I’m morbidly fascinated by the little details. He fully undressed and placed his clothes in a pile, and with toes rigidly pointed is going to town on the hole in the rock while a line of people look on waiting for their turn.
I’m thinking it wasn’t just a matter of time, actually.
And you know they aren’t washing it out each time…
…but me willing to pivot business model based on user feedback.
the first battle over authorial intent
Maybe even the first “death of the author” if he kept interrupting.
To be fair, a shaft is supposed to go in there, just not that kind of shaft.
“Failed to load media” tho.
Updated
A bit rough, eh?
These are cavemen with cavedicks. Cmon now.
Back when “hard as a rock” could be taken literally.
Cyanide and happiness did the dick in stone wheel joke first
I feel chafed
Proof the reptilian brain impulses precede mans conscious thought.
“It stuck now”
“the cylinder must exit unharmed”
“Instruction no clear”
