Conan O’Brien went on to write for The Simpsons and later had his own talk show or something.
Some middle-aged guy on the Internet. Seen a lot of it, occasionally regurgitating it, trying to be amusing and informative.
Lurked Digg until v4. Commented on Reddit (same username) until it went full Musk.
Was on kbin.social (dying/dead) and kbin.run (mysteriously vanished). Now here on fedia.io.
Really hoping he hasn’t brought the jinx with him.
Other Adjectives: Neurodivergent; Nerd; Broken; British; Ally; Leftish
Conan O’Brien went on to write for The Simpsons and later had his own talk show or something.
May I suggest a plush monkey and not an actual live one? Real monkeys may react violently to an unexpected hug.
… which is kind of my way of saying that this comic would probably not go as shown, and the true ending might have been the cause of that particular family line seeing violence as an occasional necessity…
Ah yes. An excellent plan that will not have repercussions a decade or two down the line.
Error. Does not compute. Instant coffee implies Microsoft Windows user. fzzt fzzt Bang
And here was I thinking that this character was so terrible that it caused Stan Lee to spontaneously spring back into existence in order to make that opinion known.
You know that Jesus fella that conservatives seem to love so much? Archetypal liberal. 2000 years ago. Boomers are old but they’re not that old.
If he’d weep at all, it wouldn’t be because a woman says she wouldn’t be interested in him because of his politics – it’d be because of what’s become of his politics.
Except we’re the things living, with required rent, inside skulls.
I hear that watching the evolution from eohippus to horse needs a lot of batteries.
“Now watch what happens when I slap it.”
Interface designers make mistakes, but I don’t think they’d make the mistake of allowing a negative sign anywhere on it. You could try for integer overflow, but that’s gonna be really bad if you guess wrong.
… and they’re asked to leave the church.
… for helicoptering at the congregation.
… with the expression in the Friday pic.
(This is Cy&H after all)
You just reminded me how my local Co-op downsized (basically walled off the back half of the store) and they did rearrange everything to accommodate that. They used to sell electronics and all sorts of things and suddenly they had none of that and a whole bunch of products also vanished. I’ll grant you that it didn’t change much before or after that though.
But then I’m talking about the company known as Co-op here in the UK, who are excessively fond of charging no less than 10% more than other supermarkets for the same products, then close their stores in confusion when people shop elsewhere, so maybe this is a different thing altogether. They started out as a co-operative, but they stripped all that back and they’re just another, expensive, mini-mart chain now.
As a wise philosopher* once pointed out, we only need look to a calendar to see that our days are numbered.
I use the term loosely. Pretty sure this was a Garfield joke.
Most often it’s done because of a developmental problem where one leg segment has come out slightly shorter than its counterpart on the other leg, affecting gait and posture. Only one or two bones need to be lengthened if the patient is lucky. Shortening the other leg is probably also an option, but I figure people would want to do something to the affected leg, rather than muck about with the “healthy” one.
There is at least one instance that I recall where someone born with a form of dwarfism had all four limbs - all twelve bones - extended to “normal” length. As to whether it was strictly ethical to do that is an entirely different matter, considering the patient was a child.
I mean, it’s definitely the best time of life to have the lengthening done what with bones being greener and still growing anyway, but the patient wasn’t exactly in the position to be making an informed decision about whether they wanted to go through it.
The leg lengthening we can do these days doesn’t need or cause a DNA change. Look it up. It’s simultaneously fascinating and horrifying.
Wait until you learn the original joke dialogue was “Are you worried about mad cow disease?” and “No, I’m a tractor.”. I kind of messed up on the first line previously because either work with the punchline.
Sea-star Cee-kay? Presumably the oddly named daughter of a disgraced comedian.
(I only joke because I tend to censor myself in the same way.)
Hm. I’ve definitely seen this one or something like it during an exceptionally rare sleep paralysis episode, but the question remains whether it was outside, or technically on the inside, projecting out, but looking back in again. It was stood at the side of the bed, which was considerate, given that they often like to sit on people.
One of the few times I did not intentionally start into the abyss, but it decided to look back anyway. And I made a very funny “wuU-Uur!” noise as I roused myself out of it and watched the thing melt away. I now assume that’s the noise comic characters make when the speech bubble reads “oo-er”.
If I see it again, and I remember, I might ask it if it wants tea.