Those lifelong friendships will be tested the first time they try to help each other build the IKEA furniture.
Those lifelong friendships will be tested the first time they try to help each other build the IKEA furniture.
My right palm has a bit of graphite, from a pencil that has been there 20 plus years. I accidentally stabbed my hand once and it broke off. You can see it under the surface but covered with skin.
I also have/had (I think most have finally faded) colored pencil tips embedded in skin. I had this weird toy desk that would hold like 40 pencils standing straight up, and they only stayed in place if the points were facing up. I climbed on some furniture above this desk, predictably fell on my ass, directly on the…
Oh, I actually bit right through a piece of glass in a piece of pizza once. Somehow I managed to remove the - now 2 - pieces of glass from my mouth and avoid injury entirely. I wish I was so lucky in other circumstances.
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Same here re: pencil lead! I guess it’s like tattoo ink, lodged below the level that your skin would eventually shed it off. I remember finding out for the first time a few years ago that this actually isn’t that uncommon.
When I was very little I had a stuffed mouse named Mr. Brown Mouse. He had a pink fuzzball nose until I pulled off Mr. Brown Mouse’s nose and stuck it up my nose. My parents had to take me to the ER to remove Mr. Brown Mouse’s nose from my nose.
ahh I know someone who tripped at a beach and hit her head on a rock and a few weeks later she had a barnacle growing on her forehead.
Two things as a child: a pencil that I sat on lodged in my thigh, and an unfortunate incident with a scratch and sniff sticker that got stuck in my nostril.
A Flintstones vitamin in my nostril when I was four or five. I freaked out when I realized I'd have to wake up one of my parents at 0530 on a Saturday morning to get help, so I plugged my left nostril and blew my nose like my very life depended on it. Slowly, Barney emerged enough from my nostril and I was able to…
A very large sewing needle. Eye first. It was sticking in the arm of a chair that I sat on. By the time that I realized what had happened it was all the way in. It had shifted slightly and was trying to poke back through the skin. I thought that maybe if I pressed on the skin around the needle that I could get it to…
I have a similar pair of boots I wore through the 90s that are entirely red glitter. (I refuse to throw them out. They’re shelf art now.)
I HAVE blonde eyebrows - you’re telling me I don’t have to fill them in anymore? That I can look professional and “trendy” with just my natural barely there blonde eyebrows? I want to believe it. I do not believe it.
People: he occasionally says the word ‘modest’ around my phone in hopes the phone overlords hear him. He isn’t actually using my phone or doing anything other than once and a while poke fun at the social media algorithm when it’s already part of a conversation. The algorithm is easily enough set back by me liking a…
They look like bassoon reeds
Certainly social media is a huge factor, but there’s also the fact that people in rich nations face so few perils nowadays that too many people don’t believe that anything bad will ever happen to them. And/or they believe that if anything does go wrong, there are people and agencies who will immediately come to their…
Eh, it works out--my “nude” underwear looks nerdy, but I can wear white over it. This should be available to all.
Seems like you’re better off being a victim in an AirBnB than anywhere else, where you’re at the mercy of law enforcement believing you and not raping you themselves. At least you’ll get paid.
I dunno, this seems pretty typical of a corporation protecting it’s image. I expected this story to be more shocking. Is the spy team telling the victim not to go to the police? Now THAT would be horrifying. As it stands, I’m sure this spy team shiz is going on in tandem with the police investigation, since the victim…
Twitter was a mistake.