Random Thought Thread

I am not unhappy about this, but it also didn't seem right for the happiness thread somehow.

https://www.msn.com/en-ie/news/newsireland/abortion-services-made-available-in-republic-following-referendum-result/ar-BBRFoHT?ocid=mailsignout

 

More human trashing.....

 

LOL It's the alien truckinon by with the coffee that's funny!

 

This may be of use to someone when writing about emotional moments for characters.

https://www.huffingtonpost.co.uk/2014/01/06/body-temperature-changes-emotions-love-depression_n_4549145.html

 

"Santa Baby, slip a sable under the tree, for me. Been an awful good girl, Santa Baby, so hurry down the chimney tonight."

"Think of all the boys I've kissed. Think of all the fun that I... haven't missed."

 

Drunk and surrounded by pussy...cats?

 

Drunk pussy cats.

 

Devin Townsend comes touring in europe from March!!!!! AAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!! Got to see him this time around!

 

Another oldie but goodie......

 

Guess I'd better get some ears and a tail...and some friends...?

 

Forrest Gump Was Asked Three Questions Before Entering Heaven. His Answers Were Brilliant

Often times, there is more than one right answer to a question. It’s all about perspective. When someone possesses a unique way of thinking, a riddle itself can be turned upside-down, but still make sense.

This intriguing joke, sent to us by a reader, delights in the peculiar, but somehow brilliant mindset of the beloved character, Forrest Gump.

Read the witty joke below:

Sandra K.
Forrest Gump dies and goes to Heaven.

He is at the Pearly Gates, met by St. Peter himself.

However, the gates are closed and Forrest approaches the Gatekeeper.

St. Peter says, “Well, Forrest, it’s certainly good to see you. We have heard a lot about you. I must tell you, though, that the place is filling up fast, and we’ve been administering an entrance examination for everyone.

The test is short, but you have to pass it before you can get into Heaven.”

Forrest responds, “It shor is good to be here, St. Peter, sir. But nobody ever tolt me about any entrance exam. Shor hope the test ain’t too hard; life was a big enough test as it was.”

St. Peter goes on, “Yes, I know, Forrest, but the test is only three questions:

First: What two days of the week begin with the letter T?

Second: How many seconds are there in a year?

Third: What is God’s first name?”

Forrest leaves to think the questions over.

He returns the next day and sees St. Peter who waves him up and says, “Now that you have had a chance to think the questions over, tell me your answers.”

Forrest says, “Well, the first one — which two days in the week begin with the letter “T”? Shucks, that one’s easy. That’d be Today and Tomorrow.”

The Saint’s eyes open wide and he exclaims, “Forrest, that’s not what I was thinking, but you do have a point, and I guess I didn’t specify, so I’ll give you credit for that answer.

How about the next one?” asks St. Peter.

“How many seconds in a year?”

“Now that one’s harder,” says Forrest, “but I thunk and thunk about that and I guess the only answer can be twelve.”

Confounded, St. Peter says, “Twelve? Twelve!?

Forrest, how in Heaven’s name could you come up with twelve seconds in a year?”

Forrest says “Shucks, there’s gotta be twelve: January 2nd, February 2nd, March 2nd. . .”

“Hold it, ” interrupts St. Peter. “I see where you’re going with this, and I see your point, though that wasn’t quite what I had in mind…..but I’ll have to give you credit for that one, too.
Let’s go on with the third and final question. Can you tell me God’s first name”?

“Sure” Forrest replied, “it’s Andy.”

Andy?!” exclaimed an exasperated and frustrated St. Peter. “Ok, I can understand how you came up with your answers to my first two questions, but just how in the world did you come up with the name Andy as the first name of God?”

“Shucks, that was the easiest one of all,” Forrest replied.

“I learnt it from the song. . . . “ANDY WALKS WITH ME, ANDY TALKS WITH ME, ANDY TELLS ME I AM HIS OWN. . . .”

St. Peter opened the Pearly Gates and said: “Run Forrest, run.”

Each of us is so unique, no two people share the exact same experiences, or the same insights. Even a set of twins growing up in the same household and same circumstances will have vastly different memories. An out-of-the-box thinker has an ability to see things that others miss. Before announcing that someone else is wrong, imagine perhaps, that they simply have a different reality to yours.

Forrest has a way of seeing life through a unique filter. Once you experience his reality, yours will never be the same.

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I use to change the letters around or load a different keyboard language.... he was nice.

 

This explains a lot but I also see the base of a story here.....

https://theheartysoul.com/how-global-warming-and-mind-eating-parasites-are-creating-a-global-intelligence-gap

 

Drool.

 

Iain, that's a boot. I mean, we're talking actual footwear. It's not porn, in the sense that it's legal to show pics like this to kids. Its primary function does not involve inducing drool.

Just out of interest, would a picture of a left boot induce the same amount of drool as this picture of a right boot?