some of you really need to be taken down to the back hay paddock that’s ready to be cut and be allowed to run through the long grass
go on, git
the rest of you are going in the river

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some of you really need to be taken down to the back hay paddock that’s ready to be cut and be allowed to run through the long grass
go on, git
the rest of you are going in the river
in complete hysterics over this
im currently completely losing it about the great stalacpipe organ. are you fucking kidding me they made an organ out of a CAVE???? IT TAKES UP THREE ACRES??? i legit am about to lose it
this is a comment left on a recording of moonlight sonata played on an organ that is literally made out of a cave and its making me so emotional its not even funny
[image id: a youtube comment that reads ‘wonderful…and the moon has never shone there…’ end id.]
All that and no pictures??
According to Wikipedia, it works by hidden rubber mallets on the naturally-musical stalactites that tourguides have been knocking on for over a century. The guy who made the organ may have gotten the idea when his son whacked his head on a stalactite.
Here’s a video. It is hauntingly beautiful.
In case anyone is looking, here’s the link to the video op mentions.
https://youtu.be/HsKUUn29tSs
the catboys i signed for my all-catboy baseball team dont know what baseball is and theyre actively loudly sobbing whenever they miss a swing and whenever they dive to catch a ball it bonks them on the head and they go "uweh" and our pitcher closes his eyes whenever he throws because hes scared and we're beating every other team in the league
the catgirls are out-slugging barry bonds
stop tagging this as blaseball. its real
the new york yankees are real???
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people who communicate in online games by jumping around or spin in a corcle instead of using the chat function: i love you
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I don’t know about you, but I’m getting pretty sick of seeing folks throwing out perfectly good kitchen appliances just because of a little fire. Electrical fires are healthy and natural: lightning causes them, after all. It’s more than a little hypocritical that all these folks will go off to church to worship the deity who burns down the forest, but get upset when a faulty breaker cranks a half-inch spark and sets their house on fire.
Back when I was a kid, appliances caught on fire much more frequently. This is because they were made with huge, inefficient parts. Parts that never break down. Parts you could understand with a third grade education and the angriest hangover imaginable. Those parts were built by folks who were either drunk, constantly wired on methamphetamine, or both. Sure, those folks had pensions, and a reasonable health care plan, but their stuff still got thrown out all the time and replaced with new stuff. Again, just because of a teeny-tiny, eenie-weenie electrical fire.
Nowadays, you can hold onto an appliance for ten or twenty years. It’ll break, still, but in a more subtle and much more mysterious way. Think of when Uncle Grandpa died from getting eaten by wolves. Would it have been better if he had wasted away in a retirement home at age 99 from something the doctors couldn’t even name? No, because you understood very well: wolves. And you had a remedy for those wolves: burn down the forest with the wolves inside. If that’s really progress, you can leave me out of it.