Do you guys think any of the animatronics kept little keepsakes from before they died?
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Do you guys think any of the animatronics kept little keepsakes from before they died?
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we need to destigmatize dropping out of college I am so serious. like dude if u realize that is Bad For You then you can just Leave. I am so fucking serious. just stop. there are other options and you don’t need to force yourself through shit you can’t do and go into debt. i promise you can just Not.
Bill Nye the Science Guy was my science teacher. When he came into class we'd all chant, "Bill Bill Bill" but also, "Science Science Science". Then one day I went to class and Bill wasn't there and it turned out he was fired. I found his apartment in a massive monolithic block and we had a heart to heart chat. He broke down into tears saying, "I really liked being your science guy".
"I really liked being your science guy" sounds weirdly poetic to me. It just sounds beautiful and I don't know why.
"You see Perry the platypus"
so we are driving down the freeway, as you do, and i see a car out of the driver's side mirror and go "hey jo, look at the car that's about to pass us, you wanna see this" because i'm sitting behind someone doing 50 in a 60 mph zone and would get around them but again, i wanted her to see it
and jo says "well that's ominous" but looks
and what we see is:
bright red
sports car
christmas tree strapped to the roof
tree covered in christmas lights already, this is not a fresh cut tree
this is already very good! we are very pleased! this is a $100k car, good on the owner to use it to transport AN ENTIRE CHRISTMAS TREE, idk what is going on but they're living their best life
the car passes us. i switch lanes to get around the dingdong doing 50.
we see the license plate reads CLAUS.
giggling ensues. speculation starts about the driver. jo is now constructing a hallmark special where santa has a rebellious lesbian daughter--who, to be clear, still goes apeshit for christmas it's a different sort of rebellious
lane change again. i pull up alongside.
this guy is living his best life oh my god
unsung benefit i think a lot of ppl are sleeping on with using the public library is that i think its a great replacement for the dopamine hit some ppl get from online shopping. it kind of fills that niche of reserving something that you then get to anticipate the arrival of and enjoy when it arrives, but without like, the waste and the money.
Found this really scary new horror game yall should check out. It's called indeed.com and it has a sequel called linkedin
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You ever think supernatural creatures that consider humans potential prey have that "cat chases a bear up a tree"-thing? Like how bears, being an apex predator, have no concept of something that's sufficiently prey-sized deciding to attack instead of fleeing, and cats have no awareness of the fact that they can die. So every once in a while a cat and a bear come face to face in the wild for the first time. A bear doesn't understand what this creature is that isn't trying to flee, and starts sniffing. A cat doesn't understand what this creature is and decides to slap it. Utterly baffled, the bear decides it's best to get out of here. The cat starts chasing because obviously anything that flees is prey.
Imagine having an Entity in your home that eats creatures like you, but has never caught a human before. It doesn't understand why this prey isn't trying to escape, the human is clearly unnerved by sensing A Presence but still keeps stubbornly sitting on the couch watching TV. The Entity moves a piece of furniture, making an eerie creaking noise, planning to raise terror in its prey as a way of playing with its food. But instead of even turning to look towards the source of the sound, the human just yells into the empty house:
"WHATEVER THE FUCK JUST MADE THAT NOISE HAD BETTER FUCK OFF, OR START PAYING RENT."
The Entiry freezes in place, and decides that whatever is going on, it's not worth the risk to find out. Better leave while it still can.
woke up after a long rest with astarion missing in his usual spot but then i saw him here??? bro what the FUCK are you doing
i talked to him and he went "ugh. you AGAIN." then went back to laying in the dirt . ok
How many siblings do you have?
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oh my god. i thought it was statistically improbable that less than 0.1% of respondents had no siblings
but no.
tumblr is just fucking broken and doesn't let you vote for "0" on a poll
Having a traumatic childhood means you cannot talk even objectively about your basic foundational experiences without it being "venting", even if you're not actually venting. You just straight up have a huge chunk of your life you can't talk about, full stop, without it being trauma dumping.
And it not being socially acceptable to talk about your own childhood is super alienating. Sometimes people want to know why, and any answer you can give them is going to be off putting.
It's to the point I get irritated when something I said is framed as venting when I'm literally just talking about my life experiences, doing my best to keep emotion out of it.
Here's to the people who weren't abused by their parents, but whose parents sucked anyways. Here's to people whose parents fucked up raising you out of ignorance and not malice. Here's to the kids whose parents didn't know what to do with you so they did nothing at all. Here's to people whose parents are getting better and growing as people but still hurt you. Here's to every mean comment that wouldn't have been so bad if it hadn't come from your mom; here's to awkward family dinners because you're all trying to forget;
here's to you, survivor of a thousand 'not as bad as it could have been' hurts. I see you. You aren't alone.
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I was just fast forwarding through a Pizzeria Simulator playthrough because I was looking for something, and it's just occurred to me how funny it is that you can put Lefty up onto the stage to perform.
Imagine you're just minding your own business, an animatronic bear suddenly shows up, it opens up in an uncanny manner to perfectly trap you inside of itself as if it had been built to hold you, it takes you to a new Freddy's location, the person from your childhood who was sort of like a cousin to you is there, and he leads you up onto the stage like "hey Charlie, so I know you must be deeply confused. Well I'm here to tell you: don't worry about it! Now dance."
what are they doing to my girl. get her off of there
bestie im so sorry but i had to do this this is so silly they r so silly i cant draw lefty for my life head in ha