One of the scientists ended up giving the dolphins LSD. The other was giving the dolphins hand jobs.
Not pure at all. The entire experiment was an example of how not to conduct animal behavioral experiments.
We can. It's called drowning.
"Dolphins are not automatic air-breathers like we are," he explains. "Every breath is a conscious effort. If life becomes too unbearable, the dolphins just take a breath and they sink to the bottom. They don't take the next breath."
I wonder what the world would look like if humans could simply choose to die like that.
"It was very precious. It was very gentle,” Howe says in the film. ”It was sexual on his part. It was not sexual on mine. Sensuous, perhaps.”
Yeah some weird shit. Dolphins love to sex pretty much anything - whether it wants to or not - and they won't pass up trying to poke a diver if the mood is right.
So how do you train a sex crazed beast? You reward it with handjobs.
ME: Is there nothing that scares you?
HER: I'm afraid not.
Your definition of cool and mine are very different.
The funny thing is that this sounds terrifying.
Me talking to a rope: is there knotting that scares you?
rope: im a frayed knot
not a bad way aprils fools joke. amusing and nobody gets hurt. and as a bonus donations for charity
Contestant: "I'd like to buy a vowel."
Trebek: "Please phrase your response in the form of a question."
Contestant: "Can I buy a vowel?"
Trebek: "I don't know, can you?"
yeah, i like everything about this
My mum refuses to eat anything other than well done steak because she insists it's blood.
She also eats Black Pudding.
We argue a lot.
Isnt black pudding just...blood?
Like, literally. Ingredients: blood. That's it.
Did people really think it was blood? That'd be disgusting, and you would definitely taste it. I'm pretty sure it's the same watery-blood looking stuff that oozes out when you get a tattoo.
Sounds like your coworker never cooks anything
Who just learnt this?
That’s still what it is.
As a Texan I got to grow up knowing this.
And seriously. Don't fuck with it.
remember watching those commercials as a kid. God I'm getting old
Little Known Fact: Reddit's original URL was www.DunningKrugerInAction.com, but it was a bit long so they went with the sort of fashionably nonsensical naming paradigm of the mid 00's instead.
Because saying "I know more about ISIS than the Generals do" is like free basing the D-K effect
The corollary to this is also pretty interesting, that persons of high ability tend to underestimate their relative competence and erroneously presume that tasks that are easy for them to perform also are easy for other people to perform.
This is the best effect. World class, superior effect. Huge!
"At the end of last year I made my own sword. I dug out the iron ore from a field about 10 miles away - I was helped by interested friends. We lugged 80 kilos of iron ore, used clay from the garden and straw to make a kiln, and lit the kiln with wildfire by making it with a bow."
Colin Smythe, his long-term friend and agent, donated some pieces of meteoric iron - "thunderbolt iron has a special place in magic and we put that in the smelt, and I remember when we sawed the iron apart it looked like silver. Everything about it I touched, handled and so forth ... And everything was as it should have been, it seemed to me.
That's doing it proper.
That's doing it proper.
Definitely. From his daughter's obituary of him:
We didn’t have much money, but I hardly noticed when there were woods and fields to run around in, trees to climb and animals to play with. Dad and I often walked around the countryside while he taught me which wild plants were edible and showed me hidden caves and pools in the middle of the forest. He used to whistle loudly. I could never get the hang of it, so instead he taught me the words to The Rhubarb Tart Song and Whose Pigs Are These?. We would sing them loudly, joyfully, the wildlife fleeing before us.
Dad was someone who committed to the narrative of a situation rather more than the practicality. So he would wrap me up and take me out of bed in the middle of the night to show me the glow-worms in the hedge or Halley’s Comet blazing across a star-filled sky. For him, his daughter seeing these marvels of nature was much more important than sleeping, which I could do any time. He didn’t teach me magic, he showed me it.
Terry Pratchett did everything properly. He's greatly missed.
"Sir Terry was just as big of a nerd as his fans. The Luggage, a memorable Discworld character (if a sentient trunk counts as a character), was created during a game of Dungeons & Dragons in his youth. He enjoyed video games like Thief, Half Life 2, and Doom.
He painted Warhammer miniatures and expressed a desire to one day write a book set in that universe. Sir Terry also loved technology and embraced new advances. In the 1990s he was even active on a Usenet group about his books."
"He became an early adopter of voice recognition software, once typing out his books became too difficult.
“It really isn’t a problem,” he said in a 2013 NPR interview, “I’m a bit of a techie anyway, so talking to the computer is no big deal. Sooner or later, everybody talks to their computers — they say, ‘You bastard!’”
This guy was a classic nerd.
Many, many years ago back when there were only two or three Discworld books, I went to a theatre to see him speak. In the - very empty - bar before the show I got chatting to the guy sitting next to me, we talked about the little things you talk about in that situation. Really nice bloke. Bit of a lisp. After a while he put on a wide-brimmed hat and apologised for having to leave in the middle of a nice conversation but he had somewhere to be; before stalking out of the bar with a swish of his long, black coat.
I thought no more about it until 15 minutes later when the man I'd been talking to walked out on stage and said "Good evening, I'm Terry Pratchett"
He's always been my favourite author and he's still the most famous person I've ever spoken to, and I love that I had no idea until after it had happened.
Point being that the French coach is worth like 250 million dollars, while the Icelandic coach has a day job.
The Icelandic Football league resembles the Gaelic games played in Ireland, them being Gaelic Football and Hurling. All the players and coaches are regular people with day jobs, and none of the players are paid a salary for their time on the field. It really gets to the core of what it means to play for the love of the sport.
Football is a big thing for Iceland I feel.
Also am dropping this here: Iceland witnesses record-breaking baby boom nine months on from humiliating England at Euro 2016
I had also heard that "Iceland's Got Talent" stopped production after three seasons because they ran out of people to perform.
You may want to for your teeth, but the CO2 we breath out is part of our normal resperation process. We are changing useful O2 with harmful CO2 in our blood. The soda water you're drinking should never get into your circulatory system.
"Honey, this keto shit really works, I've lost 14 pounds in a week!"
"Alright but just don't get too excited, most of that is carbon dioxide weight and you're going to plateau."
Does this mean I need to stop drinking seltzer because it's carbonated? /s (but maybe not)
The key to immortality revealed. Doctors hate him.
A potato a day, keeps death at bay. Add some butter, and the reaper will shudder.
I guess the only limitation you'd have is how long you could just eat potatoes and butter for before going mentally insane.
Some guy did it last year, for a whole year. Lost 110 pounds and improved his overall health on potatoes alone, no butter. I am an Idahoan, and I love spuds. But I would rather have my genitals nailed down than be forced to only eat them for a year. If I could count a generous amount of vodka as part of the diet, well then maybe.