the mcelroys look like the least compatible people in the world based on just their appearances alone and it’s the funniest fucking thing to me
like, who knew that some elusive cool uncle who’s probably a trickster god sporting a hawaiian shirt, a goth cowboy who just stepped from a starbucks and is probably keeping the secrets of magic from the public, and an assistant regional manager for Staples who only owns clothes in beige are a) related and b) rule the Internet as reigning funnymen with a less-than-benevolent fist
Oh, also: In Ashkenazi culture, it’s considered bad luck to name a child after a living relative, because there’s a fear that the Malakh Hamavet (Angel of Death) would get confused when coming for an older relative and take the child sharing their name instead. So, as a result, Ashkenazim are generally only named after deceased relatives.
HOWEVER, this leads to an amazing Yiddish phrase for telling somebody to fuck off, which is: “May a baby be named after you.”
God might want to think about re-assigning the role of Angel of Death though…
BE NICE TO THE ANGEL OF DEATH HE IS DOING HIS BEST
[Context: we have just started the Curse of Strahd campaign, and my characters are in the dungeon called Death House. They’ve already learned not to trust me (the DM) after having to get to the top of a four story house before finding a way to the basement. They are now facing a well in the basement dungeon. There is nothing special about this well.]
Barbarian: I throw my moss agate down the well.
Me: Okay. It falls for a moment and then hits dry ground.
Barbarian to party: Okay, I can hold a rope and lower you guys down. Then I’ll jump down after you.
Me: How are you going to get back up?
Barbarian: *shrugs*
Me: Maybe you want to lower one person down first to see if it’s even worth going down?
*the barbarian lowers our 4'7" paladin down into the well.*
Me: With your dark vision, you find yourself in the bottom of an empty well. And…
*the party leans closer in anticipation*
Me: there’s a rock on the ground.
Barbarian: hey, could you pick up my rock for me?
Would anyone buy prints from me?
if i added a print version of commissions would anyone even buy it?
so before tumblr updates those guidelines or whatever and ends up deleting everyone BUT nazis i would like to get all of my violent opinions out right now:
- i think that we should set all yachts on fire
- go out and destroy your local golf course
- hell set mansions on fire too. and all at once too so the bourgeoisie cant just run to their 13th mansion for safety
- make local internet service providers funded by the community
- give homes to the homeless. or at least create more shelters out of the millions of vacant buildings that occupy half of every town’s space
- punching nazis is ok but what i really think we should do is start using bats and pipes so we dont have to injure our hands
i agree with everything but the pipes. You can hurt your hand by swinging a pipe too hard. a crowbar would be much more effective.
