It also kind of feels like something a dudebro might say later after he pressured his drunk date into something she didn’t want to do.
To be clear it was a 29 yr old straight woman telling an 18 yr old straight guy this. (Who maintained a platonic relationship of “bis sis/lil bro” for many years.)
/shrug, you do you. I’m just leading a horse to water. But I cannot fill a cup which is already full.
If karma truly exists you’re going to get it stuck in your head longer than I will.
Smart informed people can be manipulated as well.
It’s a flaw in how our brains have evolved. (Evolution is such a random bitch of a force, just look at me anthropomorphize her while typing on a QWERTY keyboard specifically designed to slow me down!)
We need to account for it instead of using it against ourselves.
Weirdest Sheridan and Londo fanfic I’ve ever seen. 👍
Not a real response to your question, but the first thing I thought of (it’s not an infection):
The scarring from a lightning strike can, to me at least, look hauntingly beautiful.
If you’re writing in any sort of fantastical setting you can just make up a non-life threatening infection that mimics it.
Just thought of another answer.
Queen of the Damned movie.
Wore out the CD back in the early 00s. Had some pretty damn big names doing songs for the OST, Kidney Thieves: Before I’m Dead is still something I listen to on occasion to this day.
Might be a bit of nostalgia and bias in this answer though.
I think “mediocre” in this context would be mediocre to most people. Rather than you specifically. At least, that’s why I added some brackets explaining my Tron: Legacy answer in this post. (I personally don’t think it’s mediocre but imagine most did.)
Rinzler’s my fav, tiny gods it’s still so good. Thanks for the share.
My ex (from a 7yr long relationship) just wore whatever was most comfortable. Typically that meant they didn’t match. Not even sure she actually had any matching undies now you mention it. She hated buying bras.
he goes into some long convoluted story about cleaning his fishbowl and accidentally swallowing his fish and how he can feel it swimming around in his stomach
lol, also, as someone who has eaten a live goldfish on a dare when I was around 13yrs old I can confidently say I did not feel it swimming in my stomach. (Also, I was a dumb 13yr old.)
Star Trek Enterprise
Not again! I refuse to let that get stuck in my head for a week. I REFUSE! runs away screaming
Not being able to kill children (while being able to kill virtually anyone else at any time) has been a Bethesda thing that’s made its way into other games either as a real mechanic or as a bit of a joke.
Depending on who you ask, Tron: Legacy.
(I personally love the movie and rewatch it every couple years but it didn’t do well, IIRC.)
I murdered a lot of reapas in Mass Effect 3 Multiplayer to some of those songs.
Apparently not lol.
“probably exists”
Exactly.
I tried so hard to be a Pentecostal Christian.
But they were flouncing about and I was just… standing there. Aghast.
Everyone was crying in the ecstasy of religious fervour and despite the emotional high I, wasn’t.
I haven’t drank the kool aid. Kind of a shit answer to this question TBH but there it is.
When did I succumb?
Okay. Here’s as close as I got.
It’s early 2000’s.
I am in Whitehorse, YK.
I am am a supervisor for a contract inventory company.
We are waiting, around 40+ of us in the cold, to inventory the Walmart up there at 5:30am in the morning.
To be clear, some of us were up at 3:30am when it was still sunny out the “night before” living our best lives.
There is a drunk, and high, native. He’s in the parking lot we’re all gathering in. And he’s making everyone uncomfortable. He’s bouncing around a bunch of people who have no idea how to deal with him but I see he’s got a line I can understand…
Me, being me, decides my white ass (I have a lot of indigenous ancestry that isn’t readily apparent) gets it.
So while 50+ people make a circle around him, I walk up to him. Sit down, and talk to him.
He tells me about the Sun God.
I am an atheist, then I was more agnostic but close enough.
And y’know what?
He tries, maybe in spite, maybe* because*, he was high as a kite, to sell me on the Sun God.
And, he does.
I am Atheist. There are no gods, no Divinity. No souls. But I mother, fuckin, listen.
If I were to believe in a god, as an atheist, The Sun God would be it.
Because of this high, random ass fuckin’ native who sold me on it in a parking lot while the 50 other people watched and judged him without actually listening didn’t actually listen.
Pentecostal god: believe in me despite no reason to.
Sun God: I am a FUCKING SUN. I give warmth, I am here, on time. Every day. I am life sustaining. I create and I destroy.
I’m still an atheist, I don;t actually believe in the sun god, but if, as an atheist, I was pinned down? The Sun God is about as close as I could get to divinity.
A unified language, Esperanto.
Hell, I’m a native English language speaker that doesn’t do well with other languages but I saw the pragmatic case-use of it.
I don’t have experience with that all, I’ll say is I wish KhanAcademy managed to get accreditation but I am not at all surprised they didn’t.
lol
I never thought I’d get into thrift shopping. Now I regularly visit a couple local thrift shops and have gotten some pretty decent finds. (Which excites me more than it probably should. Being an adult is not what I expected. lé sigh )