So fucking hot.

Shit. Now I want to work at an aquarium. Sassy scallops.

Lake titicaca!

This is definitely Numberwang!

You have to find Kenneth to answer that question.

I was absolutely expecting this song. I’m always expecting this song, but especially when I am fast asleep. The cries of the carrots…

He is clearly engaged in the great ritual dance known as…

The Macarena!!

Yes, my comment was an oversimplification in light of the topic. The adage is supposed to teach you to get rid of the bad apple to save the barrel.

Yeah, I think something like 15 would be the perfect “fuck you” amount for something beyond Starbucks and fast food. Enough to make it worth going, but only really enough for an appetizer.

Or be really horrible and just take one of the 50 or 100 ones for a decent restaurant, and just don’t get it activated. He won’t find out until they try to run it, I think.

This might be the most horrible idea I’ve ever had.

The phrase is “One bad apple spoils the barrel.”

Literally means all are bad if one is bad.

Edit: verb simplification.

No, like seriously, what’s going on here? Is the Count cos playing Johnny Depp or something??

I mean, really! Just because I wish I had purple blood doesn’t mean I want to be a penis worm!!

Edit: Fuck, I actually sent that comment into the fediverse…

I like that he is apparently wearing styrofoam cups over his ears/antlers. Guess that’s the kind of perks you get when you unionize.

I definitely do get a thrill when thinking about dying for a good cause instead of some absolutely pointless death. Hell yeah. I just hesitate to call it a fantasy, because of the other parts of what would have to happen to the people around me to make that happen.

Maybe that’s the difference: women think about how others will feel more so than themselves while men think mostly of the glory or release it will bring them. Reminds me of the difference in suicide methods based on gender. Women attempt it more but choose easy-to-clean-up methods that are not as efficacious. Men seem to rarely think about who is going to have to clean bits of their brain off the ceiling and walls after they shoot themselves in the head. Wonder if this difference also explains why almost every school shooter is male.

Edit: I am not trying to say this is genetically differently wired between the genders. I think it has more to do with how boys and girls are raised differently.

Blackjack hadn’t been invented yet. Hell now definitely has blackjack.

I mean, I didn’t think the meme meant one had to enjoy it. I definitely considered it long before I was a teacher. The sweet release of death would certainly be nice, and I try to live every day like it’s my last. Saving others would be a great bonus, but it would still not be a fun scenario. So, while I definitely think about it, I would not call it fantasizing? But again, I think you are reading fantasy into the meme.

No, I’d never heard that. Unfortunately, it doesn’t surprise me, but it does fuck with my view of a few people I’ve known…

Ugh, I hope you aren’t right, but probably.

Thank you, that is an actually good point.

Earthsea centers around a boy who shows magical abilities, so he’s sent to Wizarding School.

But you don’t have to take my word for it… Wiki

There is no way TWO adult men would sit philosophically by while a child banged his cock. Maybe one man, but not two.