That’s something that happens sometimes when you think you’ve opened your third eye but can’t tell if it’s actually just your buddy’s eye who is next to you.

many such cases.

A fraternity at my college got dissolved because they discovered people were doffing armor at the frat house.

I am feeling really tuned in right now. I’ve really tuned in to this content.

If you stick around long enough then Thoth/Hermes delivers these things directly to you like gnosis.

Couldn’t the chicken just stay on his side of the road?

Couldn’t the other guy walking into the bar also duck?

Couldn’t the person knocking on the door just give their normal government name?

Couldn’t people just give me an adequate amount of time to high five them? :(

Yeah and when you spend enough time staring at black light posters (to stay on theme), you realize the distinctions are much blurrier than you thought, man.

I hope this lamp has some comforting epiphanies when he learns that the powerplant providing his electricity is run by oxidizing carbon atoms whose oxidation state was reduced by the same sun that he admires.

I have renauds syndrome where my hands and feet are usually dead blocks of ice like a corpse that the Donner party couldn’t eat because it got too cold.

My feet are so hairy that I often wonder what utopia of a world I would live in if Lord of the Rings never existed.

I’m with you on being skeptical of the claim that hairy toes are a sign of good circulation.

Bringing up the tax revenue of Wyoming as a yardstick sounds like you’re trying to diminish the severity. Like we should be more pissed off that they get away with it for so cheap when you put it that way.

That’s not true in the case of possessives like “my son’s toy.” In fact it’s the opposite because the apostrophe here just denotes that it’s possesive which is the opposite of the it’s vs its example.

You might have learned that it replaces part of the word “his” in “my son his toy” but that’s not the real etymology.

Hey I’ve gotta say, I have realized that I’ve consistently not known what the fuck is going on when I see anything you do and I really love it. I am a huge fan.

It’s Baby Cupid riding a dolphin. The dolphin lets you know it’s Cupid cuz Cupid’s mom is Venus. Venus is associated with dolphins on account of her being born via a titanic penis falling into the ocean. Classic stuff.

For the record, the culty terminology of calling each other brother and sister is not tied to the polygamy. It just comes with being a member of the cult in general.

It wouldn’t be out of place to stop a bratty twelve year old running around on Sunday and say to him “Brother Harris, I’ve already told you once to stop running in the hallways.” (Harris being the last name of the child.)

I’m not saying it isn’t 100% cult behavior, but it isn’t part of the multiple wives aspect. It’s just how they all talk to each other regardless of who is married to whom.

Yeah. For the record, I’ve been implicitly asking for all information everytime I click any link to any comments on any post. I have been doing this for about 25 years of my life so everyone who has over shared any facts about anything anywhere on the internet within that time frame is except from this rodent via my implicit asking.

It’s VLC daydreaming about having a husband, as you can tell from the husband being formed entirely out of speech bubbles.

Laid down the diatomaceous earth around the perimeter.

It all started when I was a young child and my mother took me to the big mall one town over. The one with the two story Sears that had the childs pants on the second floor.

His joke was that he used to do drugs.

EPEE

MSP = Microsoft Paint

for those who were also wondering.

You are asking the Hungarian speakers if the pun translates, but as an English speaker, I’m wondering which pun you are talking about.