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2025.01.23 03:23 comradeworm Dungeons & Dragons Queens dream cast
Hey drag race fans! I binged a lot of RPDR after the first season of dungeons and drag queens aired, and I came away with the impression that they got the perfect queens for it. I don’t know how they did it. They’re so funny and work great together, and they all just fit the Dropout vibe so well. If you were casting the first season, which four queens would you cast? I think Alyssa Edwards, Kim Chi, Trixie, and Katya would be WILD. Would love to hear your dream combos.
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2025.01.23 03:23 ErosLaika I'm losing it
this gen alpha slang is gonna make me KILL MYSELF!!! i try listening to some jazz, the singer scats skibidi, I LOSE MY FUCKING MIND! I CANT SAY "GYATT DAMN" ANYMORE WITHOUT GETTING STARES.. this morning i took a FAT SHIT and looked in the bowl ro make sure there wasnt a head in there. IM LOSING IT. I'm gonna end it. This suffering has gyatt to stop.
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2025.01.23 03:23 FM_Jellico Be Careful What you Wish For, Part 2
Hi, Part 1 Can be found here: https://www.reddit.com/HFY/comments/1i4qkd7/be_careful_what_you_wish_fo
Thanks for Reading!
"These terms are unacceptable," the tiny human female at the other end of the table said, putting the hardcopy back down. The translator on the table was almost instantaneous in its conversion.
'They were meant to be unacceptable' I thought, 'but you know that too, don't you?'
Her name was Kang Yu Jin, and she said she was from the planet Joseon. I didn't know it, we were still gathering intelligence on the Terran Alliance. Our contacts with the Aavee had born results though, they had met the Terran Alliance, exchanged niceties, wrote up an agreement, and both parties had stuck to it. Beyond that, the Aavee didn't know much about them. AT the end of the day, despite being perhaps the Galaxies pre-eminent explorers, they really weren't all that curious. Then About fifty years ago, Terran merchant ships started plying the major trade routes in larger number, but had only been in our sector of the galaxy for the past five or so years.
"These terms are-" Ambassador W'ter'ni started to say, but stopped when Ambassador Kang held her hand up, shocking those of us in the room with her.
"I do not have time for this. My political masters have bid me to come to Central, to debate and have a dialogue, to try and resolve this matter without further bloodshed on both sides. Yet you sit here and bluster and pound the table and spit your demands, literally in some cases." She glanced at the table. I tried not to wince visibly. W'ter'ni had won no points with that, but he was usually very effective at winding the other side up.
She stood up, as did the rest of her party.
"I am adjourning this meeting until 9AM local. When we meet again tomorrow, I would like to talk to the person in charge of negotiations on your side. Who we all know is not the honored ambassador here." She bowed at the waist slightly, then her and her entourage left. The ambassador turned around to look at Aogous, who gave him a look of his own.
* * * * *
Central is the political hub of the Galactic Congress. It wasn't really a governing body by any stretch of the imagination, polities send representatives, Bills get proposed and passed, legal rulings are made, but enforcing them? Not so much, unless they had Galaxy spanning consequences. Then again, I wouldn't trust some of the people I had met here to organize mealtime for a creche full of Fodder, but it was where politicians from every race in the galaxy met to do what they did best: muck things up for everybody.
* * * * *
"The Terrans? We trade with them. They'll pat your Youngling on the head with one hand while stealing it's candy with the other though, and too many of them are profit mad for my taste."
* * * * *
"The Alliance? The Terran Alliance? Someone new?"
* * * * *
"Do not let their appearance fool you. They may look weak, but they can thrive in almost an environment. They may look dumb, but I've seen what happened on Kithnia IV, when the Drogas attacked. I watched them do things I thought were impossible, often with nothing more than basic tools."
* * * * *
"Military Actions? Against another polity? No. On one hand, they hit the jackpot because there are only a few ways to reach their space. On the other hand, that limits who can interact with them as well. They have a huge station at Gliese X49A, that's one of two ways into their area, for the longest time that was the stopping point, merchants could not go any further, and that's where almost all of their trade was done. Only the last what, 50 to 75 years they started venturing out commercially. Although about 30 years ago they spent an inordinate amount of time an energy cataloging some pretty useless systems, started several mining operations among other things. Supposedly they had some run in with some Kethloogi Wildcatters over a couple of those."
* * * * *
"Terrans? Leave them along and they'll leave you alone. Poke them and they will poke you. Poke them harder and they'll take a minor orbiting body, attach a drive to it and steer it into your main habitat." The Kethloogi Miner was old, his skin mottled and grey now. He had a scar that started near the top of his head, ran thru two of the three eyes on the left side of his face, and thru the area where his second tusk should have been.
"Really?" Aogous said, taking a sip of what passed for ale in the establishment we were in. To call it a bar would have been an insult to seedy taverns everywhere.
"Why lie about something like that?" the miner replied over his own mug. "I don't know why Da thought they would back down, I mean we're talking a minor orbital that was the next best thing to 100K tons of PGM's. in a part of space that was...contested shall we say?"
We nodded, we knew that drill quite well.
"They said they had first claim, but you know how those things go," he replied with a shrug. "They offered to split it with us, 50/50. Da said no, 70/30. They asked him to be reasonable, he said fine, 85/15, and they left. There were some fights on station after that, nothing to serious. We captured it, towed it to our declared Port, and started to get ready for the mining to start. They had some sort of customs ship do a fly by, Da shot at it and it flew off. Couple days later another flyby, Da shoots at it and it blows up. A few days later we get a message, with a list of demands, we share the mining, or we do all the mining and they pay us for our efforts for their share, we pay reparations for the shuttle, and when all is said and done, we leave the system. Da laughed at them. Spit in the one guys face. They walked away. Few days later, we had started surface mining, I'm on the processor ship, we refined the ore as soon as we mined it, then sent it to the station. All the sudden tracking starts freaking out. I'm in vacuum, trying to figure out what's going on and I literally see it happen, a 5km wide rock hit our Home, destroys it completely. Almost 10000 souls on board, a Home that was almost 500 years old." He stopped talking, staring down into his now empty mug. He took a deep breath, shaking his head.
"Day or so later, another ship shows up, launches a shuttle, it lands and twenty of their soldiers disembark with one of their politicians. My uncle, he was the leader now, he was...shell shocked maybe. Watched his whole life get torn to pieces in front of him, we all did."
"They take you prisoner?" Aogous asked.
The Kethloogi snorted, then laughed, which turned into a hacking, wet cough.
"Fuck No," he said, waving for another beer. "They made us an offer we couldn't refuse. They paid us to mine the asteroid. We got 49 percent, they got 51%, and they paid 7 percent above market rate for it. They sent out a salvage crew that gathered up all the pieces it could, they found all the bodies they could, prepared them in the Kethloogi fashion for a Death Journey, then sent them on their way with us watching. Then they took the debris of the old home, and transformed it into a spine for a new Home, which they gave to my family."
I couldn't help it, my eyes went wide and my mouth opened in shock. Aogous's drink had stopped half way to his mouth, but his face was impassive. Yes, he was definitely shocked.
"We did more trading in or near their space, if they made an offer, we haggles a little bit, and then accept. Usually we got the better end of the bargain. When the Unakair attacked us, we called for help, they were the only ones that responded. They went after the Clan that had attacked us, hunted them down for three years, helped us capture their leader. That's how I got this," he said, gesturing at his face. "After that I left the sector, that was it for me. I Renounced, and went to work in the...private sector."
A server appeared, and set down a drink in front of Aogous and I. I looked at mine. It was a daunkash't'lethir, a X'Laesh drink made up of three liquids with the different specific gravity's, one of which was very hard to obtain this far away from Home. Aogous was staring at his, the blood purple color of the X'Laenian Rum seeming to taunt him. That was something that wasn't supposed to be found outside of of Home in anything other than X'Laesh territory, and it was a testament to it's rarity that our huge complex here on Central didn't have a bottle. Yet this dive bar in the middle of the Canversari had it.
"From the gentlemen," the server said, indicating with a toss of her head who had sent it to us. In the back corner of the building, one of the men who was at the meeting today nodded to us, raising his own glass.
"Q'Thelloth curse thee," Aogous muttered. He finished his beer, picked up his rum, and walked over to where the Terran sat.
* * * * *
"Gentlemen," he said, raising his own glass to us as we maneuvered to sit down. I was immensely uncomfortable, as the chosen table was not only far away from either of the exits, but it had forced us to sit with our backs to the door.
"Sir," Aogous replied.
"My name is Kim Chin Hwa," he said simply. We looked at him. He smiled, and took a drink.
"You," he said, bowing his head towards me, "Are Constable Tlantosh Leh'Kkyrme'eth, and you are Senior Constable Aogous R'qell'nei."
I sat as still as I could, trying not to show my surprise. Aogous, who thus far had resisted even looking at his drink, now raised it to his lips, and drank it all in one go.
"This...meeting is informal," the Terran said. "I have been tasked by my Minister to ascertain various things, and questions, and if I get answers, report back to her."
"If I may, what is your rank," I asked, taking a sip of my drink after swishing the glass around to mix the liquids in them.
"I have no rank, per se," he said with a hint of a smile. "On Joseon I am a Venerated Elder. In the Alliance, I am a Senior Analyst."
That answer was as nonspecific as it could get. If anything he was a senior official of their intelligence apparatus. He took another sip of his drink and set it down.
"I would consider it a personal favor that you not take any action towards Krounith with regards to this meeting. He did not know I was going to be here, but I am glad I was able to spend some time with him."
"You know him?"
"Of course, I helped destroy his Home, then rebuilt it. I gave him a sapling from my Family's Red Pine tree..." he stopped talking for a minute, and looked away.
"I know people in our professions tend to obfuscate, to probe and retreat, to observe and react, and take forever to get to the point. But I find that in situations like this, all that does is waste time. So if I may beg a boon of you, I have a message I would like you to deliver to the leaders of the Mission on your end."
We looked at him, I took another sip of my drink.
"I am going to reach inside my jacket," he said, a statement I acknowledged with a small nod. He reached in and withdrew a letter, written on actual paper, folded over and sealed with....wax?
"I would ask that you present this to the head of your Mission tonight, and have answers for us tomorrow." He held the folded piece of paper out, and bowed his head.
I looked at Aogous.
Aogous looked at me.
I snatched it before he could, apologizing to Mr. Kim, who waved it away.
"It happens more often than you think," he said with another slight smile.
* * * * *
"Something is not right," Aogous said, leaning over to whisper to me. I nodded, glad I wasn't the only one who realized something was off. Mr. Kim wasn't present, but the Terran party itself looked unconcerned. Were were in one of the many meeting rooms in the annex, well away from the main chamber. It was rooms like these where many of the decisions that shaped our present universe had been made.
Ambassador W'ter'ni took a breathe to speak, but stopped when the Terran Ambassador looked at him. The human face is surprisingly expressive, more so than many other races out there. As an example, the difference between a slab of granite and the Kethreski is that you can tell when the slab of granite is sad, or happy, or mad. Or crying. This Terran was...supremely upset.
Ambassador Kang looked at him, mouth thin, eyes hard and glaring.
"Quiet," she said, quite forcefully. She looked around the room, then settled her gaze on one of the staffers leaning against the wall.
"Prince Quo'voth'rinya, are these demands final?" The staffer leaning against the wall tried to look surprised, and started to say something, when the Ambassadors hand slapped the table.
"You are not a flunky, Prince. Stop acting the part. The game is up. You lost." she said, staring at him.
"They are, Madame Ambassador," he replied in their language, standing up straight, changing his bearing and posture. The bored staffer look was quickly replaced by the casual arrogance of a person who not only thought they were better than you, but knew they were better than you.
"There is no room for discussion?"
"The only discussion to one hand is whether or not you will bend the knee now, or later, or if you just will be dead."
I didn't like the Prince, like many members of the Royal Family, he was a vain, preening individual, but seemed to have been afflicted more than most of the others with the "I am more competent and smarter than I actually am" belief in self.
The Ambassador looked at her counterpart, and grunted. "You were right Ambassador W'tern'ni," she said, waiting for the room to translate for her. "It seems as if there are more constants in the universe than we realized. Planck's Constant, the Law of Gravity, and insufferable boors with some sort of tainted pedigree who think they are twice as smart as they think they are and half as smart as I believe them to be." She looked up at the Prince as she said the last part, then waited a few seconds. The intakes of breathe from our side were quite loud, and several began to sputter.
The Prince just stood, looking at the Terran.
"Oh Dear," she said, looking at his face. "Did I use to many big words?" She looked over shoulder at one of the men standing beside her, only to turn around as the Prince stepped forward with a roar and back handed her, quite viciously, to the ground. I stood up, ready to step forward, when I felt Aogous' arm across my chest.
"They aren't moving," he said to me, and I paused. He was right, the group of men and women who escorted the Ambassador today has stood their ground, held their posture as their charge had been battered to the floor. Several in fact looked relaxed, too relaxed.
With a cough, Ambassador Kang stood up, the side of her face bloody and starting to swell. She put a hand to her mouth, coughing a goodly amount of what I know knew to be their blood coming out. She looked at her hand, then motioned to one of the men behind her. He stepped forward, his own hand held out, and she dropped a couple of small pieces into it. Her teeth?
"Room," she said, "Did you just record an Assault on my person." "I did Ambassador, do you wish me to notify the relevant Authorities?"
"No, they are not required. What are the penalties for Assault?" she asked.
"On Central Territory-" "We are not on Central Territory Room, this Annex has never been bought by, or granted to, Central. They pay rent for it, the ground and building are technically part of the Guevith Commonality, are they not?"
There was a pause.
"Technically speaking-" The AI started to say.
"Yes or No, Room."
Pause.
"Yes, your argument is correct."
"Thank You, Room."
"The penalty for Assault, under Guervith Common Law?"
"Loss of the limb that made the offense, Ambassador."
"Thank You Room."
I blinked a few times, try to under stand what was going on. Before I could process what the Room AI said, Ambassador Kang's leg shot out. The crack was loud, and the Prince grunted, then started to cry out in pain when the Ambassadors hand grabbed him by the collar, and violently pulled the now off balance twerp to the desk. His headed bounced, actually bounced, of the fabricated top, and before I could process that, the ambassador had the Princes Arm out on the table in one hand, and was leaning and his now crumpled body with her own. Whatever she was doing worked, the Prince was stunned, and immobilized.
And, to be honest, so were the rest of us. When I looked back up from the Ambassador and the Prince, everyone who had accompanied the Terran Ambassador into the room had pulled a weapon out from under their coats. I didn't know what they were exactly, a small kinetic of some sort similar to my own personal sidearm probably, but the only place worse than being behind the barrel of a weapon you don't know is being in front of a barrel of weapon you don't know.
"Room, the punishment does not require the removal of the offending limb, does it?"
"No, Ambassador, rendering the limb non functional is also an acceptable punishment."
"Thank you Room."
I had thought the pin in the Ambassadors hair was ornamental. I was wrong. In a flash the Ambassador had pulled it out, and stabbed the Prince in the upper Shoulder with it. The Prince shrieked, and then started to flop as his nervous system went into overload. There's a nerve bundle where our upper arms and shoulder meet, and should it be damaged it can affect not only both limbs, but that side of the body as well. Nature and evolution had buried it deep, behind tough flesh and dense bone. Whatever the Ambassador's pin was made of went in effortlessly, and when she pulled it out let go, the Prince fell to the floor, arms flopping about. If she had truly hit it, pierced it, it couldn't be healed. There weren't any fixes for it, not without nanotech and cybernetics, and the Emperor would never go for any of those, especially in his own bloodline.
"This...This..." Ambassador W'ter'ni, stammered. "This means war!" he finally said, looking at the Terran ambassador, who was know leaning against the table. The Prince had gone into shock, his cries becoming the quiet whimper I knew to well of a limbic system overloaded with to much data.
The Terran Ambassador coughed, then smiled, blood still coming out of her mouth.
"Then you are getting what you wanted. What's the problem?"
With some effort, she stood up, straightened her suit, and then bowed to the Ambassador.
She turned and left, and her entourage waited until she walked past before turning and leaving as well.
I stared at Aogus.
He stared at me.
"What in the Nine Hells is going on?" he asked.
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2025.01.23 03:23 Financial-Creme8153 qc goretex jordan 5
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2025.01.23 03:23 SusanRiceArtStudio Fortuna, Moo, Pete, Cherry, Bruce and Dect are on the San Antonio TX ACS Euthanasia List. They need a rescue/foster/adoption hold by 11:30 am CST on 1/23.
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2025.01.23 03:23 MurderDronesEnj0yer Repost of the Animatic concept for easier understanding
 | Stamina: 65 Sprint: 25 Attack: 30 Abilities: HERE I COME: a move similar to silly rush or godly leap, charges forward rapidly (35 sprint speed) and only stops when a survivor is hit or a wall is hit. when hit, Animatic will grab the player and distort them greatly, scrambling their HP from anywhere from their current to 5. Cooldown: 15 seconds. EXTERMINATION: A move where Animatic grabs the nearest player and distorts them till they have 20 HP. If a player is 20 or below, this is an instakill. Cooldown: 15 seconds. Passive: I WILL ALWAYS FIND YOU: blinks the location of the nearest survivor for 3 seconds every ten seconds. Quote ideas: Intro dialogue: TODAYS CHALLENGE IS TO SURVIVE. Ambience: slight giggling HERE I COME: HERE I COME HERE I COME HERE I COME- (repeated until ended) HERE I COME hit: GOT YA! glitchy laughter HERE I COME MISS: DOH, YOU CAN ONLY DELAY YOUR FATE! Extermination hit: YOURE ELIMINATED! Extermination miss: GRRR, I IS ANGRY! Death quote: YOUVE BEEN ELIMINATED!!! LMS quotes: I WILL ALWAYS FIND YOU. YOU CANT DELAY YOUR FATE ANYMORE. PERISH BY MY HANDS. YOURE MY MORTAL ENEMY AND WILL FALL FOR THAT. submitted by MurderDronesEnj0yer to pillarchase2 [link] [comments] |
2025.01.23 03:23 br_ae95 Agent Snowbearai
 | Deep in the snowy arctic, a secret mission was underway. Agent SnowBearAI, the sharpest operative in the crypto intelligence world, stood in the icy tundra, his breath forming clouds in the frosty air. Draped in a tailored black suit and sleek sunglasses, he embodied the perfect blend of charm and precision. In his paw, he gripped a briefcase emblazoned with the iconic gold “S” logo—the hallmark of SnowBearAI’s secretive blockchain division. SnowBearAI’s mission? To recover a stolen key fragment from the infamous BlackIce Syndicate, a rogue group attempting to destabilize the decentralized economy. The key, split into three pieces and hidden across the globe, was critical to safeguarding the SnowLedger—a highly secure blockchain network powering the world’s largest crypto economies. This wasn’t just any briefcase. It housed the most advanced decryption algorithms on the planet, capable of unlocking any chain, tracking any transaction, and recovering any stolen asset. But it came with a catch—it required precise calculations and nerves of steel to operate, traits SnowBearAI was famous for. As he scanned the chart on his encrypted computer, SnowBearAI triangulated the Syndicate’s next move. Their hideout wasn’t far—just beneath the frozen cliffs of Glacier Point. The bear adjusted his earpiece. “HQ, I’m moving in,” he growled, his voice steady. The polar winds whipped around him as he trudged forward, each step calculated. With his trusty briefcase and the power of the blockchain at his side, he wasn’t just tracking crypto; he was defending the integrity of the entire financial ecosystem. The Syndicate had no idea what was coming. SnowBearAI didn’t just fight for gains—he fought for the snow-covered code that kept the world spinning. And he always stayed iced out. submitted by br_ae95 to snowbearai [link] [comments] |
2025.01.23 03:23 Ambitious_Head_1528 Ways of the World Volume 1
Anyone have a copy of Ways of the World, volume 1 by Robert W. Strayer. Any edition is fine
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2025.01.23 03:23 Dcbazy അടുത്ത മുഖ്യമന്ത്രിയാരെന്ന ചർച്ച അനുവദിക്കില്ലെന്ന് കോൺഗ്രസ് ഹൈക്കമാൻഡ്
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2025.01.23 03:23 WiseGuy1882 Mean Magazine | 2008
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2025.01.23 03:23 chocolateemu14 Lady luck
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2025.01.23 03:23 random_gurl123 Dolls I currently want. But am not getting
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2025.01.23 03:23 HydroxideHoney Spring Creek Study Buddies!
Heavily inspired by the other post lol.
Basically I am awakening my academic weapon era before i transfer, and i thought the idea of an accountability buddy to keep each other on track as the term goes on sounded fun.
We wouldnt have to chat every day, but maybe a couple times a week i'd like for us to reach out to each other and check in on the progress of our priorities (mostly academic but maybe personal stuff too) and just generally become pals :) We could help each other edit papers and stuff too, if youre too anxious to go to the writing center like me.
And eventually if we get comfortable enough, i think it would super neat to have study sessions together, even if we're doing vastly different courses. Kind of a parallel play situation, you know fostering concentration and all that good stuff.
So if that sounds cool to you too, feel free to message me and we can give it a shot! Above all else i'd like to be friends, so as long as we're both kind and openminded im sure we can make it work :)
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2025.01.23 03:23 AltruisticJob9096 Freaky ass mobo
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2025.01.23 03:23 Worried-Rub5618 Site token
What can we use these tokens for ?
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2025.01.23 03:23 Short_and_Plastic She frequently sleeps with one paw in the air. Haven't a clue why.
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2025.01.23 03:23 xtrmlylaggypc Alquilar auto en Tijuana
Quiero alquilar un auto en Tijuana por ser más económico que alquilar uno en USA pero quiero cruzar ida y vuelta. Los CBPs no parece importarles que el auto no sea del quien lo conduce pero mi pregunta es si abra algún problema con los de aduana al ingresar devuelta a Tijuana a pesar de que tenga placas Mexicanas. Será que no te dejen ingresar simplemente por el echo de que el auto no está a mi nombre? Quiero agregar que solo cuento con licencia de conducir estadounidense pero tengo doble nacionalidad.
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2025.01.23 03:23 crxssrazr93 How do you get used to throttle control?
Haven't ridden a motorcycle or scooter much before.
Started on a 100cc scooter yesterday. I felt the throttle was a lot more peppy than I had hoped.
I am currently learning to drive; driving a car or a three wheeler with clutch seems less daunting than riding a scooter.
Any tips?
I was also reaching for the rear brakes more than the front brakes (I think I was afraid of twisting the throttle with brakes on).
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2025.01.23 03:23 HistAnsweredBot Wikipedia is suggesting John Henry, the man from American folklore who died from exhaustion in a contest against a machine, might have been a real person and didn't die from exhaustion but scoliosis. How true is this?
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2025.01.23 03:23 IAmMySelf04 The Ultimate Comprehensive In-Depth Distractible Episodic Review (DAY 3)
 | This is the third part of this convuluted and elongated series where I share my in-depth sunjective opinions on EACH Distractible episode in order from the first episode. If your favorite episode is not on the list, it's because I havent gotten to it yet. Episode 13: Happy Funerals Number Ranking: 8/10 Tier Rank: B What a banger opener. The no crossing roads bit. Wade’s S.T.F.U being real. Bob being indignant about physiology. The baby screamer idea. The baby shitter 😂. Mark, Bob, and Wade were all equally funny in the beginning, absolute fun listen. Wade stealing from Jackass (and the bit of him stealing from every movie) in pre is hilarious. I’m surprised the “fix it in pre” joke didn’t catch on like some of the other bits from this podcast. Wade going “THATS MY IDEA TOO, IF IT EXISTS IM STEALING IT BACK” made me laugh out loud. Gotta admit, Wade not even attempting to go further with his Jackass funeral story was kind of lame. Santa’s Great Goodbye was pretty good. Wade immediately relating to boners was even better. The mental image of dead mall Santa is hilarious. Bob’s super serious Disney CEO bit was really funny. The silence after Mark talking about Homer Genie made me smirk. Wade being made into a coat rack post mortem with his stupid smile and thumbs up is a great mental image. Wade mentioning porn parodies WAY before the porn parodies episode is quite funny. Wade going “When I’m dead I’m just dead. Fuck off, leave me alone.”, caught me off guard in a good way. Bob being disappointed in the funerals he got is just pure Distractible. Also, Mark not getting a single point is harsh yet hilarious. The best parts of the episode is a lot of the small talk. Decent episode. Episode 14: Future Number Ranking: 5.5/10 Tier Rank: D It’s all sex robot’s in the end. Bob acting like Wade in the beginning was funny. Mark talking about jet pack mailmen, X-rays and sec robots was pretty funny. Flying personal cars is a scary thought. I couldn’t imagine flying personal cars ever existing. Wade being a crotchety old man who hates trains is hilarious. Listening to Bob talk about old cars was interesting. Bob talking about how unhealthy the internet is got me thinking. Is it really the internet's fault for humanity using it in an unhealthy way? To me I see the internet as a tool that we as a society (or humanity in general) use that some people (or a lot of people) either abuse or don’t know how to control their use. Interesting thought nonetheless. Self repairing roads sounds absolutely terrible. The pig bladder story is one I always remember. There are funny moments no doubt, but this episode’s topic had a hard time keeping my attention. There were multiple times I had to back this episode up because I would start to zone out while listening. Episode 15: How to Make a Best Friend Number Ranking: 9.5/10 Tier Rank: A Why Mark has yet to show up the seagull v. crow video is beyond me. I could understand waking up early, but going to bed at 8pm is absolutely insane. Wade’s “phbt/10”, made me smirk. Bob’s entire Batman friends scheme is an absolutely iconic Distractible story. Absolutely captivating and this story isn’t specific I think of often. This episode gave us “All of the nutrients that flow through the body flow through the butt”. The sheer SCALE of Bob’s plan to make a best friend is absolutely astounding. Faking a car crash while using your own recycled blood and private hospital that is a part of your mansion is just insane. The standing ovation was definitely warranted. Classic Bob W. Wade makes a very compelling argument about how expensive Bob’s plan was. Good on Wade for thinking of mutuality. The absolute juxtaposition between Bob’s beautiful crafted story and Wade’s sinister insane plan. Bob is falsifying real feelings and Wade is just brainwashing someone. Absolute banger of an episode. submitted by IAmMySelf04 to distractible [link] [comments] |
2025.01.23 03:23 Dump_Fire Come on this is kinda funny lol
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2025.01.23 03:23 LukeB90 I swear the toy popped up after the test
 | So I thought it was funny enough a pregnancy test popped up. But right as I left to checkout, the toy came in. Im guessing doordash said "now that we know you're cool" 🤣😂🤣😂 submitted by LukeB90 to doordash_drivers [link] [comments] |
2025.01.23 03:23 thatshotnosrsly final 21's reactions to you getting hit with a chromebook charger at the back of your head at full speed maximum
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2025.01.23 03:23 Jasmine_Bliss She didn’t say nothin... she just had that look (private info aka twitter account name removed)
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