It’s a very slow cleaning process, I’m only after the bones.
Well you can always bleach the floors to get the smell out.
What’re you planning on using the bones for, sculpture? (that’s the only reasonable explanation I can think of)…
Well, I want to make jewellery and build a shrine, but as of yet I don’t have enough for both.
That’s pretty sensible. Unorthodox though, that kind of thing slipped my mind.
I had the same thing happen to me when harvesting for my sect’s altar. It was a pain trying to keep that project ‘‘under wraps’’ with so many LEOs poking around and asking questions, believe me!
The trick to getting the scent out is to let it soak with vinegar and sweat (tears will work too if you’re in a bind), then follow it up with turpentine.
You could also try child sacrifice, embalming salts or (fresh) salamander entrails.
And the goat, don’t forget the goat.
But I didn’t DO anything…
I said a goat not a goatpig.
But if we need a goat, we’ll just use half of you TGP.
May as well involve a pig somewhere…
Found out I apparently suffer from extreme clinical depression and need meds asap.
welp
I think that’s kind of a black mesa forums thing tbh.
Yep. Present proof of your prescription, and we’ll welcome you to the inner circle. Raminator’s Gentlemen’s Club awaits.
So THAT’S what that was…
And now I’ve gone and dropped my wallet too.
God fucking dammit.
edit: I need to add to this, I have a package waiting for me at the post office but since all the ID I have was in my wallet I can’t get it out, and I’m not ready to shill out another 400kr for a new ID before I’ve exhausted all the possible lost and found places, to make it worse I was gonna go get it yesterday but then my phone died and I didn’t have my code with me fucking fuck
Edit again, so i managed to get my package with alternate id, but when i got out i saw i just missed the tram and now i’m gonna be an hour late meeting a friend at my own damn house, pretty minor in comparison, but this day just feels like a neverending parade of suck.
I broke the beaker on my french press. I made my coffee this morning by pouring it through a strainer.
There is no god.
There’s this couple on my news feed that posts these long drawn out notes to each other on their walls. It’s really annoying. Like, why aren’t these messages private? I feel like they’re trying to prove to themselves that they love each other again, because they broke up once already and from her family’s reaction to them being back together it was not a happy relationship the first time around.
tl,dr: People are stupid, and even stupider when they think they’re in love. Oh, and Valentines’ Day is in two weeks, so they’ll probably get even MORE lovey dovey.
I want the whole world to know that I love you more than life itself, k3nny1550. Plz post on my fb wall.
^ That is going in my signature.