Found Texas Red.
Found Texas Red.
I’m the diggy diggy hole lemming
👺 May your socks always be wet.
That was one of the (many) things that mad me go “Yes! That’s what it was like! That’s what the internet was really like in 1999!” And those download accelerators, which we then recklessly installed on the family computer and gave it virusses.
Glad to see I’m not the only person on earth who has played it. Such a remarkable, funny and weird game. Still trying to get that damned Seepage song out of my head.
Yikes. OP is fortunate enough not to live in the USA.
The inside of your urethra is delicate and sensitive. Have you ever seen a kidney stone? They’re sharp and spikey, like crystals. Imagine that, and it should help you cut this addiction.
The front half of a centaur, Jesus Christ 😆
Such fascinating creatures! Subjectively barely an animal, almost a plant, especially in polyp phase. But so beautiful, and able to navigate, feed and survive, despite not having a brain and barely any nervous system to speak of. They must be very efficient, that they can survive with such low grade hardware.
Thanks for the links, those are great! That first one is very sensory for me - I immediately hear the echoing emptiness of the space, and have the smell of that old linoleum in my nose.
The one with the three cubicles is very strange, one of those pictures that you have to wonder about for a while.
Malls, what a strange cultural artefact to be disappearing.
I can’t find those, do you have a link to them?
Very cool. I’ve looked at some more of your pictures. I like the ones the most that have buildings but no people, and that have that strange, but not threatening, emptiness.
Your pictures give me a feeling that I can’t describe. Odd but not unpleasant.
Ah, so they have more than one possible haircut than the outrageous-mega-afro-on-a-stick-figure that alpacas are famous for.
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When danger reared its ugly head, he bravely turned his tail and fled
So many injuries and fires every year, aside from all the noise and pollution. My friend’s house (old farm) burned down because a firework landed on the roof :(
Wait, which one?
Big Iron is a song by Marty Robbins, about a criminal named Texas Red, who wore a big iron on his hip.