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hall and mannes: oh-oh, here she comes / watch out, grain, she'll chew you up / oh-oh, here she comes / she's an oat-eater

a "harusmex" was an attractive young man who was disemboweled for the purposes of reading the future from his entrails. while the practice is largely discontinued today, consensus among historians is that "it was fine" and "they'd just bounce back between deviations so what's the big deal."

when you're off-duty in the hangar you can fuck the pulse cannon no problem. but in a fight the other pilot dies. so it's probably some sort of aerosolized hostility particle that's doing it and not the gun. but could you put in a requisition for four or five other pulse cannons with different resonant frequencies and barrel diameters, just to be safe

realis...,,,,,,,,,,,

spending enough time around a certain kind of person unlocks your ability to sense a shounen-esque 'punning intent.' and it feels exactly the same way when it gets set off

no such thing as a panacea* of course but it would actually do many of you good to have a giggle attack get off this app and get some chicken and pasta, stat *not including the vibrant green liquid my friend has been making in the bathtub for four years

notes on a post aren't currency. did we all miss that? I feel like we all missed that.

much to be said about how heinous the it crowd is (par for the course for a show written by notorious bigot graham linehan, obviously) but it's also just genuinely bad on its own merits as well. i've never had the thought "i wish i was watching the big bang theory instead" before.