That’s funny that the video on that page (last under the gallery section) has two hooligan kids standing in front of the screen just happy to be blocking the view for the novelty of being recorded on video.

They got away with it because I’m still seeing them over a hundred years later.

That’s something that happens sometimes when you think you’ve opened your third eye but can’t tell if it’s actually just your buddy’s eye who is next to you.

many such cases.

I am feeling really tuned in right now. I’ve really tuned in to this content.

If you stick around long enough then Thoth/Hermes delivers these things directly to you like gnosis.

Couldn’t the chicken just stay on his side of the road?

Couldn’t the other guy walking into the bar also duck?

Couldn’t the person knocking on the door just give their normal government name?

Couldn’t people just give me an adequate amount of time to high five them? :(

They don’t have to investigate. She is a siren and she’s literally holding her two tails up and apart to show them. She’s luring them in.

Yeah and when you spend enough time staring at black light posters (to stay on theme), you realize the distinctions are much blurrier than you thought, man.

I hope this lamp has some comforting epiphanies when he learns that the powerplant providing his electricity is run by oxidizing carbon atoms whose oxidation state was reduced by the same sun that he admires.

I have renauds syndrome where my hands and feet are usually dead blocks of ice like a corpse that the Donner party couldn’t eat because it got too cold.

My feet are so hairy that I often wonder what utopia of a world I would live in if Lord of the Rings never existed.

I’m with you on being skeptical of the claim that hairy toes are a sign of good circulation.

That’s not true in the case of possessives like “my son’s toy.” In fact it’s the opposite because the apostrophe here just denotes that it’s possesive which is the opposite of the it’s vs its example.

You might have learned that it replaces part of the word “his” in “my son his toy” but that’s not the real etymology.

For the record, the culty terminology of calling each other brother and sister is not tied to the polygamy. It just comes with being a member of the cult in general.

It wouldn’t be out of place to stop a bratty twelve year old running around on Sunday and say to him “Brother Harris, I’ve already told you once to stop running in the hallways.” (Harris being the last name of the child.)

I’m not saying it isn’t 100% cult behavior, but it isn’t part of the multiple wives aspect. It’s just how they all talk to each other regardless of who is married to whom.

It’s VLC daydreaming about having a husband, as you can tell from the husband being formed entirely out of speech bubbles.

Laid down the diatomaceous earth around the perimeter.

EPEE

You are asking the Hungarian speakers if the pun translates, but as an English speaker, I’m wondering which pun you are talking about.

The pun in the alt text has a chance of being too oblique for some people to catch.

I found some humor in the face wash being cross dimensional because whenever I use my partners shampoo or body wash stuff there’s always some bizarre extra things going on with it in a way that makes “cross dimensional” a perfect satire without being mean about it.

Not saying it’s super deep but just commenting because I think I think that also serves as part of the premise of the comic.

There there buddy, I also saw the Superbowl halftime wardrobe malfunction. You aren’t alone.

All we ask of you is that you don’t reheat it in the employee break room microwave.

I think that’s really disrespectful for people to be literally buying iPhones in mass. They really deserve it if someone starts upturning tables in that situation imo.

That landmass looks a helluva lot less permanent than the bridge.