My best friend spent a week in the hospital with a life-threatening condition. Besides the almost dying part, it was the most relaxing and life-refocusing event of their adult life and they’re grateful to have experienced it. A forced reset and some compulsory solitude can be a blessing sometimes.
Were I to ever go to prison, I think I would personally love to get some solitary confinement time.
Looking forward to the future where I just think about pizza and it materializes in my mouth.
Pretty sure with the current ongoing conflicts, WWIII has already kicked off and we just haven’t fully accepted it yet.
It would be nice to see shelter and support being provided, rather than a bisected bench designed to discourage the ability to comfortably lie down for a night’s rest.
I suppose “populous” could be contextually nounified in niche circumstances.
“No kid should ever have to sleep on the streets, so we made it borderline impossible for them to physically do so. Hopefully their bootstraps figure out someplace they can sleep, because we sure as hell didn’t. You’re welcome.”
I just learned a prison in my municipality has its inmates train dogs.
I went looking for a sign up sheet. Found none :(
What’s the softest way to earn a stint in prison?
Nothing wrong with it if you were, tho. Nothing wrong with you not being, tho. Nothing wrong ever. Except maybe nonconsensual anal sex, but only because it’s nonconsensual.
Activate the magnetron!
Hotdogs are fine. They’re already cooked and ready to eat straight out of the package. Some might even say they’re palatable in this format. None will ever say they’re healthy.
That’s a lot of leading zeroes. Or you have a really awesome motorcycle with rocket engines.
The implicit desperation makes it cringe.
Possible alternative: Goth girls love me. Because I’m vulnerable and a little scared of them.
Microlights and nanolights. Love it.
Why not just go with the universal and unitless proportion of “c”?
Or, for your slowpokes, parts per million or billion of “c”.
Sweet! I can’t wait to watch them have a total change of mind and heart as they realize their mistake.
So, describe the ‘american behavior’ you’ve observed so we can all bask in the glory of the depravity you’ve seen and endured. This post seems intended as a place to vent for everyone’s entertainment. I found little to no entertainment value in reading ‘Americans’ as a comment and I have a hard time empathizing with your grievance beyond an assumption you resent how generically fat, ignorant, pushy, entitled, and rude some of them stereotypically may be. Provide some juicy details, Johannes!
Machine Against the Rage, but Also For The Right Kind of Rage a.k.a I Hate My Life but it’s Other People’s Fault and I Have Lost the Ability to Critically Think for Myself or I Never Had It to Begin With a.k.a This Band Sucks
COUGH-Applebee’s-COUGH
That’s a surprisingly apt description of Hell, at least for me.
My friend was at a much nicer hospital, albeit they didn’t see anything made of gold. They had their own room. It certainly wasn’t paradise; I think the recovery from sepsis gave them a clarity of mind and purpose that transcended the casual discomforts. Plus they were medevac’d 400km from their home, so they were more socially isolated than normal. Sort of like a monastic experience? Thankfully they have excellent insurance, so the medical costs weren’t a giant concern like they would be for most people in the US, which probably would have been mentally debilitating otherwise.