sir Terry Pratchett. Actually, probably counts as multiple because the opening to The Shepherds Crown makes me bawl like a child, and it’s pretty much a step-by-step guide for mourning.
Discworld has been my comfort series for a long time. I have read most of the books more times than I can count. Spent months tearing through multiple a day.
Of course, his condition was known amongst the fans, we had all known it was going to be sooner than later, but it felt like a long chapter of my life was closed. I had looked forward to every release, cherished them. The man’s work had been beside me through some of the hardest times, always bringing a smile back to my face.


This is the real reason why we haven’t seen a new Splinter Cell. Can’t shoot out the lights, the technology is just lost to time.
I mean, could still be gay.
Depends on how the OOP swings.


“Though I may change, my heart does not, for I am but its reflection, and may that reflection be more true with every passing day”.
No clue where my brains pulling that one from, but it felt fitting. It feels like such a simple thing, the want to be accepted for who you really are, yet it brings a complex hurt when you realize how hard that can be to get.
This person is going to be the reason for a therapist developing a drinking problem.


Never before has the full nature of the opossum been captured so perfectly in a single image.
“I have no fucking clue what I’m doing, but I’m still doing it, and if it kills me, good.”
We have three options here:
All dairy products are actually non-dairy equivalents that happened to just take the original names.
There are equally intelligent milk-producing species that either keep themselves in a milk producing state or are otherwise forced into said state.
Or
There is an unseen slave caste of lesser intelligent members of species that are harvested for their products.


Pretty often. I remember when I first came out exploring my gender identity, getting active on the Trans subs, I got hit by at least a couple. Felt really shitty, and wasn’t an uncommon issue from the complaints I saw surrounding it.
When we finally finish building the FOSS space program and begin our trek across the final frontier untouched by capitalism, you’ll be left behind.
You’re allowed to help build it, but we will not allow you to stay on as a maintainer, sorry.


Technically speaking, working. But given that it takes at least 45 minutes to start on my next step, and there’s also inventory prep going on, I’m hiding out of the way for as long as possible.


I had to borrow a car, it was going to be a 20 minute round trip, person and I sit roughly the same way, so I didn’t think to adjust the seat. It wasn’t terribly uncomfortable, just not exactly right.
Ended up pinching a nerve in my back. Could barely move for 3 days, had to delay starting a job because of it.
Your average retail employee is not paid enough to give a shit. Just follow two simple rules: Don’t let management catch you, and don’t leave trash out. Those things end up making it our problem.
Can also be worth asking if there’s an unadvertised sample program. Like at my bakery, we have an option to buy cookies by the pound. I’m not supposed to bring up samples to customers, and they’re mainly supposed to be limited to kids, but if anyone asks me? Fuck yeah, which flavor you want? They’re mostly going to get tossed out anyway.


That’s no tortoise. That’s a torterrorist.


Look at those eyes. They’ll do it again. They won’t stop. There’s no reason behind this, no remorse, just the thrill.
What turns a reptile so cold blooded? The warmth of the flame? The glow of firelight? Or is it just the excitement from knowing you ruined lives?


“Hey, boss. Word is one of our competitors is planning a hostile takeover, what’s the plan?”
“Turn them into rations and leather dusters.”


Sorry for being behind on replying.
So, one that I don’t really get why it grosses people out, but female opossum can stuff a decent chunk of their own face into their pouch. Like, double over and just get up in there. They keep it fairly clean, and can retrieve dead babies(more babies than nipples, some just fail to develop), sometimes snacking on them.
The reality of “playing dead” can get people. I have watched crowds blanche as we broke the illusion of them just “falling over”. They do fall over often, but it’s accompanied by voiding their stomach. They look and smell diseased when they do it. Never had one actually do it on stage, our ambassadors were heavily worked with before ever doing a public appearance, but just being able to give a first hand explanation got some fun reactions.
On the topic of opossum shit, this one is getting well known, but can still catch people off guard: They do feces recovery, like many species! Just handfuls of their own shit, shoveled on in. They also prefer to use a waterway as a bathroom, so they sometimes dip their tails to act as a catch for the feces. They’re just… They’re covered in it. Yet they are surprisingly clean animals!


Look, I just want to fuck spiders, not go to jail.
We can leave the children out of it.
I think there are some World Building communities around. If none of your players use Lemmy, could be worth a look?
Do kinda wish there was a DM/GM Workshop comm, though. Place to talk world building, creature and NPC design, all the fun bits that happen behind the screen.