What's aq?
Oompa loompa doompety doo I've got a perfect puzzle for you Oompa loompa doompety dee If you are wise you'll listen to me
What do you get when you capture and cage Tiny elephants filled with wisdom and rage? Forcing them to work against their own will What do you think they'll do when they've had their fill?
Oompa loompa doompety dack If you're not cruel, they won't attack You will live in happiness too Like the Oompa Loompa doompety do
They may be small but they're clever and bright With memories long and a thirst to fight They'll band together while you sleep at night And stomp on your toes with all of their might!
Oompa loompa doompety dight Listen to now and set things right You can befriend them instead of enslave And they'll trumpet your name from tunnel to cave
What can you gain from your wicked small zoo? When friendship and trunk-shakes are waiting for you? The karma returning from your evil schemes Will haunt all your days and plague all your dreams!
Oompa loompa doompety doo Treat little creatures with respect that's true Oompa loompa doompety dee Set those wee elephants instantly free!
I'm never sure if asking about someone's medical status is impolite or not, so I'll just say I genuinely hope you're well now, and fuck cancer.
And I've been told similar. My doctor always thinks I'm on the verge of passing out. I'm not. I'm just over here silently reciting the Lord's prayer, or "om Mani padme hum" or whatever I think might distract my brain haha. I never give em a fight, but my brain has to be elsewhere
I mean, it's possible, I suppose? I've never been stung by a penis. I've taken a lot of dick, but I didn't even know they could sting!
Please do. Some of us learn by reading diatribes on subs like this one
To really cement your dominance try not pulling out. They'll feel very subordinate they have to clench and hover on the car ride home so they don't get white stains in their pants.
Nah, it legit is, though. Just because someone or most someones understand how something happens doesn't mean it isn't magic anymore. It just means that we have a hard magic system. We understand our magic so well that we've stopped seeing it as magical, but if you take a step back and take a look at the big picture it becomes clear that the world is magical, and everything around us is this amazing, often confusing, incredible tapestry of Wonder and awe. The world has just ground us down so much that we feel like wonder is strictly for children, that we're not allowed to feel wonder anymore. Embrace the magic. Even if you know how it works.
I mean the unnatural state of inserting something into my veins! It's not right, it's not natural, and it goes against all rules of God and man.
I deal better if I can get them to agree to draw from the wrist or back of my hands, it hurts more, but it's much more dealable. But when they pull from the inside of the elbow? My brain shuts down and I have to distract myself or I'll hyperventilate. It's panic inducing, and has nothing to do with the pain or physical sensation. Best way I can describe it is if you have arachnophobia, it's not like being in a room with a spider, it's like allowing one to crawl around on your face or the back of your neck and being told to sit there calmly. It's fucking horrible.
I don't like any needles in me, but blood draws are the absolute fucking worst. Fevers give me the same panic feeling, but coupled with full body aches and pain in my joints
I've had broken bones, puncture wounds, kidney stones, I got stabbed by a blade shaped rock that nicked my right kidney, I've cut the heel almost off of my foot, slit my leg open to the bone, shocked bad enough to knock me unconscious, head wounds, back pain, neck pain... The list goes on. I dealt. I'd like to say fairly well.
... But a fever or a blood draw? I cannot fucking function
Computer, arch.
Computer! Arch!
Computer! Exit this hell hole! Arch!
... Why am I never in a holodeck when I wish I was in a holodeck
I mean, I figured it was more meme-y than accurate, but good to know. Still, they're smart as fuck and mourn their dead, and seem to have rituals, sacred spaces, and generational knowledge. Shrink them suckers down and let me give a whole herd of petite pachyderms a patch of paradise, please
Shut up, my paper isn't due until Sunday, and I needed make this pillow cases today!