Pearl by Josh Malerman (Bird Box).

It’s about a pig on a small farm that can seep into your mind and make you do and see terrible things. I picked it up after reading Bird Box and a few other books of his, which I enjoyed. I expected to give up on it based on the silly 80s horror movie premise, but the book is truly demented and creepy and I felt existentially weird after reading it

That series is genuinely creepy, and I even screamed out loud once! My girlfriend won’t rewatch with me but I probably put that series and it’s sister show Haunting of Bly Manor on once a year 👻💨

Is it eating a pork rind?

Showering is very difficult with broken hands.

That is bizarre! Do you think she might have weird stomach acid production? Like, maybe she uses the string to evacuate some sort of gross stomach fluid? I am going to lose sleep over this

Thank you, kind stranger!

Divorce her immediately.

She was considering speaking up about the teacher having six fingers

The lyrics support this.

Well, the party was nice, the party was pumpin’ Heya, yippie yi yo And everybody havin’ a ball Huh, huh, yippie yi yo I tell the fellas start the name callin’ Yippie yi yo And the girls respond to the call I heard a woman shout out Who let the dogs out? Who, who, who, who, who?

I know it wouldn’t slap the same on Lemmy, but that is a user account I miss deeply.

Wow!!! This is fascinating-- I was raised with

Great big gobs of Greasy, Grimy, Gopher Guts Propagated Porcus Puts Sterilized Monkey Eyes, And me without a spoon! scoop Too Bad!

I think my mom was crazy on second thought

This sentence is incredible.

When I was 10/11 we went to Florida to visit family/go to the Disney world or land, water parks, etc… as Alaskans this was a big hot awesome vacation trip and we flew for a day and a half to get there.

Two cousins were there and they were the same age as my brother, around 13/14. It was swiftly decided that I wasn’t allowed to play with them or go anywhere with them. If we went swimming, all 3 would dunk me. One time we went to watch a rocket launch, and they were being so mean to me it made my mom start silently crying.

So, obviously, I went to Disney with everyone and experienced the entire park just me and my grandma, who needed to rest often.

It is worth mentioning that my father had died a year or so earlier.

Yeah, that vacation was really upsetting, I am 37 and still get depressed about it sometimes

Maybe it’s “you are welcome (to ask me for help/favors, as I am neutral to the task. I might even enjoy it.)”

And “it’s not a problem (for me to do what you asked me to do; we have now both acknowledged that I have done something to help you that was not organic to me, but now we can move past it with no further conversation.)”

I bet “no problem” to some people is like seeing someone wear a T-shirt to church. They’d really prefer it if you would put on a suit and tie, even though the purpose of both are the same (cover my body when away from home because that is our current social agreement), because a T-shirt is disrespectful.

Also everyone sucks, it is a problem, and you are not welcome.

Willy Wonka.

I hate the scene juxtaposition, everything feels like the whole filming process was struggling, the long drawn out portrait shots with weirdly sparkling eyes,… Idk. Even thinking about it makes me anxious

And grandpa Joe is the worst person ever playing a good guy in a kid’s movie.

My coworker and I had to rock-paper-scissors who hurt the most to go home early

They come in pints?? I’m getting one, you piece of shit.

Me too!!! It sucks especially because I live on a busy road :(

I heard something a few days ago that sounded 100% like someone crashing a car through my apartment. I jumped up and looked around, and nothing was happening. Sometimes it just sounds like a gunshot next to my ear, but usually it sounds like an industrial crash. Screeching metal exploding.

This happened to me once, on a flight from JFK to Columbus OH. I was pissed because I had traveled the last 22 hours to get out of southern France back to the states, and then got kicked from my final little flight home. They gave me $200 to their airline (Delta) that had an expiration date, and a room at DoubleTree to take me back to the airport next day.

I couldn’t afford another trip after that so they canceled my $200 coupon after a year. So, yeah, you get compensated, I guess