Cyclone.

The banana peels eventually.

Has there been a right wing conspiracy for decades. Probably.

The Russian math is when problems add up to a high enough number the war becomes impossibly unruly to manage, win ect. Early in the war no such math existed.

I am calling it a computer and getting rid of "Internet" and I am willing to say that for most gen x people this has been a bit of a fail in some ways. Its troubling how teck can relate with war mongering.

Winning the Award involves a large scope and obvious dedication.

Jeff Bezos might win The Better World Award and that isn't determined, but he has my attention since it would be a big deal if anyone wins.

The central paradox is how soon death may come regardless of how long the average life span is. If we think about death and respond to it rightly it may pain us. So an odd approach to life is required in which some forgetting of the facts is a must. The truth about time is a mind killer.

STRANGE OR JUST CONFUSING!

STRANGE FOR SURE!

Beware.

More than STRANGE!

From a distance.

It time to enjoy DISTOPIA WOW WORLD.

Simply irrisistable!

Power grabbers and disrupters to go on SUPER AVOCADO VACATION TRIP BACKWARDS IN TIME!

Yes! Avocado has gone Viral!

This winter be on the watch for: "Its raining avocados with cheese" and "What can we do to stop it!"

So there needs to be a physicist beauty contest???👩‍🔬

At the science university students can be seen exploring each other in curious ways.

The things I could do with a big vibrating pen.

In the news a man's idea blows up a barn and scares some chickens.

Belching was the usual custom. Farting was not classy or polite.

Setting: Inside a dark, echoing bathroom plumbing line, right before a major flushing event.Urine: (Splashing aggressively against the ceramic walls) Look at you, slacking off as usual! I’m in and out of here six times a day, keeping this body filtered and clean. You show up once—maybe twice if the human had a fiber bar—and expect a standing ovation. You're slow, you're heavy, and you take forever to get ready!Poop: (Thudding heavily into the water, sending up a massive splash) Slow? It’s called craftsmanship, you watery amateur! You’re just 95% water and a little bit of leftover urea. You require zero effort. I am the grand finale of a 24-hour digestive masterpiece! I represent the steak, the potatoes, the complex carbohydrates! I have structure. I have presence.Urine: Presence? You mean odor! You completely ruin the atmosphere the second you walk into the room. People have to light matches and turn on exhaust fans just to survive your presence. When I arrive, it’s a quick, polite zip and a wash of the hands. I am civilized.Poop: Oh, don't act so pure. You turn bright neon yellow if the human takes a single multivitamin! And let's talk about urgency—you make the human panic and run like a maniac just because a movie ran over two hours. I have discipline. I give a polite, rumbling warning hours in advance.Urine: (Steaming slightly) I am the frontline defense of the kidneys! Without me, the system shuts down from toxic buildup in days. You're just the stuff the body couldn't even use. You're literally the leftovers!Poop: Leftovers? I am the ultimate metric of gut health! Doctors study my shape, my color, and my consistency on a chart like it's fine art. No one is out here making a "Bristol Stool Chart" for your boring splash patterns.The Toilet Handle: (CLANK)Urine: (Swirling rapidly in circles) Uh oh. Here comes the swirl!Poop: (Sinking into the vortex) See you in the septic tank, water-boy!