That’s why I have a chicken.

Home brew that shit! Fuck balance!

Yeah, I’ve put off watching the reboot because I want to like it as pure horror, but I really think that without that slight cheese factor that even the first one had, it’s going to fall flat for me.

I could be wrong, so I’ll eventually watch it though.

The evil dead “trilogy”. The original is more or less a straight horror movie, with the second being a slightly more loose horror with intentional comedy notes. The third is full on batshit crazy Ash, and I love it despite it not being scary in any way.

I’m not knocking the horror classics, but for whatever reason, the first evil dead just works for me in a way that very little else does. A lot of it is the sound, I think. The way it’s mixed makes everything surreal, which bypasses my usual film geek filter where I’m enjoying how something was done as much or more than the end result with horror. At least, I think that’s what it is. But it’s one of the rare horror movies I can watch and get a little creeped out by.

Much appreciated!

I almost get this one, but I’m not sure why LOGe would be In

Just don’t speak enough maths lol

I’m not sure either counts as pornographic tbh. The first one is pretty mild by the standard of nudes as art for sure. Mind you, pornography is often in the eye of the beholder, and the lines between erotic art, porn, and simple artistic nudity blur heavily anyway. But nudity certainly isn’t automatically pornographic, and I’m not sure exactly where a pose becomes porn on average.

We thought, briefly, that our rooster had undergone that since the person we got it from swore up and down it was a hen.

But, nah, it was just a rooster and it was obviously so well before he started crowing.

In a pinch, some superglue liberally applied can either block reception or muffle it so much that anything it could send would be largely useless. Or you can open it up and remove it and hope nothing else breaks in the process.

Amen.

My wife loves the game, so I’ve heard a lot of the music, and it may be the best sounding game I’ve ever heard overall. Not just because individual tracks are good, but because they fit the feel of specific scenes and locations so well.

I could never play it, but it’s one of those rare games where I can sit and read a book happily without the audio being totally annoying.

Eh, any time someone ascribes motivations to animals, my butthole spasms.

The best that should be said is that the behaviors they exhibit are similar to the behaviors they exhibit for kittens or sometimes sick cats.

Somehow, somebody decided that meant they think we’re bad hunters, and the idea took off because it’s funny, but you can’t know what goes on inside the thoughts of other humans reliably, much less other animals.

There’s competing possibilities that the cats are showing off their kills to their social group, which is not only a common behavior when cats are young, but when they’re mated, but you don’t see people crowing about them bringing us food to get in our pants.

Overall, cats seem to treat us like other cats. Not exactly the same, but with less distinction than other domesticated animals. Horses, as an example, have a much wider distinction, for equally unprovable reasons.

My personal pet idea is that any sufficiently social animal, including humans, is instinctively going to seek out groups. They/we will negotiate the lack of a unifying language as best as possible, but with plenty of misunderstandings. It isn’t so much that other animals see us as being the same as them. It’s that they don’t really have the need for the distinction; there’s the in group (pride, pack, clan, whatever you want to call it) and out groups. When dealing with the family group, any animal will perform the same basic behaviors that their instincts tell them to.

Domestication just means that a given type of animal has developed or been bred to have, a stronger instinct for social bonding than wild animals, to the degree that they’ll accept other species as family easier.

Nothing, as long as everyone involved is aware and agrees.

Negotiate everything ahead of time, be prepared to also have to enforce the agreements periodically since anyone making that kind of transactional merger of lives is going to be prone to wanting to renegotiate when life throws the unexpected at the couple.

Just be aware that marrying into wealth means you’re going to have to bring more to the table than just being a stay at home wife. Even upper middle class folks that are willing to take a trophy wife damn well expect them to be a trophy, not just a random asshole off the street. The higher the income bracket, the more you’ll need to offer for a transactional relationship.

Think about it. With enough money, a random woman or man can adopt on their own, so they don’t need a spouse for kids. They can hire a surrogate as far as that goes if it just has to be bio kids; then hire nannies. They can throw money around for sex, for housekeeping, even conversation. So you’d have to be damn good at a lot of things to make it more beneficial than just spending directly.

If someone has the kind of income to fully support a partner, and it isn’t a love match, they’re going to expect you to hold up your end of the bargain. If that’s head twice a day every day, and you have allergies that make it impossible during the summer, shit ain’t gonna go well. And there is almost certainly going to be a minimum amount of sexual activity expected. Might not be much, but unless your rich partner is asexual, or otherwise eschews sex, it’s going to be part of the transaction, and it’s just a fact that customers expect prostitutes to perform for the money.

You gotta work that out, what happens if one or both of you get sick, become disabled, change significantly on a physical level, etc. Hammer that shit out before there’s a legal binding.

That’s an absurdly photogenic cat

Critters can surprise us like that.

My cat, back when she was still around, was not fond of the first dog we had here. But when that dog died, she would wander around looking for her. They also pick up on grief as well.

Our second dog, when that cat died, spent days looking for her. Even though the cat pretty much owned the dog. It was over a year before that dog would not get excited and look around when we’d say the cat’s name.

I had the Dying Fetus song “wrong one to fuck with” pop in my head as soon as I saw the image.

Ngl, while it is definitely weird as hell, it has a surreal beauty because of it.

It’s also like what you’d get if a kid only had brown crayons, drew a snake, and then developed the power to bring their drawings to life.

Damn… I missed that on first read. I had down voted for it being off topic until I saw this one.

Which is both a sign of a great joke and a bad one lol. But excellent word play!

Alex Steele is bloody awesome

I just looked it up because the joke answer, while perfect, isn’t very useful to a genuine question.

Apparently it is safe to eat, but lacks any significant flavor, so it isn’t eaten much.

At least once