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It’s OK to admit it, this is a safe zone
I both love and hate this
I feel like it would have been funnier with just “I love clubbing”
Hide the pain Harriett
late_night@sopuli.xyzto Lemmy Shitpost@lemmy.world•Who remembers alt.fan.tonya.harding.whack.whack.whack ?161·22 days ago“If Lemmy and Mastodon were playing football, usenet would be the stadium that they played on. It would be the sun that shone down on them.”
– Nancy, The Craft
late_night@sopuli.xyzto News@lemmy.world•Alex Jones accused of trying to shield assets as Sandy Hook families seek payment on $1B judgment4·25 days agoThat’s a tiny hand
Except for Dennis, but Dennis is a freak
The version with commentary by David Schmader is wonderful
late_night@sopuli.xyzto Ask Lemmy@lemmy.world•If all meat was banned except for insects, would you eat insects?13·1 month agoI’ve said it elsewhere, but if you have a seafood allergy and are considering eating bugs, you may get an allergic reaction from them as well.
late_night@sopuli.xyzto Ask Lemmy@lemmy.world•If all meat was banned except for insects, would you eat insects?3·1 month agoOur bodies may think they’re similar enough. People with a seafood allergy are likely to have a reaction to bugs as well.
Ah yes that phrase that would become ubiquitous with French protesters “cll run’ e ciiaos”
It was the line painted on the side of the road that was zooming this way and that to keep up with the car. Sometimes it would snake away to a rest stop and then merge with us again after the exit.
In Dungeon Keeper you could slap your minions with it
I was 11 or so, on holiday, went horseback riding wearing shorts and thin socks. They set up my stirrups too low and as I held on to the saddle for dear life, one stirrup kept bouncing on my ankle for the entire afternoon.
My thighs chafed pretty bad, and I got an open wound on my ankle about the size of those souvenir pressed oval coins. I don’t know what my dad was thinking, but he treated my wound with some cream and then wrapped my whole calf in plastic wrap every day for about a week.
The wound turned into an ulcer, I couldn’t walk without limping. I had all these little pockets of pus on the edges which my dad had me squeeze to try and make them smaller. It did nothing except be painful.
I eventually went home to my mom - a nurse - who took one look at my leg and rushed me to a doctor.
The doctor then proceeded to vigorously clean my wound before dressing it. It felt like hot barbed wire, that really sucked.
I still have the oval scar on my ankle.