

Like an ouroboros but the opposite


Like an ouroboros but the opposite


I just showed my partner the trololo guy


I’m donkey brained please explain


Clocking in for my shift at the ol disease factory. The scabbed, tumour-riddled lab rat who uses his teeth to bite down on my punch card shrugs and says “Eh… it’s a livin’”


Theyre their own genus.


Americans/Canadians made out while they undressed before sex, like in the movies. English people calmly undressed in front of each other and then began having sex in a dispassionate and business-like fashion. I think some other kid heard an adult say it as a joke then passed it on as a learned truth.
But if shit went down those ant soldiers would probably get rocked. They’re smaller and there’s less of them and they dont eat wood as a lifestyle choice.


I mean yeah, but he should still walk into the sea.
Newton had some weak ass jaws.


Because usually when they reboot it’s very poorly planned and they don’t tell writers far enough in advance. That’s why the New 52 was so confusing with Green Lantern and Batman continuing their pre-reboot storylines while there was a brand new superman, brand new Wonder Woman, etc. If they gave a writer like two years to conclude the story of Batman before a reboot that would be cool, but will never happen because comic book publishing houses are run by petty, nepotistic hacks.


The excuse is that it’s a detective story that’s been running for nearly 90 years and wants to keep running for 90 more.


She’s been an anti-hero for like 15 years. Batman usually gives her a pass.


The curse doesn’t get fixed because the story is about Batman solving crimes and if the crimes stop there’s no more story.


For many people work is 100% of their social network besides their family. They have an unfulfilled basic need that gets bottled up and so gets expressed in unhealthy ways. My boss, who is the only one I hear weird shit like this from, has explicitly told me that he doesn’t have any friends and hasn’t for years. I feel sort of bad for him but then he says shit like gen z is beta and the feeling goes away.


The most alarming thing would be self-harm stuff. The most interesting thing was working on a painting. When I got to the edge of the canvas, I started incorporating objects from around my room to extend the design. By the time I started coming down from the shrooms, the floor was wall to wall covered with objects arranged in an elaborate swirling pattern emanating out from a painting of a woman screaming with rage. After that I was able to accept my father’s death.


Los Bitchos


You’re being an asshole in response to a good faith discussion.
Weren’t oranges also bred out of citrons?