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At most, a week. Family would notice otherwise.

I'm sorry that your relationship with yours isn't good.

The more underhand tactics all get a pass though. Outright lying to the suspect(s). Other dirty tricks to get, and keep, the suspect(s) talking without access to legal representation. Prison snitches who somehow obtain a perfect confession with details that only the perpetrator would know... but also the police who totally wouldn't coach the sort of person who'd do anything for less time behind bars.

And there's often the implication that suspects who jump the hoops and get legal representation, otherwise keeping their mouths shut are uncooperative scum who are probably guilty and should be thought of poorly, when it's a perfectly valid way to act even if you're completely innocent. In fact, it's the best way to act because you have no idea if the police are corrupt and/or lazy and are looking to pin the crime on someone, anyone, and that might well be you.

OP's example is having a toilet paper accident and poking their own rectum, which I doubt is the most painful thing in the world and other people are going for the "most painful" interpretation, so I thought I'd cover all bases.

If we're talking about unpleasant sensations, there's one I get that makes me feel nauseous that I can only describe as being like a smooth grooved surface with unwanted lumps in it and I'm travelling and lurching over it in some unseen dimension. (I've actually met at least one other person who described this without me mentioning it first, so it might be somewhat common. I have no idea.)

I was watching a Let's Play video of a video game the other day and the texture for the water's surface in-game somehow reminded me of it, and it made the video hard to watch.

If we're talking about actual pain, I've had food-related (possibly also medication-related) stomach pain that had me curled in a ball thinking I was going to die and then thinking that might not actually be such a bad idea because then the pain would stop.

I now assume that that must be similar to what some people go through with period cramps. No way I'd want to do that once a month. The handful of times it happened to me was more than enough.

Honourable mention: The weird sting and sensation that isn't actually a smell but is somehow in my nose if I accidentally touch a hidden juvenile thistle in a lawn. Those things are prickly monsters that are just a shade bluer than grass and you often don't see them until you've put your hand on one. Other sharp pains sometimes trigger that "smell" as well. I always associate it with the colour of those thistle leaves though.

This feels like a recipe for screen burn, but I assume whatever elements the watch uses for pixels don't do that, and it's just the bad side of nostalgia making me feel that way.

There's the old saying: "If you have to ask how much it costs, you can't afford it."

So they're either incompetent, are hoping you are, or they're playing to this logic and only want rich customers.

These options are not mutually exclusive either.

We'll only rejoin if it makes the rich people who live here a lot of money, and that would have to be as soon as possible after that happens.

Otherwise, picture a child sitting, pouting and petulant, arms folded tight, on a stool in a corner saying "no!"

There's a vague possibility of long-term gains turning their heads as well, but the armchair physicist and psychologist in me thinks that the gain would need to be proportional to the square of time in order get through their greedy little brains.

My parents were of the opinion they were an elaborate hoax until they had me draw what I saw in one of them.

This was in a newspaper 30 or so years ago maybe. The image was accompanied by a depth-map image of what should be visible, but they covered that up. Then they asked if I'd looked at the newspaper before them because, even with my terrible art skills, it was clearly what was in the depth-map version.

I think they believed me in the end though.

FWIW, I can see them and am probably some level of ADHD or autistic. I would have expected the correlation to be the other way around to be honest, i.e. more neurodiverse folks can see magic eye images than neurotypicals, but our two data points aren't enough to say one way or the other, only that maybe neurodiversity has nothing to do with the ability after all.

2140000000 for decimal round number enjoyers

0x7FEEDBAC for hexadecimal pun enjoyers

Edit: See responses for why this probably wouldn't work. Nonetheless, if I was a grower I might look into it anyway just to see what happens. How much could a dry corner of a field affect margins anyway...

Fun fact: Rice can be grown in the dry. The reason it's grown in the wet is that, unlike other grasses, it tolerates being grown in the wet, and so the water protects the rice from unspecified environmental factors.

My point here being the question as to whether the factors that destroy rice in the dry are worse than these flamingos. And if not, there's a solution presenting itself here.

Obligatory caution that that can backfire if the recipient insists that the debtor counts the pennies. Or if the creditor refuses the pennies entirely, which is legal in some jurisdictions. (e.g. in the UK, pennies and 2p coins are legal tender up to amounts of only 20 pence. Anything beyond that is left to the discretion of the recipient.)

Well, no, but in a sense, I kind of was. The ovum already existed and had for <mother's age at the time> years, but the exact sperm did not. I came along too much later for that to have been possible. But my DNA was all there. Just not assembled in the right order yet.

Alternatively, if you believe in reincarnation, I still might have been. I have at least one relative who was there who didn't make it to my birth. Maybe I'm one of them come back.

If that was a conscious choice, that may have been a mistake, but that's another story.

The site malfunctioned for me because of the NoScript browser extension, so for a second I thought I'd somehow become colour-blind.

Once I sorted that problem, it loaded the example images properly and they all look different to me, confirming that I'm not colour-blind.

You mean, right-click and save-as the images that are built into the site before uploading them somewhere else? That seems unnecessary. Anyone could grab those from the site themselves. Or use the site.

The site malfunctioned for me because of the NoScript browser extension, so for a second I thought I'd somehow become colour-blind.

Once I sorted that problem, it loaded the example images properly and they all look different to me, confirming that I'm not colour-blind.

Oh man, I was freaking out for a second after clicking one of the simulations and seeing no difference from the regular image. Then I thought to check whether NoScript had blocked scripts from the site. Yeah. So, it hadn't loaded the simulated image and I was seeing the original.

TBH, this is barely any different from marketing promising that a product will have a feature that the development team only find out about later purely by accident when upper management asks about it.

Well, once you've had your country invaded by rabid psychopaths, there's bound to be some gene admixture (to put that far too mildly) and so you've a chance that their descendents, even if it's recessive and rare, will have the desire go on to do the same.

Of course, rabid psychopathy and the urge to invade other places can also come about on its own, but when you look at the way the Vikings and their Germanic cousins invaded western Europe a thousand years or so ago, and then note what happened a few hundred years later, it has to make you wonder whether it might have only happened the once.

That this happened around April Fools' makes me think that someone forgot to instruct it not to partake in any activities associated with that date. The fact it chose The Simpsons' address in its (feigned?) confusion is a dead giveaway (to me) that it was trying to be funny.

Or rather, imitating people being funny without any understanding of how to do that properly.

Its explanation afterwards reads like a poor imitation of someone pretending to not know that there was a joke going on.

It could be owned by an entity called Sutton Snax. That probably isn't what they're going for, but it could be read that way.

Now, x-apostrophe might be (more?) correct in that instance but it's far more forgivable than any interpretation as a plural.