Cat: To slip poison into their food, duh.
Cat: To slip poison into their food, duh.
Cat: Hey, don’t knock an opportunity for a dinner with a shitstain billionaire. You’ll never have a better chance to kill them.
Just: I’m in the latter category, but that’s because I’m an avid pedestrian who’s been almost run over FAR too many times.
Cat: Sorry, we’d rather keep our hand.
Cat: If someone can’t be trusted to treat an adopted kid right, they can’t be trusted to treat any kid right. End of story.
Cat: They shouldn’t even be allowed access to the children they do make themselves.
Just: I am a specific process running on our brain.
Luci: We’re going to get a non-plural family member to sit for a few minutes with the EEG on them to get a comparison.
Lucifer: In our non-canon continuation to this comic, the “I can fly!” guy is launched from a trebuchet over the Grand Canyon.
Cat: I would like to note that this still permits the Appeal To Force. My favorite logical fallacy.
Madeline: I haven’t encountered any (that I know of), so cannot answer this question.
Madeline: Though I would be quite interested in what ANYONE would stand to gain from lying about the shape of the world. I’d really want to dissect those motives.
Madeline: To be clear, I want them to come back reasonably intact. I don’t want them dead, I want to shatter their worldview.
Madeline: I don’t want them dead. I just want to hear the wonderful shattering noises of their worldview going snap.
Madeline: Fundamentally, I think it’s fictitious.
Madeline: Point.
Digital Rights Management. AKA the stuff that’s supposed to prevent unauthorized copying and suchlike, but in practice just means the pirates have a better experience than legit customers.
Cat: loads rifle and syringe get your shots, or get shot.
Just: Brain jank related to plurality (the situation of multiple people living in the same brain).
Cat: For clarity, much of it was learned through direct practical experience.
Just: Honestly, we figure Twitter will keep staggering along until its servers implode.
Cat: A nuclear lab isn’t even in the right field to make human-animal hybrids.