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When fighting a Dry Bones in Mario & Luigi: Brothership and defeating it via a jump counterattack on its flying head, a glitch can occur whereby the Dry Bones's head will remain on the battlefield after the enemy itself dies.

Note the floating head behind Mario near the left edge of the screen in the footage. The head will remain there until the end of the battle.

This is the most real MTG post of all time cause I'll give you one guess which of these two cards was an absolute menace in standard and had to be banned and which one hasn't seen any play since getting reprinted

Treznor, the Eternal Flame: *3 paragraphs of text* -> Widely maligned, considered basically useless

We… were not. 

War had ravaged us, and sickness, and war once again, until our population dwindled beyond the point of recovery. We struggled against that, of course… we used genetic manipulation, and cloning, and even more desperate measures. None succeeded. When the humans came, we were sinking into apathy, only a few tens of us left. We had begun to discuss whether we should commit a mass suicide, or simply wait to fade away. 

And then the young species came, in their clumsy ships, and they asked us why we were so few. 

“We are becoming extinct,” we told them. “We have passed the point of recovery.” 

It is custom to avoid the races that are dying – once a species reaches the point of inevitable extinction, even war is suspended, and the fiercest enemy pulls back. The custom was born of plagues and poisons that could be carried forth from a dying world to afflict a healthy one, but it has the implacable weight of tradition now. After we are gone, after they have waited for the prescribed period of quarantine, there will be a fight for our world. Habitable worlds are few, and this is a good one, with plenty of free groundwater and thriving vegetation. It is a bitter thing to be grateful for the custom that allows us to die in peace, but we are grateful.

But the humans don’t know that custom, and they do not leave. They seem distraught, when we tell them we are dying, and try to offer their aid - but their technology is behind ours, and it is too late. When they realize that they can’t save us, though, they do something that bewilders us. 

Which apparently is a reference to a SNL sketch from 1970s, which is odd but also not completely batshit crazy

But what is crazy is that senator Lindsey Graham in the background, who was not actively part of the conversation, then interrupting to respond with “well I wouldn’t say ignorant”

If you say the West End today, even the most Bostony Bostonian would have to take a second to remember you’re talking about Government Center and the area around there. That’s not to say it’s not thought of or marked on maps (there’s even a plaque commemorating the old neighborhood; predictably Boston, there’s a coffeehouse nearby), or that nothing important happened there (the historic Quincy Market is part of that neighborhood, as is a plaque commemorating the now-famous “Come here, Watson, I need you” phone call that made Alexander Graham Bell a household name).

The neighborhood, at the time, was typical “working poor” Boston, row after row of brownstone tenements, of which only 42 Lomasney is left, known now as alternately The Last Tenement, 42 Lowell (the original name of the street), or “That weird-ass house near the Garden that I think a mobster used to live in”.

A very long, complicated story short, the neighborhood, in the 50s, was declared blighted. Some say it might’ve been; the neighborhood had it’s population drop in the last few years of it’s existence, leaving many abandoned buildings, and was close enough to the old Combat Zone that spillover could happen. Others say it was political; Hynes had a vendetta against the neighborhood that supported a rival candidate for mayor and was going to take it out on them come hell or high water. There are also race (the neighborhood was traditionally Italian and Jewish) and classist (the buildings that replaced the high-density tenements were expensive high-rises in a particularly convenient part of the town for those with money) explanations as well. The result was the same, however, and a huge part of historic old Boston was ripped up, with the buildings destroyed being replaced by some of the ugliest and most poorly designed buildings in Boston (I don’t remember if it’s the new City Hall or the new Courthouse there, but for one of the buildings, you have to go outside to go from one side of the building to the other).