#silly — Public Fediverse posts

Secretly fight a count while burying an axe under a secret ruin. #gothic #silly

I have also discovered that my card table, a remnant of the 1980s, bows to the center like a giant bowl. It is not apparent upon glancing, but put a puddle of paint on it, and you’ll have to chase it to the center. I had to tape the edges of the wax paper up on to paint bottles to stop the paint from escaping.

I see plywood in my future… I mean, sure a new card table would probably be easier, but the working components of the table are fine, it’s just a little saggy with age. And frankly, so say we all…

#silly #painting #experimental

I have also discovered that my card table, a remnant of the 1980s, bows to the center like a giant bowl. It is not apparent upon glancing, but put a puddle of paint on it, and you’ll have to chase it to the center. I had to tape the edges of the wax paper up on to paint bottles to stop the paint from escaping.

I see plywood in my future… I mean, sure a new card table would probably be easier, but the working components of the table are fine, it’s just a little saggy with age. And frankly, so say we all…

#silly #painting #experimental

Update the Twoth, this atttempt was a lot more paint, but also I threw some Wd40 into the mix to see what would happen.

Not a total success, but I’m dialing it in!

#silly #painting #experimental

Update the Twoth, this atttempt was a lot more paint, but also I threw some Wd40 into the mix to see what would happen.

Not a total success, but I’m dialing it in!

#silly #painting #experimental

Van Gone

Kevin's Limerick of the Day

Van Gone

Van Gogh in a bar by the pier
Was asked, “Would you like, sir, a beer?”
He replied to the gent
In a Cockney accent
“No thanks, because I have one ‘ere”

#funny #comedy #laugh #silly #humor #humour #verse #poetry #poem #limerick #vangogh #beer #cockney #ear

Van Gone

Kevin's Limerick of the Day

Van Gone

Van Gogh in a bar by the pier
Was asked, “Would you like, sir, a beer?”
He replied to the gent
In a Cockney accent
“No thanks, because I have one ‘ere”

#funny #comedy #laugh #silly #humor #humour #verse #poetry #poem #limerick #vangogh #beer #cockney #ear

Good morning and happy Thursday!

Don't throw out your back for Throwback Thursday.

That is all.

#Thursday #Silly #GoodMorning

Good morning and happy Thursday!

Don't throw out your back for Throwback Thursday.

That is all.

#Thursday #Silly #GoodMorning

Update: ok. I’m trying real hard not to do that GenX thing where I fail at something the first time I try, and thus declare I cannot do the thing, the thing is impossible, and I’m stupid for trying.

This experiment did not go to plan as hoped. However, I did learn some stuff, so I’m gonna try again, cause I’ve already made a mess. 🥳

I give you: Squished Failure Number 1. Probably of a series. 🙀

#silly #painting #experimental

Update: ok. I’m trying real hard not to do that GenX thing where I fail at something the first time I try, and thus declare I cannot do the thing, the thing is impossible, and I’m stupid for trying.

This experiment did not go to plan as hoped. However, I did learn some stuff, so I’m gonna try again, cause I’ve already made a mess. 🥳

I give you: Squished Failure Number 1. Probably of a series. 🙀

#silly #painting #experimental

And so it begins. Scrap canvases, ready. Clean canvas for first attempt, ready. Paints mixed, freezer paper taped to a table, chains and sticks to hand, what could go wrong! Hold my brushes, I’m going in!

#silly #painting #experimental

And so it begins. Scrap canvases, ready. Clean canvas for first attempt, ready. Paints mixed, freezer paper taped to a table, chains and sticks to hand, what could go wrong! Hold my brushes, I’m going in!

#silly #painting #experimental

Drown a malicious undertaker to impress a priest. #gothic #silly

Bitchy Bitey Hellion Ideas:

1) Win lotto or become indie
2) Apply for lots of jobs
3) Reply to every automated rejection (cc CEO) with "go fk urself"

#Capitalism #Silly

Bitchy Bitey Hellion Ideas:

1) Win lotto or become indie
2) Apply for lots of jobs
3) Reply to every automated rejection (cc CEO) with "go fk urself"

#Capitalism #Silly

Snuggle with a spectre while looking at a mourning goblin above an eldritch altar. #gothic #silly

Getting Sentenced
by Kevin Ahern

To reduce misuse of English
Grammar police at Facebook
Are imposing on offenders
A syntax

#funny #comedy #laugh #silly #humor #humour #verse #poetry #poem #sentence #language #grammar #Facebook #syntax

Getting Sentenced
by Kevin Ahern

To reduce misuse of English
Grammar police at Facebook
Are imposing on offenders
A syntax

#funny #comedy #laugh #silly #humor #humour #verse #poetry #poem #sentence #language #grammar #Facebook #syntax

"if you don't quit hogging the feeder, i'll knock you off"

"try it, bunky, do i look worried to you?"

#PhotoMonday #Fotomontag #Birds #Hummingbirds #BirdsOfMastodon #BIrdPhotography #Nature #Silly

"if you don't quit hogging the feeder, i'll knock you off"

"try it, bunky, do i look worried to you?"

#PhotoMonday #Fotomontag #Birds #Hummingbirds #BirdsOfMastodon #BIrdPhotography #Nature #Silly

Sell a coffin to a knight after throwing a withering bone at a ghoul. #gothic #silly

Highway to Hull: Great Songs That Never Were 🛣️

Highway to Hell is a famous 1979 song by generic rock band AC/DC. The song is famous for being about highways, Hell, and hedonistic rock and roll lifestyles. It is an okay song.

But did you know there was a 1980 single called Highway to Hull? It’s about the debauched, depraved lifestyles of those whom are heading to the port city of Hull in East Riding of Yorkshire. Truly, it is a modern day masterpiece.

Satan and Northern England in Highway to Hull

Hull, arguably one of the UK’s most underrated cities, which is way it the song was written by Hull-based thrash metal band ABCD. Look at these incredible lyrics:

No stop signs, speed limit,
Nobody’s gonna slow me down,
Like a wheel, gonna spin it,
Nobody’s gonna mess me around,
Hey, Satan, payin’ my dues,
Playin’ in a rockin’ band,
Hey, mama, look at me,
I’m on the way to the promised land, woah,

I’m on the highway to Hull,
Highway to Hull,
I’m on the highway to Hull,
Highway to Hull.

Some contemporary critics noted the lyrics were exactly the same as AC/DC’s song (Highway to Hell), apart from the change of the location (from the place of punishment in the afterlife, to the sleepy city of Hull in Northern England).

However, the band ABCD rejected such a claim.

Pale and malnourished English people lapped the song up, storming it into the UK charts into 25th, before peaking at 23rd, then back to 25th, then up to 24th the following week, back up to 23rd the week after that, then it plummeted out of the charts for good.

It was to be ABCD’s biggest ever UK hit, although the song did storm to No. 1 in the charts over in Barbados (for unknown reasons to this day). As of August 2026, the band live off royalties the song makes, which is enough to afford them all a lifestyle of cheap cigarettes, low-quality lager, and a single bedroom apartment with mould on a wall in Hull.

The Infamous ABCD Live Stubbed Toe and Satan Incident

Notoriously, in a September 1980 performance of the song Highway to Hull, backing vocalist and bassist John Smith stubbed his toe. It hurt so much he began a barrage of obscene swearing, including the f bomb amongst others, but also uttered the word “hell”.

This immediately triggered Satan to directly contact AC/DC and issue a complaint of plagiarism of their song.

Armed with Satan Himself as a legal guardian and demonic defence lawyer, the Australian rock band came down like a tonne of bricks on ABCD, Hull, and its various highways. Many in the region were raised in the subsequent carnage.

Indeed, to this day there’s no direct motorway into the city limits of Kingston upon Hull.

Instead, the city endures merely one primary strategic trunk highway (the A63). This acts as the location’s only lifeline connecting it to the UK’s national motorway network.

This devious act was named the 135th most demonic thing Satan has ever done in the history of time.

Highway to Hull: Great Songs That Never Were 🛣️

Highway to Hell is a famous 1979 song by generic rock band AC/DC. The song is famous for being about highways, Hell, and hedonistic rock and roll lifestyles. It is an okay song.

But did you know there was a 1980 single called Highway to Hull? It’s about the debauched, depraved lifestyles of those whom are heading to the port city of Hull in East Riding of Yorkshire. Truly, it is a modern day masterpiece.

Satan and Northern England in Highway to Hull

Hull, arguably one of the UK’s most underrated cities, which is way it the song was written by Hull-based thrash metal band ABCD. Look at these incredible lyrics:

No stop signs, speed limit,
Nobody’s gonna slow me down,
Like a wheel, gonna spin it,
Nobody’s gonna mess me around,
Hey, Satan, payin’ my dues,
Playin’ in a rockin’ band,
Hey, mama, look at me,
I’m on the way to the promised land, woah,

I’m on the highway to Hull,
Highway to Hull,
I’m on the highway to Hull,
Highway to Hull.

Some contemporary critics noted the lyrics were exactly the same as AC/DC’s song (Highway to Hell), apart from the change of the location (from the place of punishment in the afterlife, to the sleepy city of Hull in Northern England).

However, the band ABCD rejected such a claim.

Pale and malnourished English people lapped the song up, storming it into the UK charts into 25th, before peaking at 23rd, then back to 25th, then up to 24th the following week, back up to 23rd the week after that, then it plummeted out of the charts for good.

It was to be ABCD’s biggest ever UK hit, although the song did storm to No. 1 in the charts over in Barbados (for unknown reasons to this day). As of August 2026, the band live off royalties the song makes, which is enough to afford them all a lifestyle of cheap cigarettes, low-quality lager, and a single bedroom apartment with mould on a wall in Hull.

The Infamous ABCD Live Stubbed Toe and Satan Incident

Notoriously, in a September 1980 performance of the song Highway to Hull, backing vocalist and bassist John Smith stubbed his toe. It hurt so much he began a barrage of obscene swearing, including the f bomb amongst others, but also uttered the word “hell”.

This immediately triggered Satan to directly contact AC/DC and issue a complaint of plagiarism of their song.

Armed with Satan Himself as a legal guardian and demonic defence lawyer, the Australian rock band came down like a tonne of bricks on ABCD, Hull, and its various highways. Many in the region were raised in the subsequent carnage.

Indeed, to this day there’s no direct motorway into the city limits of Kingston upon Hull.

Instead, the city endures merely one primary strategic trunk highway (the A63). This acts as the location’s only lifeline connecting it to the UK’s national motorway network.

This devious act was named the 135th most demonic thing Satan has ever done in the history of time.

Green Luigi service that plants a tree for every assassinated billionaire.

#silly #eatTheRich #bringBackTheGuillottines #LuigiMangione

Green Luigi service that plants a tree for every assassinated billionaire.

#silly #eatTheRich #bringBackTheGuillottines #LuigiMangione

Ask a ghastly count to fight a lich after throwing a magical skull at a wailing witch under a gloomy cellar. #gothic #silly

https://nkvsspsundaycomics.thecomicseries.com/comics/441/

"Disposable butt speculums" interesting band... 🤣

#pardonOurArtist #medical #sundaycomic #webcomics #webcomicchat #comicbookhour #comics #examtools #silly #thoughts #mentalimages #sundayMorning #abitoffun #sunday #vibecheck

Wound a confused will-o'-the-wisp. #gothic #silly

Forgive a priest. #gothic #silly

Supermarket Haiku Sweep Friday Special Extravaganza! 🛒🏪✒️

As Rebecca Black so famously sung: “It’s Friday, Friday, gotta get down on Friday!” And, indeed, therefore we’re covering supermarkets for our first Haiku Friday of 2026.

We all know and love supermarkets! Aldi, Asda, Tesco, M&S, Netto etc. They’re great and have loads of food in them that goes to waste and gets chucked in bins to rot. Thus, let’s get poetic about it.

Supermarket Haiku Special

∞

Getting Lost in the Supermarket

Oh my god where the Hell am I?
It feels like I might well die,
When all I wanted was to buy a big old pork pie.

∞

Consumerist Clubcard Loyalty

Clubcard in my hand,
This microwave pasta cheese meal is only £1 bargain bargain bargain,
Stuffed it down me pants and legged it from store.

∞

Finding the Reduced to Clear Section

Where in the Hell is the reduced to clear section?
This is as infuriating as a rigged election,
Or your bins not being picked up for collection.

∞

Buying From the Reduced to Clear Section

Oh my god I want cheap foodstuff goods,
Oh look there are some super reduced spuds,
Which I’ve now shoplifted with some Suds.

∞

Shopping in the Upper-Class Supermarket

Buying extra expensive goods because I worked hard enough,
No working-class scumbags in here praise God,
Sneer at pathetic cashier on way out.

∞

Shopping in the Low-Budget Supermarket

Got 300 tins of baked beans for 35p,
Gonna cook ’em all up in a load of ghee,
That’s really going to make me need to pee.

∞

Shoplifting at the Supermarket

Using free will to shoplift at the supermarket,
Stuffed 20 bags of Maltesers up me jumper,
Told the staff I’ve got leprosy.

∞

Ramming Customers With a Trolley

Stupid fellow customers get out of my way,
Otherwise I’m going to make you bloody pay,
That’ll really make my day.

∞

Using the Free Supermarket Toilets

Jesus Christ what the hell is that?
And why does it stink so bad?
I should have just gone in my shopping bag.

∞

Using the Self-Checkout Till

Using free will at the self-checkout till,
But pretty sure something’s wrong with my bill,
And the customer service assistant’s name is Phil.

∞

Item Not Scanning at the Self-Checkout Till

I’ve tried scanning this bag of peas 35 times,
I’m trying not to look totally pissed off,
Angry customers waiting are flipping me off.

∞

Being Forced to Make Small Talk With the Cashier

Beep-beep-beep-beep-beep,
“Cold for this time of year, is not it”,
Bleep-bleep-bleep-bleep-bleep.

∞

Asking an Employee for Help

“Excuse me, shopkeep, but where are the ice bags?”
Employee does not know,
Complain to the manager.

∞

Customer Blocking the Aisle With Trolley and Kids

The trolley is there and so are the screaming kids,
I wanted to get Skittles this fine day but can’t,
Starve to death.

∞

Screaming Babies in the Supermarket

Why are all these babies screaming in the supermarket?
Shouldn’t they be in baby school?
Or are they here shoplifting?

Supermarket Haiku Sweep Friday Special Extravaganza! 🛒🏪✒️

As Rebecca Black so famously sung: “It’s Friday, Friday, gotta get down on Friday!” And, indeed, therefore we’re covering supermarkets for our first Haiku Friday of 2026.

We all know and love supermarkets! Aldi, Asda, Tesco, M&S, Netto etc. They’re great and have loads of food in them that goes to waste and gets chucked in bins to rot. Thus, let’s get poetic about it.

Supermarket Haiku Special

∞

Getting Lost in the Supermarket

Oh my god where the Hell am I?
It feels like I might well die,
When all I wanted was to buy a big old pork pie.

∞

Consumerist Clubcard Loyalty

Clubcard in my hand,
This microwave pasta cheese meal is only £1 bargain bargain bargain,
Stuffed it down me pants and legged it from store.

∞

Finding the Reduced to Clear Section

Where in the Hell is the reduced to clear section?
This is as infuriating as a rigged election,
Or your bins not being picked up for collection.

∞

Buying From the Reduced to Clear Section

Oh my god I want cheap foodstuff goods,
Oh look there are some super reduced spuds,
Which I’ve now shoplifted with some Suds.

∞

Shopping in the Upper-Class Supermarket

Buying extra expensive goods because I worked hard enough,
No working-class scumbags in here praise God,
Sneer at pathetic cashier on way out.

∞

Shopping in the Low-Budget Supermarket

Got 300 tins of baked beans for 35p,
Gonna cook ’em all up in a load of ghee,
That’s really going to make me need to pee.

∞

Shoplifting at the Supermarket

Using free will to shoplift at the supermarket,
Stuffed 20 bags of Maltesers up me jumper,
Told the staff I’ve got leprosy.

∞

Ramming Customers With a Trolley

Stupid fellow customers get out of my way,
Otherwise I’m going to make you bloody pay,
That’ll really make my day.

∞

Using the Free Supermarket Toilets

Jesus Christ what the hell is that?
And why does it stink so bad?
I should have just gone in my shopping bag.

∞

Using the Self-Checkout Till

Using free will at the self-checkout till,
But pretty sure something’s wrong with my bill,
And the customer service assistant’s name is Phil.

∞

Item Not Scanning at the Self-Checkout Till

I’ve tried scanning this bag of peas 35 times,
I’m trying not to look totally pissed off,
Angry customers waiting are flipping me off.

∞

Being Forced to Make Small Talk With the Cashier

Beep-beep-beep-beep-beep,
“Cold for this time of year, is not it”,
Bleep-bleep-bleep-bleep-bleep.

∞

Asking an Employee for Help

“Excuse me, shopkeep, but where are the ice bags?”
Employee does not know,
Complain to the manager.

∞

Customer Blocking the Aisle With Trolley and Kids

The trolley is there and so are the screaming kids,
I wanted to get Skittles this fine day but can’t,
Starve to death.

∞

Screaming Babies in the Supermarket

Why are all these babies screaming in the supermarket?
Shouldn’t they be in baby school?
Or are they here shoplifting?

Two loaves

#CatsOfMastodon #silly #photograph

Two loaves

#CatsOfMastodon #silly #photograph

Steal a glowing coffin from a weeping zombie after throwing an effigy at a busy goth. #gothic #silly

Professional Nose Picking Support Services Ltd. 👃 [Sponsored Post]

If you have nostrils that need emptying, but you’re too busy or lazy to do it yourself, then you need to hire Professional Nose Picking Support Services Ltd.

With other 50 years’ experience picking other people’s noses, we’re the experts in all things related to extracting snot and mucus out of human faces. Book your free consultation today, specialist nose picking services are only a phone call away.

Nose Picking Services: Blunt Force Objects, Tweezers, Fingers, and an Anvil

We have a 300 strong team of trained professionals ready and available to pick your nose 24/7. It doesn’t matter the time of day, month, or year. Ring out hotline and choose from a wealth of nose picking packages:

• Basic hygiene request: Book into our clinic, arrive on time, and endure as the specialist snot remover prises items from your nostrils. This is the least painful option in our payment packages.
• Genuine need of dislodgement: If your nose is badly blocked up, you’ll need to spend a weekend in our clinic where our specialists will undertake a full-body MRI scan to understand what the hell is going on, then get the mucus out of your face.
• Emergencies: In the event of a crisis, our elite team will arrive on-site via helicopter to prise bogeys from your nostrils using specialist equipment (The Jaws of Life).

Please rest assured, while our services do often result in our patients screaming in agony, you may be okay and not endure the same intense fear/panic/pain as we thrust sharp implements up your nostrils.

Premium Package: For People With More Money Than Sense

Whether you’re a delusional CEO who earns a six figure wage packet while doing barely anything, or a CEO earning a six figure wage packet for doing nothing, or a CEO earning a six figure wage packet for nothing doing, we’re here to support your snot-based needs:

• Private nostril screenings by our resident senior expert Dr. Jeff
• Expert insights from Dr. Jeff
• Expert, clinical, agonising snot removal by Dr. Jeff using his patented practices

Dr. Jeff stinks mildly of gin and tonic, which he attempts to cover up through liberal use of aftershave. He is 75 years old and has extracted 100 million bogeys (based on his exact career long measurements) over an expanse of 66 years in this most noble of services.

Customer Testimonials

“I’m a busy CEO who arrives at work at 11am in my BMW, orders people around, then goes home at 12. My life is full on, fast-paced, and I deserve to have snot removed with the clinical precision Dr. Jeff provided. He did slip once and a scalpel violently entered into the base of my cranium, but with a 10% discount as compensation, I was still delighted with the service.” CEO Henry McMcMc

“went for the cheapest option and it were like having a lobotomy. i just wanted my nose picked i DID NOT WANT my brain scraped out! 3/5” Jeff from Bolton of Greater Manchester

“I paid for the premium package because I’m planning to be a rich, lazy CEO sometime in the next 20 years or so. I went in and then… had tot deal with Dr. Jeff. He was drunk on gin, said I needed to floss my teeth more often, then asked if he could add me on Instagram. I told him I was there for nose picking services and he replied that he hadn’t cleaned dishes since his university days in 1912. I left and demanded a refund. I got a 10% refund. That’ll do.” Jane from Bolton of Greater Manchester

Professional Nose Picking Support Services Ltd. 👃 [Sponsored Post]

If you have nostrils that need emptying, but you’re too busy or lazy to do it yourself, then you need to hire Professional Nose Picking Support Services Ltd.

With other 50 years’ experience picking other people’s noses, we’re the experts in all things related to extracting snot and mucus out of human faces. Book your free consultation today, specialist nose picking services are only a phone call away.

Nose Picking Services: Blunt Force Objects, Tweezers, Fingers, and an Anvil

We have a 300 strong team of trained professionals ready and available to pick your nose 24/7. It doesn’t matter the time of day, month, or year. Ring out hotline and choose from a wealth of nose picking packages:

• Basic hygiene request: Book into our clinic, arrive on time, and endure as the specialist snot remover prises items from your nostrils. This is the least painful option in our payment packages.
• Genuine need of dislodgement: If your nose is badly blocked up, you’ll need to spend a weekend in our clinic where our specialists will undertake a full-body MRI scan to understand what the hell is going on, then get the mucus out of your face.
• Emergencies: In the event of a crisis, our elite team will arrive on-site via helicopter to prise bogeys from your nostrils using specialist equipment (The Jaws of Life).

Please rest assured, while our services do often result in our patients screaming in agony, you may be okay and not endure the same intense fear/panic/pain as we thrust sharp implements up your nostrils.

Premium Package: For People With More Money Than Sense

Whether you’re a delusional CEO who earns a six figure wage packet while doing barely anything, or a CEO earning a six figure wage packet for doing nothing, or a CEO earning a six figure wage packet for nothing doing, we’re here to support your snot-based needs:

• Private nostril screenings by our resident senior expert Dr. Jeff
• Expert insights from Dr. Jeff
• Expert, clinical, agonising snot removal by Dr. Jeff using his patented practices

Dr. Jeff stinks mildly of gin and tonic, which he attempts to cover up through liberal use of aftershave. He is 75 years old and has extracted 100 million bogeys (based on his exact career long measurements) over an expanse of 66 years in this most noble of services.

Customer Testimonials

“I’m a busy CEO who arrives at work at 11am in my BMW, orders people around, then goes home at 12. My life is full on, fast-paced, and I deserve to have snot removed with the clinical precision Dr. Jeff provided. He did slip once and a scalpel violently entered into the base of my cranium, but with a 10% discount as compensation, I was still delighted with the service.” CEO Henry McMcMc

“went for the cheapest option and it were like having a lobotomy. i just wanted my nose picked i DID NOT WANT my brain scraped out! 3/5” Jeff from Bolton of Greater Manchester

“I paid for the premium package because I’m planning to be a rich, lazy CEO sometime in the next 20 years or so. I went in and then… had tot deal with Dr. Jeff. He was drunk on gin, said I needed to floss my teeth more often, then asked if he could add me on Instagram. I told him I was there for nose picking services and he replied that he hadn’t cleaned dishes since his university days in 1912. I left and demanded a refund. I got a 10% refund. That’ll do.” Jane from Bolton of Greater Manchester

Why, YES. YES I can. Although I prefer the title "Panjandrum." #satire #humor #humorous #funny #funnybone #silly #silliness #youthfair #countyfair #regionalfair #localfair #localfairs #mifflincounty #mifflincountyyouthfair #reedsville #local #localentertainment #localfair #localfairs #youthfairs #countyfairs #regionalfairs #exhibits #exhibit #plants #food #quilts #paintings #photography #community #localcommunity #animals #animals #goat #goats #sheep #localattraction

Why, YES. YES I can. Although I prefer the title "Panjandrum." #satire #humor #humorous #funny #funnybone #silly #silliness #youthfair #countyfair #regionalfair #localfair #localfairs #mifflincounty #mifflincountyyouthfair #reedsville #local #localentertainment #localfair #localfairs #youthfairs #countyfairs #regionalfairs #exhibits #exhibit #plants #food #quilts #paintings #photography #community #localcommunity #animals #animals #goat #goats #sheep #localattraction

🔴Vket 2026 Summer is Live!
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HhLsgUqqjDg

#youtube_vketchan #Virtual_Market #vketchan #Metaverse #vr #virtual #virtual_reality #funny #moments #hilarious #funtage #gameplay #silly #comedy #girl #social_vr #vrc #vrchat_funny_moments #vrchat_comedy #vrchat_funny #htc #vive #oculus #rift #memes #vrchat_meme #full_body_tracking #valve_index #gaminng #vr_experience #meme #vket #meta #quest #vtuber #avatar

🔴Vket 2026 Summer is Live!
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=amT3Qr8RxYY

#youtube_vketchan #Virtual_Market #vketchan #Metaverse #vr #virtual #virtual_reality #funny #moments #hilarious #funtage #gameplay #silly #comedy #girl #social_vr #vrc #vrchat_funny_moments #vrchat_comedy #vrchat_funny #htc #vive #oculus #rift #memes #vrchat_meme #full_body_tracking #valve_index #gaminng #vr_experience #meme #vket #meta #quest #vtuber #avatar

when the air purifier cranks just after I walk by:

#humor #silly #gif #home

when the air purifier cranks just after I walk by:

#humor #silly #gif #home

Sell a glimmering axe to a magnificent wraith while burying a skull. #gothic #silly

bonus art :blobfoxhappymlem:

mlem

an absolute decent queen

#silly #art #dragon

One of my favorite scenes and lines from The Flintstones:

Wilma: Does he have a name?
Woman at adoption center: Bam Bam
Fred: Is it short for something?
Woman: Bam Bam Bam

https://youtu.be/rDQo-9Ue0M4?t=100

#Flintstones #movies #lines #entertainment #silly

The Cosmic Dunce: Great Books That Never Were 🪐

The Cosmic Dance is a 2022 visual science book about the universe by Stephen Ellcock. It is a popular, clever, and excellent book about space mumbo jumbo and the like.

But did you you know there’s a space book called The Cosmic Dunce? First published in 1983 by pseudoscience conspiracy theorist Dr. Henry McDoctorson, it postulates the thesis planets are stupid and not worthy of scientific study (or visiting) at all.

Universal Waste of Space Time in The Cosmic Dunce

“It should go without saying that a planet such as Jupiter has a low IQ. Just look at it. Erratic, weird, with a Great Red Spot it can’t apply acne cream to for centuries on end. Only a FOOL would fail at such basic personal hygiene and I, for one, consider it offensive the gas giant is allowed to stay up there and Lord it all over our solar system. Jupiter should be shot out of the sky with missiles and such.”

The early chapters of the book involve Dr. McDoctorson ranting his inexplicable hatred about Jupiter. He argues vehemently it should be shot out of the sky, without offering much structure to his argument.

He also considers Saturn to be “silly” and its “disorderly” rings to be “messy” and a clear indication the gas giant doesn’t have its house in order.

By chapter three he target the rest of the solar system, his argument crumbling into a volatile selection of crude profanities and infantile rambling. To distract the readers’ various, respective, attentions he reminds everyone he studied physics at Oxford university, but had to drop out in 1969 due to a mixture of gout, scurvy, and longstanding accusations of cheating during exams.

He addresses the exam cheating directly in chapter four:

“I did not cheat during my physics exams, in the tedious, qualia-based reductionistic sense. Why would I? My genius is such the exams were beneath me, so whether I cheated or not, the result would have been the same—full marks, a standing ovation, and mandatory appointment as NASA’s lead Administrator. Therefore, ‘cheating’ in the exam in the way I did merely sped up the process of ensuring my inevitable status.”

Rumour has it his cheating led to his dismissal from Oxford university, but Dr. McDoctorson stated this was due to “maladies” such as gout and scurvy.

“I also had piles for the longest of times. Those were dark days.”

The Cosmic Dunce is a slight work. At only 150 pages, a big chunk of it doesn’t have much to do with science. Only in the final chapter (Space is Stupid) does the writer do any original thought, adding in a big bunch of confusing looking equations to distract readers from his lack of general clarity.

He concludes that space is, indeed, stupid and “establishments” such as NASA are wasting their time studying idiocy.

Mixing Up Epilogues & Prologues

The Cosmic Dunce is notable for beginning with an epilogue, then ending with a prologue, but also including an appendix listing out the planets Dr. McDoctorson considers the most stupid.

The prologue concludes what the epilogue stated first, by reconfirming what should have been confirmed last, in a conclusion complicated further as the appendix repeats much of what the two sections already clarify.

To add to the confusion, at the very close of the work (its final page) the writer added who the book is dedicated to (normally included at the start of a text), and he dedicated the book to:

“Jupiter, my favourite planet of them all.”

Having spent the previous 150 pages bitching non-stop about the gas giant, this ending has baffled even the greatest minds on the planet (Earth) since the book’s 1983 launch.