there’s a story in aesop’s fables, i think it is, about a human talking to a satyr or something. The satyr asks why the human is blowing on his hands during a snow storm and he says “to warm up” later inside the satyr asks the human why he’s blowing on the soup and the human says “to cool it down”
and the satyr has had enough and says “well I won’t have a guest that breaths cold air one moment and hot air the next” and tells the human to leave his house
- Haa is hot because your breath is warm from your lungblood
- Hoo is cold because, while the air is still warm, you’re blowing it at a greater pressure by blowing it through a smaller hole, and the effect of the windchill is greater than the effect of the slight warmth in the air
That story always pissed me off, because while people generally interpret it as “don’t be double-tongued” or “avoid those who are inconstant”, my interpretation was “satyrs are FUCKING STUPID”.
Alternatively, a mother: Just wait until you have kids :)
Honestly the two worst kinds of people ever oh yeah and “wait until you’re my age” the fucking three horsemen of undermining your pain
what about the fourth horseman of “what about all those starving orphans in africa”
“Not as tired as our troops!”: War “Just wait until you have kids”: Pestilence “Wait until you’re my age”: Death “What about all the starving kids in Africa?”: Famine
