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Post by gato on Jul 31, 2020 10:22:15 GMT -5
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Post by rangercaster on Jul 31, 2020 10:40:51 GMT -5
I can't disagree with your premise ...
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Post by Peegoo 🏁 on Jul 31, 2020 10:49:49 GMT -5
In the grand scheme of the universe, a billion years is like a single second within the timeframe of a year: it's inconsequential.
"Most hotels don't have a 13th floor because people are superstitious. If you jump from the 14th floor, you will die earlier than you think."
-Mitch Hedberg
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Post by gato on Jul 31, 2020 12:54:31 GMT -5
In the grand scheme of the universe, a billion years is like a single second within the timeframe of a year: it's inconsequential. "Most hotels don't have a 13th floor because people are superstitious. If you jump from the 14th floor, you will die earlier than you think." -Mitch Hedberg And yet they have mirrors, just waiting to be broken. Jails have sorted out this superstition problem in their accommodations, by making the mirrors unbreakable. An inmate can climb out of his lumpy bunk into the miasma of multi cellmate flatulence, look in the mirror and think .... how lucky am I?! |
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Post by Peegoo 🏁 on Jul 31, 2020 13:20:04 GMT -5
Hotels also have taken to limiting the movement of 'openable' windows, or have installed windows that cannot be opened at all. Which reminds me...
About 15 years ago I was in Terre Haute Indie-Anna on a work trip and they put us up in the Holiday Inn south of downtown on the main drag. I was up on the 4th floor and my compadres were all on lower floors. One evening after a particularly stressful day we went for steaks at a brew pub (GOOD steaks!) and returned to the hotel.
We were apparently not done drinking yet, so my crew showed up at my door with cold beer and whisky, and one of the guys had a giant box of those Hostess powdered sugar mini donuts. It was late fall but I had the window open because two of the guys lit up cigars. Someone tossed one of the donuts out the window, and thanks to the full moon the powdered sugar made a very visible splat mark on the black pavement below. This quickly turned onto a sort of contest to determine who could throw a donut the farthest. There were a few cars out there, and a few got hit. Everybody got several turns until the donuts were gone; I don't remember who won, but that was really not the point.
If you happened to be staying at a Holiday Inn in Terre Haute a bunch of years ago and you went out to your car in the morning to find it splatted with donut dust, I apologize.
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Post by Bronx on Jul 31, 2020 18:05:14 GMT -5
In 2006 I drove across the country. Stopped at a truck stop in Terre Haute to pee. The bathroom had a strong aroma of cheap cigars and beer. In just the couple minutes I was in there my clothes picked up the scent and I smelled like that bathroom for the rest of the day.
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Post by larryguitar54 on Jul 31, 2020 18:30:32 GMT -5
Therefore, if I fall from a balcony on the 40th floor vs a balcony on the 39th, the stain I leave on the concrete below, will be approximately the same, and therefore the universe can continue to expand without stopping first to hose down the mess I made. Please don't test that theory. Let's just assume you're correct. |
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Post by K4 on Jul 31, 2020 21:36:44 GMT -5
So that was youuu......
I really didn't mind the donut splattered on the roof but I did take offense to the whiskey bottle that went through my windshield.
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Post by Peegoo 🏁 on Aug 1, 2020 8:30:38 GMT -5
Oops! That one was ME!
Re: "Billion smillion..."
A couple was watching the news on TV. The reporter stated, "Two Brazilian people died while skydiving today because their parachutes failed to open."
The blonde gal burst into tears. Her husband said, "I know it’s sad, but that's one of the many inherent risks of skydiving."
Through her sobs, she replied, "But that’s a lot of people. How many is a brazillion?"
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