ash trained him well
I really want a science fiction story where aliens come to invade earth and effortlessly wipe out humanity, only to be fought off by the wildlife.
They were expecting military resistance. They weren’t counting on bears.
Imagine coming to a hostile alien world and being attacked by a horde of creatures that can weigh up to 3 tons, run at 30 km/h (19 mph), and bite with a force of 8,100 newtons (1,800 lbf).
By the time you realise that they can traverse water, it’s too late. The surviving members of your unit manage to make it back by shedding their excess gear and running for their lives; the slower ones were crushed to death within minutes.
You later describe the creature to one of the humans you captured, wanting to know the name of the monstrosity that will haunt your nightmares for cycles to come.
The human smiles as it speaks a single word, slowly and distinctly, in its barbaric tongue.
And we give stuffed plushies of them to our infants.
The human could take the game ‘Hungry Hungry Hippo’, and make it sound like some horrific game tournament that the humans participate in once a year. And that’s before they bring up ‘running of the bulls’.
If my mary janes could talk they would say “stahhhp human staaahhp, thats enough, no more glitter and lisa frank, kill me now, ohh the shoemanity?!?”
Carl telling us how (not) to science.
"conclusion: dinosaurs" is still my favorite rebuttal to just about anything tbh.
Second perhaps only to “Therefore: aliens”
This is the greatest thing I have ever seen, ever.
When I was 10 years old, my family and I were taken to Auschwitz. My twin sister Miriam and I were separated from my mother, father, and two older sis…
An interview with a Holocaust survivor on Reddit is simply amazing, if you have time to read it’s worth it. Here’s a question and answer I particular was moved by:
Q: I have anger. I wish I could learn to forgive and let it go. My experience is nothing compared to what you endured, and yet you are able to find forgiveness in your heart. How do you get to a point where you truly let it go? I’ve tried and it always resurfaces. I’m so tired of being angry, I feel it is making me old before my time.
Take a piece of paper and start writing a letter to the person or people who caused you all that pain and anger. It took me four months to write mine. Don’t stop until you finish, and at the bottom write “I forgive you” when you feel it in your heart. You have to feel the physical freedom from that pain and anger.
When my museum was firebombed in 2003, I asked myself, “Why would anyone want to do that to me?” First is shock, second is disbelief, and then you ask yourself, “Am I going to hate these people?” If I let anger take over, I am going to become a victim again. And even as the flames were still burning the building, I could see it was an easy way of slipping back into that victim mentality. Now I said I was very sad, and I was. But I would not let them win by becoming a victim.
are we human or are we dancer or dasher or prancer or vixen or comet or cupid or donner or blitzen
you forgot rudolph you fucking uncultured swine
if you’d kindly look at the tags on my original post