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YOUR VIBES ARE RANCID AND THE CONSTRUCTION OF YOUR WIZARD STAFF IS AMATURISH AT BEST 2/10

ranking the best things I have heard surgeons say mid-surgery:

1. "Five second rule!" while scrubbed, after dropping a sterile scalpel on the floor (no they did NOT pick it up again but I swear everyone's buttholes puckered)

2. (spoken during the closing of a particularly long and difficult case) "Nurse - my tunes." :heavy metal starts blasting:

3. Gently to a fretful patient, pre-anaesthesia: "It's going to be okay. I promise, I've dealt with worse." As soon as the patient is unconscious: "This is literally the worst thing I've ever seen."

4. [okay this one was a med student] "Wowwww, that's so gross!!" Reg: "Please remember that [patient] is awake for this procedure." Student to patient: "Oh my god. I am so sorry, that was really unprofessional - " Patient, cheerfully, also engrossed with what's happening inside them on the screen: "Nah - it's, like, super gross, right?"

5. [another procedure where the patient couldn't be put under GA] Patient: *starts singing country roads midway through the procedure* Surgeon: *shrugs and joins in with surprisingly good harmony*

atreidespacito

treecitysessions

forgamers

prokopetz

I approve of powerscaling discourse only in utterly senseless contexts. I don't give a shit about which shōnen protagonists could beat up which other shōnen protagonists, but I will 100% read your five thousand word essay exploring the subtle nuances of establishing a tiered ranking of the Smurfs.

prokopetz

"Could Batman beat Captain America" trite, tedious, bullshit. "Could Deadpool beat Roger Rabbit" now you have my attention.

uinferno

ycoil

my scifi fiction job is to be the shaman who used to have love, light, and a village, but now lives alone, crippled, in the middle of the wasteland, crawling around the sections of a crashed space vessel, i wear tattered robes, hunting rats with pieces of rebar, and drink the ship fuel, constantly tripping with glowing green blue eyes. the protagonist comes to learn about their anscestoral past because its all like in the computer that i dont have the Special Pendant Key and we have a weird "convening with the crazy hermit interaction" where i teach them the importance of The Flow inbetween babbling gibberish. the protag goes to sleep and has swirling dreams before waking up the next morning, runs out just in time to witness 4-5 soldiers of The Order executing me in the sand, protag has no choice but to flee leaving nothing but a single tear drop that the desert greedily drinks in seconds