Stalinwolf
joined 2 years ago
I used to contemplate jumping in the air, then quickly using my foot to spring upward off of my other leg/foot, and repeating that until I've reached a desired elevation.
He'll get on with or without us.
The bulb sends you his thanks.
I haven't had a cigarette since 2014, but I'll have one now since Gary went through all the trouble.
John Goodman, John Candy, John F. Kennedy, John C. Reilly, John Denver. Trust in the Jo(h)ns..
I love the legend of Bigfoot, and I've spent enough time among the vast wilderness of the western and northwestern continent of North America to respect how such a concept can be entertained. These forests are unfathomably large, and navigating through them across BC, the Yukon and Alaska is akin to taking a canoe across the Pacific. It's humbling. However, I wholly accept the criticisms of the legend as well, though it has never stopped my imagination from hoping there's more to it, nor has it stifled my fascination with hearing first-hand accounts told by locals and indigenous peoples.
That said... have you checked in on the Bigfoot community lately? Half of those guys have gone fucking nuts and are now inventing entirely new superpowers to explain the mythos. Cloaking devices, interdimensional shifting, time travel, telepathy, and an undeniable link with UFOs and other cryptids. Now that old photos are so easy to replicate with AI, the waters have been even further muddied, and most of these groups just circulate the same obvious fakes. Old sepia photographs of mountaineers standing among groups of them, in miraculously high-definition. Photos that somehow circumvented the public for close to a century and have now appeared with exceptional clarity. Bigfoot fan groups have almost become a social club for schizophrenics. It's wild.
Low ranking aristocrat? Hardly! The fact remains that the Tooks are not as respectable as the Bagginses, though they are undoubtedly richer. One could also argue that Bilbo's father built the most luxurious Hobbit-hole to be found either under The Hill, over The Hill, or across The Water.
That's fucking awesome! That's also how you end up running with a sect of druids.
The hogs will never betray you. If they do, you were never running with the hogs to begin with.
I'm almost certain I saw some dudes chilling here in the Lesser Zone.