Anyone else with hypermobility/ligament laxity/tmj ever just be consuming food n then ur jaw/ear decides to pull a Very Concerning Noise alla the sudden
Anyway I’m like 57% certain my ear/jaw is fine. . .
It’s not usually that loud
Usually it just crackles when I open my jaw
… but it’s fine.
I noticed that nai looked almost albino, but it never occurred to me that he was having sunlight issues. I suppose that does make sense. I thought the hood was just another drama move.
There is also apparently the possibility that nai absorbed her I’ve been told. Elendira being a reincarnation of Tesla would definitely make the rage make more sense, as well as the way vash instinctively responds to her.
Burning questions that have haunted me since watching Trigun Stampede:
-Does no one notice the difference between the pale stabby squid man and the fluorescent red golden retriever man?
-Is….. is the body suit attached? Is it not?
-what happened to Tesla after the crash?
-why does vash not know nai’s murderous employees by the time he’s like 150
-is no one going to acknowledge the incredibly invasive nature of what occurred in the last episode????
-what did nai do to vash’s gate at jeneora rock and why did he need diff tech in the last episode?
If anyone with more context or luck with research knows, or wants to theorize, feel free lol
Watering he plants
Imagine a faerie as a retail employee - like -
"Hello would you like to join our rewards program?"
"Uuuh... sure!"
"Alright, can I have your name and number? :)"
Are you ever lounging and suddenly you astral project sideways for a sec
*Angry Nazi car failure noises *
Nun: Reverend Mother I’m afraid I need to confess a sin. 😔⚙️
Nun 2: Me too Reverend Mother 😔⚙️
Does anyone else ever distinctly remember doing smth u have been meaning to do and then it ends up being a dream you had so you have to do it all over again?
Story time:
So one time I was at a summer camp and a kid brought a bulk package of pixie sticks with them (they’re flavored sugar in paper straws). They were sharing them with everyone but the counselors and leaders were not a fan of having a collective of like 100 sugar high 10 y.os for a week straight.
The pixie stick kid divided the bag amongst his cabin mates and what ensued in the following week was 100 10 y.o kids having sugar drug deals. There were shady secret meetups. Ziplocks of pixie sticks buried in hidden locations for pickups.
Kids were biting off pieces of the stick and chewing the sugar out so counselors couldn’t retrieve the sticks if caught. You just shoved the whole thing in your mouth and spat out the wrapper after.
I feel I should also mention this was a bible camp. A bible camp of pixie stick dealing 10 y.os.
It’s a beautiful day, and you are a horrible goose loose in the library
Hey so am I the only one who thinks it’s weird that my middle school gym teachers used to play pumped up kicks during laps?
Anyone else have a mind pop that got old like ten years ago? So tired of my brain going
“I have a face”
Over and over.