Maybe they can try crystals, or magnets.
Ooo! OOO! Photograph their aura!
Chefdano3
joined 2 years ago
As long as they got their Luigi board from a witch, or a vegan.
It should be pretty common knowledge that lie detector tests are completely bogus and can't be trusted. They're not admissible in court cases. Polygraph tests are proven to be made up pseudoscience.
They might as well try using crystal pendulum tests to dowse out the national security threats.
Oh man, I've seen Brazil imperial and it sounded like something my friends and I would love. Kinda seems similar to terraforming mars, which is a game we play when we get the chance, but different in a lot of way that seem like a lot of fun.
I don't think I could convince my friends to play herdeitos do khan, but I know I would love a game like that.
That a pretty sweet collection you got there, I hope you get a chance to play them. Lol
I think a lot of it comes from thought correlation traps that people easily fall into. The path goes as such
Guys, going into girls bathrooms are creepy sex perverts. -> Guys pretending to be girls going into girls bathrooms are even creepier sex perverts. -> Pedophiles are the creepiest of sex perverts -> Trans people are creepy pedophiles
It's all baseless assumption and bias, and full of logical fallacy's but an incredibly easy train of thought that follows normalized cultural perceptions for decades. That's why people get stuck on those issues, when it really shouldn't be a big deal at all.
I started my new job a few weeks ago after being unemployed for 6 months. Last week, my 2 year old twins, after I stand by the door and tell them goodbye and that I'm leaving for work, unprompted, started running up to me saying "no daddy, kiss youuuu" and demand I kneel down so they can give me goodbye kisses on each cheek before I leave.
This is now a daily thing. It is the best damn thing in the world.
Sweet! That's exciting! What games did you get?
That's because it omits what all of the things lost get replaced with. The time spent with your kid is incredible. Yes your YouTube playlist gets taken over by baby shark, but also you get to see them go from a lump that can barely move, to being able to do situps, then walk, then run up to you and start clapping their hands making the baby shark motions, and start cackling with the most genuine laughter you will ever hear in you life as you get up off the couch and pretend to scream "oh no the baby shark is gonna get me" as they chase you around the house.
It's good times.
It's also bad times. Like when you have to tell them no, or stop, or bed time, and they scream the scream of pure despair, as nothing in life could possibly be as painful, as terrible, as inhumanly awful as being told you're not allowed to roll around in the broken glass that you just shattered on the ground by wildly throwing your teddy bear across the room.
Your life becomes singularly focused, You lose almost all of the things you were before, but your life is always interesting and meaningful. Except to other people. Other people think your hobbyless, in bed at 8 life, is boring.
Good, Staples is a terrible company. I stopped shopping there years ago.
I have twins.
Can confirm. totally accurate
Oh that's easy. When you have kids, you stop having time for those hobbies. So you don't have to worry about spending money on them anymore.
Life is experienced only by those who live it. The thing that keeps me not going through with it, is literally FOMO. As much as life is filled with things that suck, and things that I hate, I know there is the very real possibility that something new will come along that I will have regretted not getting to experience.
When I remember the things that I have experienced since the time I tried to kill myself I'm high school, I am glad I didn't. I would've regretted not making the new friends I did, and meeting the love of my life, and all of the the great times I've had, even though the shitty times that drove me to the edge, still persisted.
When I remember the things that I have experienced since the time I tried to kill myself in college, I am glad I didn't. I would've seriously regretted missing out on the freedom of independent living, and the parties with friends, and precious memories I've made in that time.
When I remembered the time I tried to kill myself after loosing my 3rd job in a row, and hanging on the edge of poverty for just one too many times, I'm glad I didn't. I would of seriously regretted missing out on buying my first house, and never getting to meet my baby girls.
When I think now, that life is shit, and not worth continuing, I remember those past times and know that it was impossible to know what could've been ahead of me, and how glad I am I stuck around to find out. So I keep on struggling through, because I know that there's bound to be some unkown thing, at some unknown time, that I will definitely want to be around to see.