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[Gentlefish]

Stranger on the internet told me I am right and that he is happy he learned something new today.

wat

ヽ༼° ͟ل͜ ͡°༽ﾉ RAISE UR DOTCHLINGS ヽ༼° ͟ل͜ ͡°༽ﾉ

[Il Palazzo]

Stranger on the internet told me I am right and that he is happy he learned something new today.

wat

Either he was trolling you or Jesus is finally coming back.

[Hanslanda]

I've never been shy about the fact that I hate winter. Loathe it. Despise it. The cold makes every bone in my body hurt, every joint feel like a knife is through it, reminds me of every wound I've ever had. People drive like bigger dumbasses than usual, you have to wake up earlier to get to work on time, and scraping the ice off your windows every morning is a nuisance. Shoveling snow is work on top of everything else you have to do, and if you get too much, you have to climb up on the damn roof to knock it down. Don't even get me started on the barrage of holiday bullshit that I'd rather never see again.

Winter is a pain, literally and figuratively. I'd do without if I could, but I'm stuck in the middle of winter territory.

All of this.

I'm kind of more inured to the pain of cold temperatures than the people of this region, though, so I often come out looking like an awesome badass. The other day I came to work with a long-sleeve shirt and a jacket over my arm, and everyone was like, "WTF it's so fucking freezing out how are you not cold."

For one, it was fucking fifty, you goddamn pansies. For two, I was raised for the majority of my life in South Dakota and Colorado. You know not the pain of winter. Not until you say, "Hey, let's build a snow fort under our deck!"

And your friend replies, "Why would we do that? All we have to do is knock open a door and we already have a snow house built under, around, and over your deck."

Once, growing up, it was so cold and the wind-driven snow so powerful, I had to run fifteen feet at a time, drop to my face, dig a hole deep enough to get my head into, WAIT FOR FEELING TO RETURN TO MY PRECIOUS FACIAL FEATURES, then run another fifteen feet.

No, see, it gets chilly here. It hasn't been cold yet. Cold is spitting and watching it bounce.

[smjjames]

Less of a wtf and more of a 'what in the wierd'

I'm sorry

A tin was sold for €124,000 at Sotheby's on May 23, 2007;

One of Manzoni's friends, the artist Agostino Bonalumi, claimed that the tins are full not of faeces but plaster;[6] in contrast, Manzoni's girlfriend Nanda Vigo, who helped him produce the cans, claimed the contents really were faeces.[citation needed] Vigo's assertion is disputed by Manzoni's brother and sister.[citation needed] An art dealer from the Gallery Blu in Milan claims to have detected a fecal odor emanating from a can.[7] The cans are steel, and thus cannot be x-rayed or scanned to determine the contents, and opening a can would cause it to lose its value; thus, the true contents of Artist's Shit are unknown.

they don't even know if there's actual shit in the can

[i2amroy]

I'm kind of more inured to the pain of cold temperatures than the people of this region, though, so I often come out looking like an awesome badass. The other day I came to work with a long-sleeve shirt and a jacket over my arm, and everyone was like, "WTF it's so fucking freezing out how are you not cold."

I know that feeling every time I go back to my parent's house (though it's not quite that intense for me). Most of AZ is pretty hot, but Flagstaff (by virtue of being at 7,000 feet elevation) is the type of place that spends 1/3rd of the year at 30 degrees. We don't necessarily get much snow (being a very dry state), but the constant below freezing temperature combined with the fact that we have a pretty much constant wind chill factor between -10 and -40 degrees gets to you after a while (though it does mean that if the wind ever stops everyone treats it like a gorgeous day and is out in their t-shirts, regardless of if it's only 38 degrees outside ). As a result every time I go home I end up being that guy walking around in t-shirts while everyone else is wearing their heavy jackets.

[Arcvasti]

Lovecraft's most terrifying piece of writing ever

[King Kravoka]

Lovecraft's most terrifying piece of writing ever

TL;DR: Lovecraft is a cat person.

[smeeprocket]

Also a huge racist.

I mean, I love his writings and the resulting games I participate in, but anytime I am playing Call of Cthulhu with friends, it's always in the back of my mind what a massive bigot he was.

I have no idea why anyone made the reanimator into a movie, I mean, the movie isn't racist, but that story was bad.

[KingofstarrySkies]

-snip-

Come to Canada. Taste the pain.

[BlackFlyme]

Almost everything is packed and ready to be moved.

Mom's boyfriend came downstairs. Saw some pillows that my mom bought complained that they "look gay".

I don't understand.

[Orange Wizard]

He's using "gay" in the immature schoolboy sense.

[pisskop]

:|  They  . . . look gay.

He could mean literally like they'd belong to the stereotypical gay man, or that they are stupid, or they dont fit in?

Sounds like he's got a butt full of hurt.

He's using "gay" in the immature schoolboy sense.

this.

[Aseaheru]

That or he is using it in the biblical sense.

But I dunno, do they look happy?

-Dang ninja-

[EnigmaticHat]

I think Orange Wizard has it right.

[Dutchling]

Mom's boyfriend came downstairs. Saw some pillows that my mom bought complained that they "look gay".

That doesn't sound right to me, but I don't know enough about pillow homosexuality to disagree with him.