JadenSmith

I have a theory that initially a lot of these works were made for a laugh, like an old timey joke picture, and over time people kept adding meaning to them.
Like someone makes a rude and crude painting of a giant cock with eyes, makes people laugh, and a few thousand years later some bloke in a trilby goes "hmm, yes, it seems these people worshipped a penis god at this point in time. Also it clearly reads a prophecy, 'deez nuts'. Fascinating."

Pretty much. That's how I have 9. Occasionally hungry cats come to my garden for food. One of my best buddies passed away last year, I had built a cat house for him from a thing I got online, and I kept it there for other animals to use when the Winters come.
Recently a neighbour's cat came to my garden, whilst they were out of the house, and she had an abscess on her face, so I was able to take her to the emergency vets and they sorted her out (was a Saturday).

I don't know if it's just me being high, but I think animals can sense some shit. Was at a park with a buddy last Summer and I was kneeling down to read something on a rock, and a squirrel comes to me and is like, doing those hand gestures like it's asking me for something. My mate gave him some BBQ Hula Hoops, and the little dude was ecstatic.
I've been carrying water with me ever since that day, like, it would be really cool if I feed an animal water on the random.

The Earl Grey was better before the production of oil of bergamot was taken out of England.
It just didn't taste the same after the shift.

Seems like the rest of the comments, sans a few, didn't read the article.
Having flown a fair bit, Heathrow always felt rather quiet. I flew out and back to Heathrow 3 times within the span of a year, recently, and didnt notice any background music - something I became familiar with in other airports. If this is how they're planning to introduce some music I'm all for it.

I can already hear the static whenever we got a phonecall and the receiver was too close.

Back in the day I ran a small Shout cast server. Once had around 40 listeners. It made teenage me happy. In a broken voice, between tracks, I'd pretend to be a radio guy on my cheap desktop microphone (those white/grey/cream sticks, you know the ones I'm sure).
"Yo yo yo, that was a SICK beat, let's get on down to some more funky tunes!!!"

Fun memories.

When I was growing up we didn't need it at all, however within the last couple of decades the temperatures have really ramped up to noticeable degrees. There are parts of my house which have gone to 30c, which never used to happen.
I have invested in two air conditioning units, however it's just an added expense that feels like patchwork (given projections of climate change getting far worse).

At least THPS 3+4 remasters are coming out soon.
We can all die to some sick tunes and gnarly grinds.

It may be easier to train a pigeon to drop the notes to an intended location.
I call mine Bobandra (they are gander fluid).

I just print things as normal, and write my ransom notes on notepad paper with my non dominant hand.
Sometimes, when they start getting wise, I use the pen with my non dominant foot.

It's a pretty simple workaround, you don't need to overcomplicate it.

It's the initials of me and my ex wife, with a small design around it. We got matching ones.

Never get a spouses name tattooed. I was told not to, and I should have listened. This was 13 years ago and I will be finally getting around to it this year.

a tattoo, and I didn't even pay for it.

The reason it's a waste is because it'll cost £5-600 for a decent cover up. Essentially I got this to cover up... Terrible decision.

I have a variety of tattoos, and I only regret one of them. Still proud of the others decades later.