self care is drinking directly from a puddle in the taco bell drive thru
One time when I was like 7 I was eating a baby bottle pop and I inhaled the powder and I was suffocating so my mom made me get out of the car and drink from a puddle in a Walmart parking lot
one thing i hate in horror movies or games is whenever there’s a situation that’s like “we GOTTA get OUTTA this HOUSE” nobody ever picks up like, a lamp or a heavy book and just breaks a fucking window
like in RE7 for example, in order to get outside you gotta find three dog head statues and solve a stupid puzzle to unlock a door
but there’s like, windows everywhere
and ethan has a gun
just fucking shoot a window and go outside
or throw your gun at the window. guns are heavy, it’ll break the window.
Why do Americans put the month first. It just makes no sense.
We put the month first because in conversation we say, “July 1st, 2015.” Because it’s quicker than “The first of July, 2015.”
“Tomorrow is May 29th” not “Tomorrow is the 29th of May.” That is why we write it 5/29/15 and not 29/5/15. Because we go by how we phrase it in conversation rather than in sequence because it converts better between numbers and language when written in the former.
We also use the month first because that’s how calendars are organized. You have one year and one calendar so the year is a constant and can go in the back. However, calendars aren’t organized my days, but rather by months. You flip to the months first and then find the day. So….
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While on this topic, we also use Fahrenheit and not Celsius because a 0-100 scale of measuring temperature makes a lot more sense to a human. We know that 0 is really fucking cold and 100 is really fucking hot, which makes sense. Celsius, however, is just about how water responds to temperature, and makes no sense when applied to humans. Fahrenheit is for people, Celsius is for water. And I am a people not a water.
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I find this very funny cause you say that but your independence day is not called July 4th, its called the 4th of July.
What I find funny is that our armies were about half the size of the British army and yet we were still able to crush your crumby asses, declare independence and pour your tea in the ocean.
