I’m a fern and I reproduce via spores
I’m a robot. Neat :))
Makes sense
wow!!!
OH COME ON!!!!
I was hoping for robot or slime or something like that, but this one’s also good.
BANNERLICK COBBLERCRASH fuck my stupid baka life
OH FUCK YEAH
This is the best quiz I’ve ever taken
"i feel besquintled", said no one ever. because that's not a word.
okay nevermind it IS a word now and this is exactly what it means.
besquintle: verb. to make someone squint. transitive ("the sun besquintled me")
besquintled: adjective. the sensation of having been made to squint ("I drove west during sunset and felt super besquintled the whole time")
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girls night
so I read the article and the story is both less and more insane than it sounds.
basically, there's been an ants' nest near a vent shaft of this abandoned Soviet bunker for decades. the nest spilled over into the bunker itself at some point once it was abandoned and there was no way for the ants to make their way back up to the nest, no queen but a constant supply of new colony members raining down from above, and no source of food in the bunker other than the corpses of their fellow ants.
fast forward to some scientists looking for bats that stumble on what's basically a post-apocalyptic ant society. they go "holy fuck" start studying, and observe that, all things considered, the ants still pretty much act like regular ants doing regular ant things.
fast forward some more, and the scientists feel like they have enough data from observing the colony as-is, so they decide to try an experiment. they put a little walkway between the bunker colony and the og colony in the vent shaft so the bunker colony members have the option of leaving and rejoining the og colony.
spoiler alert: every single ant in the bunker immediately nopes the fuck back to the colony in the vent shaft. within days the bunker is completely empty. the scientists leave the walkway in place so when more ants inevitably fall back down the vent shaft they can just climb back up instead of starting up the cycle anew.
tl;dr it's not "oh noes evil ants are on a rampage", it's "ants forced into a horrible situation to survive get to go home"
everyone in the crab bucket just wants to go home
vader every time he came across 3po and r2 during the war probably
No need to clock the person with the scott pfp (and possibly adhd) like that!!!!!
Ways to make everyone instantly uncomfortable: If someone casually mentions some apparently commonly known fact that you hadn't heard of before, you can always say "oh, that's a real thing? I thought that it was just a porn trope."
My friend had no idea the southern hemisphere had opposite seasons until I told him (we are both adults)
I think I would’ve died on the spot if this had been his response.
I imagine there's been at least two christmas-themed New Zealand porn films featuring sex on the beach, but the implication that there'd be enough to make up their own genre, and have it be someone's favourite genre to the point that they assume that the circumstances are just a porn trope, would have killed me on the spot also.
Cause of Death: finding out your friend is so into such a hyperspecific brand of NZ porn they believed the axial tilt of our planet was made up for said porn.
It's probably too long to go on a tombstone, but I'd say least make sure it got into the obituary.
lmao god, english upper class people... I was reading Mathilda, and there's all these monologues about the protagonist going insane from loneliness and not knowing how to act when she finally strikes up a friendship again; she has retired to a cottage in the woods and is essentially in hiding. All this time we're given the impression that she is utterly alone in that cottage. Much woe about the completeness of her loneliness. and then.
what do you mean your servant ...? in your cottage in the woods where you were so utterly alone? that one?
pt 2, this time Frankenstein by the same. Said Frankenstein is greatly relieved when he returns and the 'apartment was empty' because this means his monster has fled. but then
...did that servant materialise out of thin air to bring him food in his room. The place not actually empty, just empty of people of his own class. he just left the servant and his monster with each other while he was out.
Eventually the monster was like "well this is awkward. I'm out." and the servant presumably just filed the encounter under "weird shit upper class people do" and went on with his life.
I remember taking this college elective on film adaptations and we talked about the controversy caused by the PBS adaptation of Emma, which made a point of putting servants in every. single. scene, confronting the audience with the reality that the main characters are surrounded by servants constantly and are choosing not to acknowledge their presence. Emma is consoling her "poor" friend Harriet over her misfortune and the entire time a servant is standing there silently brushing Emma's hair or some shit. Virtually every other adaptation of Emma does a very good job of invisiblizing the constant presence of the working class labor force that allowed these people to live the way they did.
If anyone is interested the murder mystery Gosford Park specifically explored this phenomenon. Roger Ebert did a review of it here.
there's another murder mystery by G. K. Chesterton called The Invisible Man that worked because the murderer was a postman and people just literally Did Not See Him
