Behold! The impossible!

Behold! The impossible!

I remember trump looked directly at a fucking eclipse so I knew the whole "pigs can't look up" thing was busted out of the gate. that greasy greedy disgusting fucking pig that actually gives pigs a bad name. id rather an actual pig be in cha..
oh, yeah, right, this is a Wendy's.
Pigs scream their little lungs out when you lift them even a millimeter off the ground
Pigs can't look up because their little blue cap with the shiny badge on the front would fall off.
What nobody tells you is the pigs are free, you can just pick them up and take them.
Regardless of whether they can look up or not, they can still see stars at night looking toward the horizon...
Anybody want to team up with me and see if we can pick up Vincent and rotate him so he can look at the stars?
And then kill Daredevil
I’ve seen some funny, insightful tweets from this man. It’s always nice when someone you like as a celebrity seems like someone you’d like as a friend, too.
Seeing "the stars" for the first time is great, but being set back down to where they're out of reach is not super fun.
"... when pigs fly" : basically never
"... when pigs can look up" : basically right now
Or you just revealed the porcine equivalent of Lovecraftian cosmic horror to it.
I kind of want to snuggle a pig in a cozy blanket.
Pigs can be raised as house pets and enjoy a good blankie more than perhaps any other animal (including humans because we're just animals too, yeah?) but also remember that pigs are shockingly omnivorous and will eat human flesh if the fancy takes them. I know that's true of cats but I reckon I could fuck up a cat if I needed to. Pigs, not so sure.
Wow, this is really poetic.
It might be because I'm already reading something that's ultimately about trusting other people and fermenting a strong belief in human kindness and compassion, but this is really doing something to me.
fermenting a strong belief
On the offchance, the word you want is probably ‘fomenting’.
What are you reading?
It's called Dad's Big Balls: A Bowling Story about a professional bowler and estranged father who wakes up one day with tragically tiny hands and is forced to fight his ex-wife for custody of his children in a bowling tournament while also being able to use only child-sized bowling balls.
I'm reading When They Cry, currently towards the end of Umineko, and for a series that features a character who self-describes as an intellectual rapist, it is surprisingly compassionate, almost religiously so.
Aton, somewhere, was crying, whimpering horribly like a terribly frightened child. "Stars - all the Stars - we didn't know at all. We didn't know anything. We thought six stars in a universe is something the Stars didn't notice is Darkness forever and ever and ever and the walls are breaking in and we didn't know we couldn't know and anything - "
Someone clawed at the torch, and it fell and snuffed out. In the instant, the awful splendor of the indifferent Stars leaped nearer to them.
On the horizon outside the window, in the direction of Saro City, a crimson glow began growing, strengthening in brightness, that was not the glow of a sun.
The long night had come again.
If anyone didn’t know this was Asimov’s Nightfall like me, you can read it here.
Congrats, you've given a pig its first exposure to rectangular existential dread.
Edit: autocowreck
this is what it's like to be gentle-dom'd
Vincent D'Onofrio?
The guy that plays Kingpin in both Daredevil series.
The guy who knows everything on law and order - SVU.
"tilt this pig ever so gentle...."
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