TMW, as you watch the world go to shit, you thank your lucky stars that you live somewhere of no political or economic importance to anyone.
You may have to go further than that. Montana is home to Malmstrom Air Force Base, where their speciality is ICBMs. Not exactly something I would describe as being of small importance. No, no. I live where the weather is warm, the chance of dengue fever is very real, and I'm separated from any of the "big players" by a goodly expanse of water.
I see your location now in your prof.... I would rather just walk into the Nuke when the time comes. That way I don't have to suffer in the nuclear waste afterwards... though I get this bad feeling that I will survive Nuclear Armageddon and somehow survive in the new world. Might even enjoy it.
I hear ya. No one cares what my country does or thinks cos whatever it may be, it has no impact on the world. We're perfectly insignificant. No one even wants to visit us. We're like that very boring auntie who only gives out hard candy and dried plums, who lives in a cold, funny-smelling cottage and doesn't even have indoor plumbing so if you have to take a crap because of the plums you have to go to the outhouse. Ok that analogy kinda got out of hand, but anyway, I know how you feel!
Unfortunately cousin Vladimir thinks that great uncles will was invalid, and that the house really belongs to him, and he's a bad tempered man with form for using nerve agents to get his own way
Well, if he wants his cottage back, fine. It comes with a swamp, a grumpy badger, and a composter (1950s model).
Montana is, or was, the world's fifth largest nuclear power, if you measure such things by the megatonnage stationed there. Word on the inner fringes is that our lords and masters are using the destruction wrought by Maria (which was totally not caused by HAARP for just such an occasion) to buy up distressed properties at a discount there. Dunno if you caught my alter ego's posting about New Zealand, but I wouldn't be so sure that lovely islands with good weather are the safest place to be, whitey's got a certain history with regard to such places.
TMW my best buddy, a Bearded Dragon I named Goatee (An original name lemme tell ya), decides: "Hey, boss, you look like you're about to enjoy that meal. Cool, cool, but uh, I've gotta dump so, here ya go." And then I had to clean up after the bastard. My food got slightly cooler as I fixed his tank up, cleaning it and making it freshly scented. Sometimes wonder who the real boss is.
When a dragon shits, that mixture of Collard Greens and Dubia Roaches is like a stink bomb. If anyone can enjoy a meal with that smell....I would salute them.
That moment when got nothing to say! I spent it all on another thread, plus I just mowed the lawn and I'm recovering from the Heat
Guess it's time to... The epic smelly saga, brought to the world with Shenanigans, Dragons and tons and tons of Shits. All the Shits.
There's something inherently funny about a person named Moon posting a green round emoji rolling on its side laughing, when you think of that old wives' tale about the Moon being made of green cheese...
Oh, I dunno. We got a lovely and brilliantly-talented Finn (Juho Pohjonen) to play solo in the Beethoven Piano Concerto No. 4 with our local symphony this past weekend . . . surprise substitution for the artist originally billed, but I wasn't objecting. Score one for Finland! That's significant enough for me.
That moment when your research consists of googling German insults... and the most useful list you find happens to be on Buzzfeed.
I once deleted an entire Youtube/Google account because some lug nut linked a Buzzfeed video. Thus, Youtube figured I loved their content and started flooding my page with all the different channels and videos. ETA: TMW...