>A sheep died in a bog. The top of the sheep’s back was not submerged and rotted away. The submerged parts remained perfectly preserved.
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>A sheep died in a bog. The top of the sheep’s back was not submerged and rotted away. The submerged parts remained perfectly preserved.
the first time i went to the dentist, i was eight years old, suffering from a milk tooth that wouldn't fall out. my response to the dentist putting his finger in my mouth was to bite viciously, rip his rubber glove, and lose the tooth in one fell swoop. i drew blood, the dentist's and my own.
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Something that the Americnas of this site wont even comprehend. Shit like this happens everyday in europe and we get used to it because the alternative is some yanke bullcrab
This... I'm almost sure it's a visual rendition of a Soviet sci-fi story, "Crabs crawl over an island" by Anatolij Petrovic Dneprov.
It involved a weapons experiment with autonomous drones that fed on metal on an island, observed by IIRC a pair of scientists and created by a weapons' engineer looking to make the ultimate weapon. He was expecting that the competition among them will quickly produce the ultimate killing machine... well, vehicle killing at least. I *think* they were controllable, too? Anyhow, what happened was exactly what's pictured - they fought among themselves, evolving fascinating weaponry and methods of attack.. .but it quickly became apparent the conditions favour huge, lumbering forms rather than the quick and nimble can-openers he was expecting. In the end... I can't recall if the control mechanism became lost or the simply evolved "past" it as it had no bearing on their survival, but the engineer himself died at their pincers due to having gold teeth and metal-rim glasses (which his killer consumed) and finally, the battling resulted in one huge, lumbering and useless crab which went into hibernation as the couple looked for ways to escape the island, now realizing it wasn't interested in them
It does indeed seem to be an animation based on the story. In the credits the author's name is mentioned.
The story in English is called "Crabs On The Island" not "Crabs Crawl Over An Island" for any fellow English speakers who want to look it up. At least that's the English results I got for the story. I'm sure the title before translation is probably more accurate to "Crabs Crawl Over An Island."
There's copies of the original story on the Internet Archive but they're down at the moment so I'm not able to confidently get a link.
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