MOS: The Forbidden Experiments
Contemporary scholars question the authenticity of these stories. Which means we’re a society that makes up legends about experimenting on babies.
Contemporary scholars question the authenticity of these stories. Which means we’re a society that makes up legends about experimenting on babies.
Could my colleagues exercise a little restraint in reporting on interesting new microbes, lest we spur panic about diseases that haven’t infected more than, say, three dozen people since 2018?
The Huronian Glaciation, the first and longest known ice age at 300 million years or so, was ushered in largely by these small giants.
Erectile dysfunction in the fuck-around-and-find-out era of medicine, they hit you with a little electricity. Where? Anywhere. Get creative.
If an asteroid happens upon a collision course with Earth after it was inexplicably the only thing screenwriters could think about in 1998, I expect we will have a plan to yeet that shit on over to Uranus.
Chlorine doesn’t ferry piss out of the pool for adult swim. It’s just a molecule. At best it will react with other molecules. At worst, same.
The outbreak mostly died down, but not without nearly 100,000 cases, 169 confirmed global fatalities as of January 2024, and a heaping dose of panic.
After upwards of thirteen billion years of space travel, that giant honeycomb mirror collects every weary infrared photon it can grab.
Troublesome memories show up at 4pm when you’re on deadline to whisper in your ear “it’s been a while, how ‘bout now for some ugly crying?”
This will be my third column about bananas and I have to really crank up the dick jokes this time by an inch or two. Or, perhaps, it’s time to let them go limp.
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