Probably feels great but will leave you oozing.
Stalinwolf
Does it sob while you're using it?
On the bark of a red cedar, there's an owl that's known to all! 🎶
or anything like a desktop PC
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I'm afraid to run into other hikers while on shrooms. The vikings were madmen..
I have a neighbor two blocks down who has a garden/orchard setup in their front yard. Within it are several motion-detecting sprinklers, likely intended to ward off the huge number of jackrabbits that inhabit our city. But their single most prominent function is scaring the absolute fucking shit out of me every morning on my walk to work.
I'd be such a bitch in an ancient battle. Yeah, I love the idea of roaring and swinging a weapon around whilst hulking in armor (except you know I'd be the guy who got a quilted gambeson at best), but I am so afraid of being sliced or pulverized. Imagine being in a simple knife fight. That's terrifying enough. And let's say you survive the first fight without getting your arm cleaved off or the head of an axe buried snug into your ribcage. Now what? Count your blessings and move on to the next guy within swinging range? Roll the dice on that desperate monster with a frantic look in his eye and hope you don't catch a glaive in the meantime? And say you beat him and the others? You survive the battle with manageable wounds and have to worry about the next one? Fuck that, dude. I'd be desserting on day one to live as a hermit in the woods. King can eat me arse. I'd rather live with the crones of Crookback Bog.
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I've always said that people who think cats are simple or ratty/skittish creatures have never laid with a loving cat on their chest. There are few deeper connections that a good owner and a well-loved cat. They are exceptionally bright animals.
Frustrating if true, since I've heard several people float the same conspiracy while shopping in my store, despite this not being something that we do. The price of meat (at least in Canada) has just risen to absurdities post-pandemic. I don't even buy it anymore.
'I'm not a big fan of the grind. Can you fundamentally change the way experience works to accommodate my personal preferences?"
Reading Sanderson is like reading an instruction manual. It is certainly words, and it sure has some information, but that's about where the experience ends. It doesn't exactly light up the imagination.
Dude can write an entire book and you come out of it unclear as to whether or not there are any trees in that world. Could have just as easily taken place on a slice of cheese.