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It looks exactly like a 'rad car' that I doodled in my social studies notebook after slamming two bottles of Robitussin.

The child would have to wake up and stand before the shit slide every morning.

Makes a shit ton more sense than Grand Old Party.

There was also an unsettling retelling of Beowulf via awkward English dub. Watched now, it would probably be charming, but 4 year old me was petrified when the cuddly looking Grendel bit off a man's head and you could see the stalks of arteries poking out of the neck stump.

I also watched the first episode of MadBalls more times than is probably healthy.

My dad made bootleg copies of just about every vhs he rented until the mid 90s.

The ones that were for kids he imprinted with red or blue tape, all the others black.

I have no idea what my mom did with that wall of tapes once he was gone, at this point she doesn't remember either.

The main tape I remember rewatching was the Raggedy Ann movie from the 80s that got super psychedelic and had elements of body horror.

And also, if one of the wheel motors breaks down will the inevitably obtuse software of the car allow me to drive on three wheels, or will it sit idle until a certified technician arrives and inputs a service code?

This vibes with me, but fifteen years ago me.

Installed Ubuntu on my first netbook and had to sit in the stairs to the second floor jacked into the single Ethernet cable we had for a few hours to troubleshoot it.

I haven't used every distro, but it seems like most of them are plug and play these days.

Oh great, the crab-apologists have showed up

Not gonna lie, she raised my bar once or twice in the 90s.

Name checks out.

This post reminded me to take my meds.

Any pilots or flight crew here want to chime in?

Would a round of applause on landing brighten your day, or be tiresome and embarrassing?

Surely, it was the joint of marijuana weed last week that caused the accident! /S

Welcome to the service industry. The dish washer usually has the best hook up.

But... It may alert you to the existence of a game that has a completely different mechanic than the one presented in the ad!

Beer was the only drink you could get in prole pubs. The proles were supposed not to drink gin, though in practice they could get hold of it easily enough. The game of darts was in full swing again, and the knot of men at the bar had begun talking about lottery tickets. Winston's presence was forgotten for a moment. There was a deal table under the window where he and the old man could talk without fear of being overheard. It was horribly dangerous, but at any rate there was no telescreen in the room, a point he had made sure of as soon as he came in.

"E could 'a drawed me off a pint,' grumbled the old man as he settled down behind a glass. 'A 'alf litre ain't enough. It don't satisfy. And a 'ole litre's too much. It starts my bladder running. Let alone the price.'

'You must have seen great changes since you were a young man,' said Winston tentatively.

The old man's pale blue eyes moved from the darts board to the bar, and from the bar to the door of the Gents, as though it were in the bar-room that he expected the changes to have occurred.

'The beer was better,' he said finally. 'And cheaper! When I was a young man, mild beer -- wallop we used to call it -- was fourpence a pint. That was before the war, of course.'

-1984

At the Science and Industry museum in Chicago they have/had step by step see-through models of a woman's guts before, during, and after pregnancy.

I took a date there and we had a great time. Arrived at that exhibit and we just stood there for a minute, witnessing how jumbled up the post pregnancy innards were.

I said, "I'll never do that to you."

She said, "Thank you."

Uteri*

Lol rite? Cu Monday!!!

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Nothing But Trouble is the movie for those curious.