Light the Lights

As a final goodbye, Blue Sky Studios came together and gave Scrat a send off on their own terms.

It’s pretty likely that it’s a four digit number, and as there are four digits chosen there, that means that there cannot be any repetition. This mean that there are:

No, no, no. Don’t base your deductions of psychology. Let’s talk chemistry. When you first press a button, there’s more of the natural oils on your skin, and therefore it wears down the numbers on the keys faster. Obviously 0 is the first one, then. Try 0791 first.

The light is green.

"I think I can punch red dots now." ~ Blepregard

How do we feel about authority?

Writing one’s home-nesting tendencies around resale value is itself playing into the Devil’s hands.

Paint your walls. Install catwalks for your kitties. Transform your home into a hobbit-hole or the innermost chambers of a D&D dungeon owned by a particularly campy lich. Grow a rainforest of plants in your southern-exposure window rooms or strangle your house in vines.

“Scared cat gets saved by two French guys”

1) those two guys don’t know each other at all, they both stopped independently when they saw the kitten

2) they both come to the conclusion that it was abandoned, and seem really distraught and concerned as to how it ended up there

Moto: No! There’s a little kitten in the road! You’re kidding!

Pinkgrey: *something unintelligible*

M: Yeah, yeah!

P (in English, to an oncoming driver): Stop!

M (to the kitten): No! Come here, you. *kissing noises* C’mon. Little one, what are you doing here? No, little one.

P: *unintelligible*

M: I don’t know. I’d take him, but unfortunately I’m allergic. But, y’know, can’t leave him here. ??? little one, c’mon. Lost, someone abandoned him. How did he end up here?

P: Give him to me.

M: Are you gonna take him? Oh, thank you so much. ???, fortunately.

P: *unintelligible*

M: But it’s so weird that he was here, in the middle of the road. Oh, he’s so cute.

*cut*

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Some stuff that’s not quite as obviously mainstream, too?

And this one.

I pass these two guys and they whistle and one made cat noises and one asked “hey missy, where are you going dressed like that?”

and I was trying to walk past but it looked like they were about to follow me so I tried to say “back off” or “go to hell” but I was flustered because I’ve never been catcalled before and I said loudly “BACK TO HELL”