Would that mean that the cake is not, in fact, a lie?

Or is it a deeper commentary on the realism of a representation of a thing, a la Magritte’s The Treachery of Images? The cake is a lie because it’s not a cake, it’s a representation of a cake.

Doc, this is heavy.

Not gonna lie, I was hoping they’d use some Law of Surprise stuff to give Geralt a new ward and let you create your own Witcher. But, if instead I get to do teleport strike bullshit with Ciri’s powers, I’ll be content.

Monetary costs are not the only costs in this scenario. One of the costs of destroying the mountain is that the area no longer has that mountain. In exchange for warehouses and parking lots or whatever an “industrial area” means.

You lose a mountain to get some shitty parking lots or whatever.

A Saskatchewan can opener

The ol’ Miami snowshoe

I think you’re on to something…

All hands, we have a new mission: Stripping all the copper wiring in the Delta Quadrant.

“If you ask me, that headless fella’s actually the lucky one.”

“Why do you say that?”

“He doesn’t have to watch the rest of this show!”

OHOHOHHOHHHOHOHOHOO!

My takeaway here is that vexillologists really like Pokeballs and/or Voltorb.

My wife and I call this “Goldbluming”, after Jeff Goldblum in the “Canceled” South Park episode.

Wait a minute: chaos theory! Chaos theory, it was first thought of in the '60s. Sixty. That’s the number of episodes they made of Punky Brewster before it was cancelled. Cancelled… Don’t you see? The show is over! The aliens are cancelling Earth!

This or spontaneous oral sex.

Well I don’t see a lot of happy hogs in our future, caller. My balls have never been in greater danger of being trampled by government officials. Imagine all our hogs are one package, and that package is about to be shoved into a dark, dirty, stinking hole. Unless we firmly grab that package and give it some sort of twist, American farmers are going to find it increasingly difficult to raise their hogs in the coming years.

Can a vampire landlord enter uninvited with 24 hours notice?

I’m Calico Morrison, and coming up next on The Delicious Dish, Pete Schweddy returns once again to give us a look at the methods his family has used to raise each pig that goes into a succulent Schweddy Wiener. So stay tuned and open your ears for Schweddy hogs, here on NPR.

Alright, that’s fucking it. Next long weekend I have, I’m figuring out how to install Bazzite.

I reject the premise that I should eat sunflower seeds of any brand. They’re bird food. Pumpkin seeds are exponentially better.

This got me to find a stream for The Thick of It, and one minute in Peter Capaldi has already called someone “useless as a marzipan dildo”. Thank you for this gift.

Biff Legchair!

Johnson! Radio the admiral! This ship’s about to be plowed by that enormous-

This is what I opened the thread for.

I’m going to start a fight now by revealing that I dip the crusts in milk sometimes.