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I believe it. He was such a huge dude that even Clydesdales wouldn't let him ride. There's an entire section in the book 'As You Wish' about Andre blowing the living hell out of the place while they were filming the 'storming the castle' scene. He literally stormed the castle. Thunder stormed. It took forever to get the scene filmed because Andre just kept grinning while his wig steamed and everyone would crack up all over again.

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A little levity never hurts. But every time the super massive carriers get active in the area, I immediately think of that line in the movie '2012' from Sasha the pilot trying to get the chonk carrier out of Vegas: 'Come on, lift your big butt for Sasha' . If they start roaring around here, everything rattles. And if it's more than one, all the rattles and something is really wrong because nothing empties the area out, not even air show crap. There are no chonks flying over me right now. Helicopters have increased but they are also the main means of getting to the hospital from the rural areas in case of emergencies. There's been a number of accidents on the interstates around here because stupid people forget how to drive with every new snowflake. But no chonks. If there were, even if there's nothing in the news, there's something going on.

North Dakota airspace is currently calm. Trust me, if real shit was happening, my apartment would be rattling from the massive flying assholes coming and going. Currently, domestic flights are on the light side [ it's a Wednesday so... ] but are still all on time and not being delayed or diverted to make room for military traffic.

Someone should just re-send him that clip of him losing his mind because someone pulled his beanie and nearly blinded everyone in the area. And then ask him about 'emotion' .

Not a joke, have you tried a little dandruff shampoo as a bodywash for the area? [ provided the area isn't delicate and you don't have skin that reacts poorly to things like that ] I think it's the zinc in it that does the real trick but I've had that help out for the occasional weird patch.

I have fuzzy blankets. Lots of fuzzy blankets. They weren't fuzzy when I got them but they are now.

Anyone who claims to be happily excited over 'being part of history' has an inflated sense of personal self and an unrealistic grasp of their own ability to survive said history should they actually be a part of it. I've lost all contact with anyone in the area. We don't know if that's because they are running, hiding, or communication disruptions in general. These were not government or military, they were pure civilians.

You must have laughed at someone with a tender tush from the kaboom. The serious answer is much like Lasty's answer, it depends on the reason for the fall and what was going on before it happened which might determine what they are feeling like when it happened. Ex. of okay laugh - In high school after a Speech contest, we all stopped at McD's on the way home so everyone could grab something to recharge themselves. I got a strawberry shake because I frickin' wanted it. And on the way back to the bus, I hit a patch of ice and went totally ass-to-ground cartoon style in front of a rival school. Got a lot of laughs. And applause - I didn't spill a single drop of that shake. I wasn't happy it happened but I had to laugh too. Only my pride was bruised and I was able to nurse that boo-boo away with strawberrys. Ex. of not okay laugh - Someone walking home in bad weather and obviously having a hard time navigating shitty sidewalks. They may have just finished an 8 hour shift on their feet, they may have gotten really crappy news, they may have already fallen on the walk and are currently trying to climb over yet another snowdrift on a street corner while potentially dealing with a new injury. Seeing someone summersault down a snowbank might look funny and they might even be able to get up and keep going after but it's probably not a good idea to be openly laughing at them. I will throw a rock at you.* *disclaimer, I haven't summersaulted down a snowbank. Yet. But I have had to crawl over plow drifts way too many times and really don't appreciate assclowns in their mommy's cars laughing at my eventual intentional ass slide down into traffic. And I'm currently doing way too many crust-walks in areas that haven't been cleared yet, one wrong step and I could be seriously injured no matter how funny it might look to an outsider. But if I do a flat-ass spin-out in a parking lot and manage to not spill my drink, all the applause please.

First off, screw you packaged 'quick' food that can't be microwaved without exploding. I don't want to use the oven for 10 minutes for cheesie sticks, I want to nuke them sonsofbitches and eat them. Secondly, what is this 'refrigerate unused portions immediately' crap? There's like 6 mottza sticks in there, my littlest niecelette could eat those and still want a bowl of ice cream the size of her head. It was a box of long-suffering delicious lies and now I have the urps.

To do a quick re-visit of Birdgirl, the problem with it is they weren't able to use any of the old Hanna-Barbara characters that helped to anchor Harvey Birdman down. So many of the old characters were being redrawn for that Jellystone show that they were taken off the table for use in the actual show. It's really too bad that it wasn't greenlit when it was first under consideration, any characters they might have wanted to add to the mix would have been available at that time. That said, I don't have HBO Max so I can't really comment on what they are currently offering especially if I didn't watch it when it was on [ as ] originally.

Cup of coffee...

Pulled off the bottom of a hotel pool. Pulled out of a pond in a gravel pit. Multiple times. It was intentional.

Kitten is on a hunger strike of sorts and its just painful to deal with but it's important. The vet prescribed two meds for her old kitty arthritis that she needs to take twice a day for the next month to help get her back in play form instead of sleep for 18 hours in a ball form. So she gets it powdered on her favorite kibbles in the evening and in the morning she gets it mushed into wet food. Really mushed in there because otherwise she'll just flip the chunk over and eat everything except the top layer with the meds in it. She's been barely eating any kibbles since Monday and just now she found the world's oldest piece of popcorn from under the recliner, brought it over to me and ate it in front of me to prove she's hungry. Her bowl is full of medicated kibbles but she'd rather eat carpet scraps and lick my pillow case. -.-; Just eat all your kibbles. I saw you playing with catnip noodle the other day and you haven't done that in months so we both know what meds you have unwillingly ingested are helping some.

Depends on the level of energy I have to deal with the whatever. Lots of 'energy' that needs to be worked out somehow - Super Mario Galaxy 2 on the Wii. Find a planet full of goombas and stomp the planet flat. Respawn and repeat as needed until nap time is possible. There's something calming about sending waddling mushrooms to hell. Not that much energy - maybe watch a Studio Ghibli movie like 'Spirited Away' or 'Howl's Moving Castle' . Kitten videos on youtube are also calming.

I don't think I could vomit because I hadn't had anything to eat since the day before. I just remember that my great uncle brought me home before school even started that day because they had a phone so they got called and I spent the next few days curled up with sweats, chills, and fevers unable to move from a crooked fetal position on the couch in the living room. Wasn't even given a blanket, just called lazy. My littlest brother had the same thing happen to him and he was immediately rushed to the hospital to get checked out and have the remains of his appendix suctioned out. These were the same people who would claim I 'fell down a lot' .

Near drowned numerous times. Hit by a car walking home. Appendix ruptured and I was left on the couch for 3 days because I was 'faking it' . Every time I need a surgical procedure, they need to use an almost lethal level of anesthesia to make sure I stay under because once I start coming out of it, they can't get me back under.

Too late. All the gremlins.

My mom looks like a lawn gnome made of cheese that's been sitting in the summer sun all day. Go nuts. Not responsible for uncontrolled vomiting.

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Kick it in the balls. Also, deep breaths and reminding oneself that a panic attack can only last so long no matter what it might be telling you. Panic attacks deflate, you just need to find a comfortable place to breathe until then. And then once it's dropping its screaming, you'll be better able to focus on whatever the issue is and tackle it without all the internal screaming and mental muppet arms.

Look forward to collecting my very special, totally not thrown together in a half-second, collection.

Having only watched Fena and Black Lotus at this point, far too early for me. Quite frankly, I've never played the game that this is supposedly based on but unfortunately feel like I know exactly which would be 'cut scenes' including the dialogue taken directly from a game. As such, it pulls me out of the experience and leaves me feeling like I'd be better off watching it with Crow and Tom Servo.