Welcome to my life. Sorry about the mess

dude, this is really scary, and liminal as well. It's like the bathrooms

This looks like an opportunity to steal his shoelaces

scientists are in labs right now creating the thinnest and worst material known to mankind so they can make women’s clothing

Oh he's definitely eating it

scientists are in labs right now creating the thinnest and worst material known to mankind so they can surreptitiously eat it

YELLOW-SHAFTED NORTHERN FLICKER MY BELOVED ANGEL

In science it's important to resist the natural human impulse to ascribe telos to inanimate things. The things we study simply are; while their interactions may reliably produce certain outcomes, this does not imply that the production of these outcomes is what those things are "for". So, yes, the ray often causes death, but that doesn't make it a "death ray".

Bear religion probably fucking rocks. You're a fucking bear, you're the deadliest thing on earth, once a year an endless supply of salmon just flings itself up the river to gorge on and then you nap for 3 months.

The most delicious food in the world is protected by tiny demons who can defend it from everyone except you. Your natural armor is thick enough that you can just eat the damn hive while they buzz around you. God's chosen animals right there

love the idea of bears being the chosen species actually. having a near death experience and glimpsing heaven and realising it's just full of bears, no humans at all, humans not ensouled actually, humans an accidental byproduct of God's plan for bears

"You're smoking too much weed," says the guy who got addicted to manosphere podcasts on his orb and started a fascist militia with a side hobby of deliberate environmental destruction. Started cutting down trees to own the woke elves.

some interesting connections being drawn between the concept of a “good” man and a “soft” man that suggests it’s difficult to conceptualize a “good” man who is cranky, cantankerous, ornery, stand-offish, and still a decent person, similar to how difficult it is for some people to picture a “good” woman who’s a bit of a mean cunt.

sometimes I think you’re all just grooming each other to be spineless fawning service animals instead of figuring out how to actually show up as an equal and a comrade.

people love a cranky loner with a heart of gold in fiction but because real people don't helpfully demonstrate the identifying character tropes they won't extend them the patience and curiosity necessary to find out who they are beyond the unprepossessing exterior

as a child being told "the moon controls the tides" with no additional explanation was like. oh okay. you want me to believe in magic? you're talking about magic right now? okay. fine