We could have had an adaptation of The Island....
The YouTube channel anti-chef always adds an extra bay leaf to recipes that call for it and he says “and add another one. I’m not driving” and this has permanently altered my vocabulary.
Every time I add something extra to a recipe I say that now. Add another clove of garlic, I’m not driving. Let’s have two eggs, I’m not driving. Let’s double the chili flakes, I’m not driving.
I love how ppl just do this sometimes to their potential ancestors. In the 25th century my descendants are gonna dive into old records and find a selfie of me, photoshop cybernetics onto me, and say I had the perfect face for being annoying about how it felt uploading my brain to the SolarNet while wearing stolen techpriest robes
NO FUCKING WAY
Imagine, some years from now, some poor unsuspecting soul finds an elevator shaft in this middle of no where ghost town of Cerro Gordo and it still works. It’s an insane, 45 minutes down into the nearby mining shaft with plenty of time to think about what could possibly be down there in the years since the mine closed.
And there,
In the darkness
Visage worn by the intervening years
He’s been here the whole time
Whenever my aunt springs her insane superstitious/religious cures on me I specifically remember when I was 17 and she got me exorcised. The priest was like "I don't think she's possessed" and she insisted "well there's something wrong with her, she's always [symptoms of depression] so..."
And the guy said some verses and touched my head and stuff then said I should drink only holy water for an entire week. Which wasn't hard to do, but my fav part of this whole experience was me saying I want to eat instant noodles and my aunt going "I'll make them for you. With the holy water he gave us." And then I had holy instant noodles