if you’re american and coming to australia, I’m gonna go ahead and say that you should be 100 percent way more worried about being king hit by a dude named “dane” in a bintang singlet than any fucking spiders that exist here
what does this say in english
“Good sir, if you are a resident of the United States of America and coming to visit the sunny land of Australia, allow me to inform you that you should be rather more concerned about being sucker punched by a gentleman named ‘Dane’ who is likely to be seen wearing a wifebeater with a beer company logo on it than by any of the dangerous spiders that exist on this lovely continent”.
ok so what does it say in american
“You’re more likely to get sucker punched/cold-cocked by an asshole than you are to be bitten by a spider”.
thank you
Well rattle my spoons, that don’t make a lick of sense. Wot in tarnation does this hootenanny say?
“If ya mosey on by Australia, you best be fixin’ to get to some fisticuffs more'n checkin fer spiders.”
This is a Rosetta Stone for a single language
For those of you who dont know or remember, i have a draconequus named vaud. He doesnt live in a toon world but he DOES change the world around him to fit his toony self.
Your character has a powerful magic staff, containing some of the primal magic of the world’s creation, able to shift reality itself on a fundamental level.
Alas, they don’t know this, so they mostly just use it to hit people and knock things off high shelves.
let’s pour one out for all the janitors who clean and never get enough appreciation
Don’t they gotta clean up what we pour out
fuck stop it everyone the post is cancelled everyone please stop fuck what have I done
let’s clean one up for the janitors
We’re on the second floor of a tavern
Player: “Could you describe the room? Are there any windows?”
GM: “Yeah, there’s a window.”
Player: “Where does it lead?”
GM: “…outside?”
Me: How can we help you today?
Client: I’d like to print my photos.
Me: Sure, let’s go to the kiosk so that we can enter them in our system.
They go to the kiosk and choose the photos. They’re all in 3:4 ratio and the client wants them in 4x6 prints. I explain to her that we’ll either need to crop or make them fit-in with white bands on each side.
She blows up.
Client: WHAT THE F*CK DO YOU MEAN YOU NEED TO CROP MY PHOTOS?!
Me: (surprised) Well, they’re not the same ratio, ma'am. We can make them fit-in if you’d rather that, but you’ll get white bands on each side.
Client: NO I WANT THEM FULL! NO WHITE BANDS, NO CROPPING!
Me: Unfortunately that won’t work ma'am. It’s not the same ratio, not the same size. It would be like trying to make a square into a rectangle, it’s not the same shape.
Client: (getting up, extremely angry) YOU’RE F*CKING INCOMPETENT I’LL COME BACK ANOTHER DAY AND TALK TO SOMEONE WHO ACTUALLY KNOWS WHAT THEY’RE TALKING ABOUT!
Me: (pointing to the lab technician) This is our lab expert, she could help you out-
Client: NEVER F*CKING MIND YOU’RE REALLY BAD AT THIS.
