Width. Most shoes are too narrow and pointy
My childhood best friend was raised in a JW family and eventually became an atheist. He also refers to it as a cult. I’m really proud of him for getting out of it, because doing so was difficult (because of it being a cult!) and took a lot of strength
I am very hungry and dehydrated but I cannot leave my bed
My computer is old and slow so loading teams is like elder abuse
Carrots. Plain carrots. It helps that I’m too lazy to get anything to dip them in. They are just so convenient.
A group of humans need to pass through a doorway with two doors. The leading human opens one of the doors and passes through the doorway. The next human follows them through the open doorway, and so does the next, and the one after them. The humans bunch up around the one open door, funneling themselves through it rather than opening the other door right beside it.
Then I, the smartest and best of humans, make use of my divine and otherworldly gifts to open the other door that was right there the WHOLE TIME. Truly I am a gift upon the world. Someone should give me chocolates.
More fibre pleases the colon gods and makes my poops more better. Also keeps me feeling full for longer.
I had a really nice washing machine. Then it broke. The manufacturer was dissolved 25 years ago.
I had a really nice cast iron pan. Then it fractured. Modern cast iron pans aren’t smooth.
I had a really nice car. Then a part broke. Replacement parts haven’t been available for 50 years.
I had a really nice flip phone. It was made by Nokia so it still works. People think it’s weird that I use a flip phone.
I had a really nice peace and quiet. Then someone invented ambulances. Now I cower in the corner of my bedroom hiding from manmade horrors beyond my comprehension.
APL exists. To me it’s about as fun as it is painful.
There is a box. It’s a very old box. It might have a thing in it. Everyone tells you to not open it. The game tells you to not open it. You probably opened it on your first playthrough.
My pastor said of eugenics that “this is where ideas like evolution lead”. He was trying to “prove” the existence of his god as a sunday message. He’d tried to lay it out as a proof, but all of his points were either tangential (like this one, even if you assume it to be sound) or fallacious.
It was the most wild argument I’ve heard because this wasn’t something he’d just thought of in the moment. He’d prepared a script for this. Someone, presumably, had proofread that script. This, combined with all of the other failed attempts at proof present in the message, was what broke what remained of my faith. So now I can say that I was decoverted by my own pastor, which is wild too!