lordcactusguy

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There's got to be some give and take

"URETHRA!" Why do we know the things we know? In short, experience. Day after day, we accumulate knowledge upon knowledge, soaking up a veritable library of information. Here's the rub - the information isn't always connected. You may learn something, and instead of immediately slotting that fact into the annals of your mind, you are left fumbling with it, trying desperately to fit a puzzle piece into the world's largest puzzle. And let's just say, it's not a corner piece. There is the typical approach to this conundrum; the long, hard, but ultimately rewarding process of rumination. You take this information, and you sit with it, carefully analyzing its facets, figuring out exactly how it factors in to the grander web of connections in your mind. "What relevance could this fish have," you may think for instance - before recalling that fish are actually native to the saltwater you are observing. But sometimes rumination doesn't cut it. Often, this defeat is ultimate. But in this midnight hour, in this time of crisis, out of nowhere descends a single, blinding, light: epiphany. The aleatoric nature of this feeling is why it only ranks a 3.5; no human has control over epiphany, it comes and goes as it pleases. Not only this, but it dispenses knowledge with impunity. You could have an epiphany that sorts your life completely, or epiphany could strike and leave you paralyzed with the weight of truth. It can be cruel, and it is by its very nature wild and unshackled, but epiphany is surely something to be revered.

Genuine question: How do you "get in" to the world of bobsledding? Like, does the local YMCA offer intro-level bobsledding classes? No disrespect at all towards the sport, but how do you find out you have a passion for barreling down an icy path in a little cart-sled-thing? Fascinating.

i did this once and nobody believes me

wyd i pull up to your girl's house in one of these

Most of these you see nowadays are in some way open on some face, or really large. Where are your classic, waist-high perfectly cubic crates that have wooden cleats making X's on each of their faces?

had so many of those fuckass puffles in my igloo it probably smelled awful in there 😭

Overrated as a medicine. Fantastic otherwise.

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pretentious

IT JUST KEEPS GOING

Truly, truly awful trying to experience this, but being unable to. Once you're there, though, it's a feeling like no other. Definitely one of those 3.5s where it's an aggregate of a 5 and a 1, rather than just being okay. Dizzying highs and abyssal lows.

There's so much genuine bigotry in here. Why would you think different of someone based on the month they were born on?

idk the music but i like it when nihilists are upset

Bang! Boom! Crash! A vivacious display; and just a taste of what onomatopoeia has to offer. Certainly, there are some hurdles; for one, it is quite difficult to spell. But if you can overcome the stickler in you and allow yourself to take in the zany uniqueness of onomatopoeia, you may just turn out to be the life of the party!

Chat, is this the play?

chud

Useful, barring certain uncouth utilizations.

Genuinely look me straight in the face and tell me you wouldn't crack a beaming smile after seeing one of these be performed. What a marvel of human engineering.

This motherfucker? He didn't take shit from ANYBODY. If Nimrod Workman tells me to jump, I say "how high?" -0.5 for being chopped

Not a single ethical application. Irreversibly, incredibly evil.

"What the cog?" It's alright. Has a certain negative quality about it - would you trust a man named Horatio Digby to supervise your children? Especially when he is preoccupied with dreams of a clockwork airship? To be lost in these inane fantasies can be fun, for a time - but to have them consume your life can put you on a dirigible straight to misery.

Slightly too many faces. But a good shape overall. And to my "D&D" fans, (you know who you are!) this shape may just hold a special place in your hearts.

There's a desolate beauty in wandering this city on Google Maps. Seriously, try it. It's right on the border of Mongolia and China, so by default there would need to be some kind of infrastructure here, but the entire surrounding landscape is one of the most barren environs one can imagine. And yet, still - life endures. Not only does it endure, it thrives. As you enter from China, one of the first things you pass is the "Soyombo Tsogtsolbor," an altar bearing one of Mongolia's national symbols. The Soyombo is a complex emblem, a combination of six distinct elements each with their own significance. To me, this is the epitome of humanity. To take a desert landscape and erect a monument adorned with a symbol only humans can understand. Zamyn-Üüd is humanity. -0.5 cause I would not wanna live there

Some good, some bad. Mixed bag.

Frankly sublime.

Rain: Check World: Check What more do you pigs want?

Frankly revolting texture. And the work I have to do to even access the fruit is out of the question.

It's a double whammy - first you think, "oh god, it's Canadian, it can't get any worse." Then you figure out, it's scientific as well. At the very least, the fictitious nature softens the blow, but it should go without saying that this one is not for the faint of heart!

Accurate.

Never met the guy.

Baseball is a lovely sport. Her children are my children. But at the end of the day, he is a man, and he dies all the same.