Fucking Lance Corporals... I mean, I've got no evidence he's a Marine, or even an American, but still, the spirit of a Lance Corporal is burning brightly inside that bear suit....
That has to be the most American thing I’ve seen. Mind, I don’t know if you are a fellow Yank. I just can totally see a US Marine doing something like that.
That moment when you open a handbag you haven't used in a long time and discover it contains 2 £20 notes you forgot were there!
Windfall!!!! ETA:On a totally, and I mean completely unrelated topic...Um, hey, Jan, can I borrow a handbag? Older the better.
TMW You feel so tired, yet again! When will I have a decent sleep schedule? This shit is killing me. I managed two decent nights in a row, and then it all went to hell. It's 5pm here, and I wanna go to bed for the night!
TMW you really want to call an ex-employee at 3:00 in the morning because you’re bored and feel like t
Tmw you're creating names for races, making up languages, and coming up with lore and histories, for a new novel and you stop and think to yourself, "Wow, my mind is so f***ing weird..."
TMW you ask a simple etymology question in a group of seemingly straight laced linguistic-type people, but nooOOOooo, how foolish you are to think anything is simple these days and that people won't politicize the most innocuous of things. Cue the cleverly hidden flamethrowers.
TMW you find out reading your girlfriend politically correct fairy-tales is either a hit or miss for a bedtime story. Turns out Red Riding Hood is funny, the Emperors new clothes not so much (more like a uranium brick from orbit bad).
c. 1200, "betraying; betrayal of trust; breach of faith," from Anglo-French treson, from Old French traison "treason, treachery" (11c.; Modern French trahison), from Latin traditionem(nominative traditio) "delivery, surrender, a handing down, a giving up," noun of action from past participle stem of tradere "deliver, hand over," from trans- "over" (see trans-) + dare "to give" (from PIE root *do- "to give"). A doublet of tradition. The Old French form was influenced by the verb trair "betray."
TMW you have an intense 20 minute standoff with a big ass spider, using bleach water. Then it decides to fall off the ceiling and disappear. It landed somewhere I think on the couch. Starting to feel a bit like Alien here, except I don't have an airlock to blow the beast out of. Fucker has me scared, send in the Marines. Nuke my house. Save yourselves.
I was sat minding my own business on here and other sites yesterday evening, when I got a visitor from above me. It dangled from the ceiling, and gently lowered itself towards my keyboard. That was the last thing it did near me... No, I didn't kill it, I caught it and threw it outside.