So it’ll be just like the bag full of Maximum Heal potions when the credits roll, except I imagine you could pass it on to someone with a message not to wait for the perfect moment.

Holy shit what a way to go.

Get horny > have sex > orgasm > keep orgasming > die of too much orgasm

Original Mortal Kombat blood code:

ABACABB

I don’t know about without words (and only slight repetition for effect), but I really like The Mariner’s Revenge by The Decemberists.

If you want to get into older music, Der Erlkonig by Shubert is a good one.

Yeah, one of the most infuriating things, that we have to find ways for the people who caused the problem to profit from fixing it to get anything accomplished.

How is it that we discover bones of a large flying creature, and first thought is “it looks mammalian, like a flying possum!” And then “nah, that’s ridiculous. It was a flying reptile! Like a DRAGON!”

Large flying creature, and nobody thinks giant bird? Really?

Yeah, I always have a tough time telling if Kreacher was an Uncle Ruckus or if Dobby was a traitor and deviant to his people.

Like, we think of it as Dobby (or any House Elf) being released from slavery, but I wonder if it is more like being a Ronin.

That one person is a gem and we should appreciate them. They noticed you got talked over, and made sure to circle back, noticeably so the others don’t do it again, to make sure you weren’t silenced. It shows they not only noticed, but were bothered by it.

Treasure those people, and be those people.

My parents were wonderful, so I have no real complaints, but my father had a weird quirk. Tools, equipment, whatever that he had interest and purchased himself were “his.” I mean, obviously, but he would use the possessive when referring to those things.

“You have to prime my lawnmower first before you try to start it.” “Go and get my ladder.” Never the ladder, always my ladder. I never questioned it (because I didn’t care), but when I was a teenager I started noticing it and it was odd. Like he was establishing that the lawn mower or the ladder or whatever didn’t belong to the household, they were his. And nothing seemed to get him worked up more than a neighbor borrowing something and taking more than a day or so to return it.

“I posted incorrect information and then people downvoted it, so now people can’t see the incorrect information I posted! This site is horrible!”

Sounds like it’s working as advertised. Don’t post incorrect info if you don’t like downvvotes. Upvotes mean “more people should read this.” Why do people need to read you being wrong? How is that a good contribution?

A put a hole in the side of a helicopter that left it grounded for a week.

I accidentally tapped it with another piece of the helicopter. I’m happily working on helicopters that are made of metal now, so no more of that nonsense.

Edit: also, honorable mention because it wasn’t my fault, but I made a helicopter drop an external fuel tank when it took off… by replacing a light bulb. It was on the button that makes the helicopter drop the external tanks, but there are failsafes so it will only do it in the air. Apparently the internal switch got stuck, so the second the weight was off of the wheels CLONK… and a tank was laying on the active runway. Excellent.

If it’s something you want and your partner doesn’t care one way or the other about, it shouldn’t factor in.

If you want to make the candles you use around the house, maybe they smell nice, maybe they get used, maybe they’re cheaper than store-bought, but that’s a hobby.

If you do a bunch of baking, especially for people outside the home but even inside it, and your partner isn’t all about you cooking, that’s a hobby, and you clean up your own mess. That’s not chores (unless you’re getting paid).

Chores are necessities to keep the communal house going, not anything that takes effort.

And that would be white privilege. I’m not sure what you’re trying to convey here.

I mean, that’s true. It’s not “white privilege,” but it’s still privilege.

It is never quiet enough in my house to hear myself think without difficulty, so it definitely never gets quiet enough for that.

How about both?

If you can legally work, you should be able to legally vote!