Bwahaha, more disciples!
Bwahaha, more disciples!
I do the Pickle Rick at inopportune times. My darling husband found me a Bic lighter with a pickle on it...I’ve taken to yelling ‘pickle Biiiic’ for no particular reason because it amuses me.
...I liked the Schrodinger’s Cat joke...I’d read about quantum suicide a few weeks before that ep aired and it fucked with me. Then to see this episode screwed me up for a bit...(disclaimer: I smoke a lot of pot...it helps...)
I am usually manic and full of self loathing, so it works great for me. Plus the sickly dark humor is right up my alley.
I luuurrve R+M. I got turned onto it when I stumbled across the episode where they bury themselves. I was so utterly appalled and confused (I had started it in the middle), that I had to keep going. The ending sealed it.
I work at a DG... I swear if this happened at my store it would be the highlight of my damn day.
If it’s an white American woman who swears it’s no big deal, call her a cunt. When she gets upset, tell her it’s no big deal. That gets the point across. (I say American cuz I know it’s used more freely and less offensively else where.) I don’t know a good equivalent for a man...
DUDE I’ve been trying to get my husband to understand that. He occasionally uses it with my black coworker. Coworker seems cool with it, but I dunno.
Baba Yaga decor is super simple. Throw some paint or rocks on some bone, and voila, pretty, elegant and simple decorations for your humble chicken leg house.
Dried bones won’t attract bugs. I wear bone jewelry and have skulls hanging on my porch. No bugs care for them.
I have a dog and raccoon skull hanging on my front porch. Does that count? Human parts are hard to come by.
I used two of my cat’s leg bones for a little purse handle. I quickly dismantled that because I feared losing/breaking the bones. That cat was my best friend, I didn’t want to lose bits and pieces of her, lol. The piece was adorable, in my opinion. I might make another with the raccoon I have.
I can make authentic bone jewlery. What’s your pick, raccoon, opossum, deer? I might have some coyote left. And some random bird bits.
Nice to know that my being crazy and not wearing shoes unless absolutely necessary has become a trending thing these last few years.
Aha you got an old smartie. They’re the worst. Er...best
I’m sorry, but that’s funny shit. I love it. I mean, I hate it for you, but the mental imagery is great.
I’ve had luck with luring them with food. Ham is a fine treat, as is turkey and chicken. Sometimes I can get them to cooperate by tossing some food in there, dropping them in and getting it all buttoned up while they’re eating.
While amazing when it works, sometimes it doesn’t. And they can contort in the damnedest ways.
You can also put them in butt first. If you’re cat is partial to being snuggled or held, pick them up, love on them and say soothing things [or curse them, as long as it’s in a soothing voice] and ease them into the cage. Do it quick it enough, they won’t have time to put up a fight before you shut the door. And it…
You go, Mama.