El Santo
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Post by El Santo on Dec 21, 2022 15:11:45 GMT -5
...but the real wonderment arrived when he pulled the fob apart AND THERE WAS A CAR KEY INSIDE. I looked and, yes, there is in fact a place to put a key in the door. Not in the steering column that I can see, but...! I had no idea. It was the same thing with my (sadly now deceased) 2009 Dodge Grand Caravan. The dealer actually told me about that, though, when I bought it. The thing I had to find out for myself by total accident, literally years later, was that it had a second, much larger storage bin above the glove compartment. I'd just assumed that rectangular outline on the upper dashboard marked the point of emergence for the passenger-side airbag! |
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Post by Killer Goldfish on Dec 22, 2022 16:23:14 GMT -5
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Post by Dr. Kobb on Dec 29, 2022 22:26:36 GMT -5
I just found out that a male spider's penis is located at the end of one of its legs and I thought you should know this, too. Well, pleasant dreams everybody.
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Post by Lemmy Caution on Dec 30, 2022 15:14:27 GMT -5
I just found out that a male spider's penis is located at the end of one of its legs and I thought you should know this, too. Well, pleasant dreams everybody. |
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Post by El Santo on Jan 6, 2023 14:05:15 GMT -5
I just found out that a male spider's penis is located at the end of one of its legs and I thought you should know this, too. Well, pleasant dreams everybody. Your informant is close, but a little off. Spiders don't have penises at all, but the males do have sperm receptacles on the ends of their pedipalps, which are the two short, finger-like appendages on either side of their fangs. In some species, the receptacles are plainly visible to the naked eye; they make it look like the spider is wearing boxing gloves! The sperm isn't generated in the pedipalps, though, but is instead squirted out through an opening on the underside of the cephalothorax. You might think of spider sex as a matter of the male jerking off into his hands, and then carrying the spider-jizz around until he finds a female whom he can persuade to take it. |
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Post by Killer Goldfish on Jan 6, 2023 19:00:01 GMT -5
I just found out that a male spider's penis is located at the end of one of its legs and I thought you should know this, too. Well, pleasant dreams everybody. Your informant is close, but a little off. Spiders don't have penises at all, but the males do have sperm receptacles on the ends of their pedipalps, which are the two short, finger-like appendages on either side of their fangs. In some species, the receptacles are plainly visible to the naked eye; they make it look like the spider is wearing boxing gloves! The sperm isn't generated in the pedipalps, though, but is instead squirted out through an opening on the underside of the cephalothorax. You might think of spider sex as a matter of the male jerking off into his hands, and then carrying the spider-jizz around until he finds a female whom he can persuade to take it. I'm slightly concerned that you know so much about this. |
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Post by Lemmy Caution on Jan 6, 2023 22:24:10 GMT -5
I just found out that a male spider's penis is located at the end of one of its legs and I thought you should know this, too. Well, pleasant dreams everybody. Your informant is close, but a little off. Spiders don't have penises at all, but the males do have sperm receptacles on the ends of their pedipalps, which are the two short, finger-like appendages on either side of their fangs. In some species, the receptacles are plainly visible to the naked eye; they make it look like the spider is wearing boxing gloves! The sperm isn't generated in the pedipalps, though, but is instead squirted out through an opening on the underside of the cephalothorax. You might think of spider sex as a matter of the male jerking off into his hands, and then carrying the spider-jizz around until he finds a female whom he can persuade to take it. There also isn't anybody bitten by a radioactive spider swinging around NYC either ;-) |
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Post by Dr. Kobb on Jan 7, 2023 11:17:01 GMT -5
You might think of spider sex as a matter of the male jerking off into his hands, and then carrying the spider-jizz around until he finds a female whom he can persuade to take it. I'm slightly concerned that you know so much about this. I'm slightly concerned at how closely it mirrors my own sex life. |
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Post by Mayzshon on Jan 7, 2023 16:34:28 GMT -5
In nativity scenes in Catalonia they have the Caganer, a little man in peasant clothes dropping his pants and popping a squat right near the manger.
The Sami people of Lapland have something called the Joulustaalo. What is that? Well, let me just share a story from the book BAD SANTAS
One Christmas there were a rich family and a poor family living in tents at the bottom of the Durkehanvarre mountain in Norway. The rich parents left their children – of which they had several – at home whilst they went to church. The children decided to play a game of killing and gutting a reindeer – something their father would often do asreindeer were so essential to survival in Lapland.
There were no reindeer available, so one of the children agreed to play the part of the reindeer and be bound for the slaughter. At this point things went nightmarishly wrong. The children were young and did not really understand the consequences of their actions and, in the course of playing at killing and gutting their brother, the oldest took a knife and did exactly what they had seen their father do. He slit his brother open from top to toe, pulled out all of his intestines and – as would be the next logical step in the process – began to cook his flesh. So far, so utterly horrifying.
But at this point, things got even worse. The scent of roasting human flesh was so appealing that Joulustaalo appeared on the scene and decided to treat himself to a meal. Of course, one child was not enough to satiate a hungry Joulustaalo. He wanted all of them. The younger ones fled and hid, but Joulustaalo captured the older ones and began to cook them. The younger children could do nothing but lie in their hiding places and watch without saying a word. Unfortunately, when Joulustaalo crunched the heads of the older children between his teeth, the younger children overheard the sound and cried out in shock. Joulustaalo heard their voices and knew where they were hiding. So he strolled to their hiding place, plucked them out one by one and threw them into the cooking pot. He then proceeded to devour them too. Fortunately, the youngest child was hidden away from the other children. She hid herself in a chest and managed to lock it from the inside so that Joulustaalo could not get to her. Joulustaalo knew where she was and did everything he could to reach her but he could not open the trunk. If this were a folktale from elsewhere in Europe – one told by Grimm, for example – the cunning child would have kept herself safe, outsmarted the Joulustaalo and found a way to bring her siblings back from the grave. This is not a Grimm folktale. Instead, frustrated by being unable to reach her, the Joulustaalo went to the fire and took some burning embers. He blew the embers through the keyhole of the trunk and kept doing this until the youngest girl died too, so now all the children had been slaughtered. As I saidbefore, the Joulustaalo truly was an evil bastard. Of course, the story does not end there. Whilst Joulustaalo had managed to kill everyone in the rich tent – and presumably leave behind a horrific scene for when the parents later returned from church – there was still the question of what happened in the poor tent next door. In the poor tent there was an old woman, a young child and a dog. When the old woman heard the Joulustaalo arrive she hushed the child and dog and bound their mouths so they could not make a sound. This sounds harsh but it saved both of their lives for – and herein lies both the moral of the story and almost certainly the reason why parents were so fond of telling it to their children – if you did not make a sound on Christmas Eve, the Joulustaalo could not hurt you. Nonetheless, the Joulustaalo had not yet quite finished his reign of destruction. Not long after he had finished his Christmas Eve meal, a girl turned up driving a herd of reindeer. She was wearing three coats, one on top of the
other, to protect her from the cold
Joulustaalo pursued her too – for he wanted a further meal. Three times he tried to grab her, but each time he did so she slipped off one of her coats just in the nick of time, and he found himself holding a coat but no girl. The good news was that folklore and tradition said that the Joulustaalo was not allowed to try and grab someone a fourth time. The bad news was that Joulustaalo was allowed to summon up his demonic hunting dog and send it after the girl. The good news is the girl had a sack of bones which she used to delay the hound by throwing one each time he got close. The bad news is she never quite managed to lose him. Eventually though, she and her reindeer herd did get home to the safety of her parents. She ran inside the tent and told them what had happened. Unfortunately, there were two problems. Firstly, the parents did not actually believe her story. Secondly, she was so exhausted from her trauma that she simply collapsed and died on the spot. And her reindeer died too. Regrettably, the parents still did not believe the story and – call it stoicism, pragmatism or an incredibly curious reaction to grief – their first response to the situation was to cook the reindeer meat. Unfortunately, as they did so, the reindeer turned to stone. This was undoubtedly a strange turn of events, but still the parents did not believe the Joulustaalo or anything super natural could be involved, so they did not find a priest or somebody who could help rid them of the evil monster. Instead they simply went back to their tent – where the Joulustaalo was already waiting for them. The next part of the story possibly sums up the wonderfully unhinged world of the Joulustaalo.
For the Joulustaalo approached the parents and did three things.
First of all, he cut off the man’s penis and testicles.
Secondly, he cut off the woman’s breasts.
Thirdly, he berated them for their poor parenting. Lecture over, he turned both them and the remaining reindeer herd to stone and went on his way.
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El Santo
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Post by El Santo on Jan 7, 2023 16:46:30 GMT -5
Your informant is close, but a little off. Spiders don't have penises at all, but the males do have sperm receptacles on the ends of their pedipalps, which are the two short, finger-like appendages on either side of their fangs. In some species, the receptacles are plainly visible to the naked eye; they make it look like the spider is wearing boxing gloves! The sperm isn't generated in the pedipalps, though, but is instead squirted out through an opening on the underside of the cephalothorax. You might think of spider sex as a matter of the male jerking off into his hands, and then carrying the spider-jizz around until he finds a female whom he can persuade to take it. I'm slightly concerned that you know so much about this. It all started when I read (in an aside to some more or less generalist article about them) that the daddy long-legs was the only arachnid with a penis. That got me curious about how all the other arachnids were fucking, and one thing led to another. |
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Post by Lemmy Caution on Jan 10, 2023 17:29:00 GMT -5
There is such a thing as "burnposter syndrout"
It's sort of like synesthesia for graduate students...
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Post by Killer Goldfish on Jan 10, 2023 22:47:33 GMT -5
There is such a thing as "burnposter syndrout" It's sort of like synesthesia for graduate students... The phrase itself appears to be an attempt by a synesthetic person to describe the color of the dirty ashtray he just swallowed... |
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Post by El Santo on Feb 9, 2023 14:56:29 GMT -5
Holy shit, you guys! There were, for lack of a more accurate term, Iranian peplum movies in the 1950's! (It's nigh impossible to tell the way it displays on my screen, but that last clause there is a link.) I haven't been able to turn up anything as to their current availability, but the mere fact that that movie and its sequel ( Arsalan the Red) existed astounds me-- especially given that they predate Joseph Levine's Hercules by a couple years. |
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Post by Killer Goldfish on Feb 9, 2023 16:35:35 GMT -5
Holy shit, you guys! There were, for lack of a more accurate term, Iranian peplum movies in the 1950's! (It's nigh impossible to tell the way it displays on my screen, but that last clause there is a link.) I haven't been able to turn up anything as to their current availability, but the mere fact that that movie and its sequel ( Arsalan the Red) existed astounds me-- especially given that they predate Joseph Levine's Hercules by a couple years. Well now we know where Levine got it. I hope you are planning to alert BMMB... |
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Post by Marxo Grouch on Feb 10, 2023 5:54:46 GMT -5
Holy shit, you guys! There were, for lack of a more accurate term, Iranian peplum movies in the 1950's! (It's nigh impossible to tell the way it displays on my screen, but that last clause there is a link.) I haven't been able to turn up anything as to their current availability, but the mere fact that that movie and its sequel ( Arsalan the Red) existed astounds me-- especially given that they predate Joseph Levine's Hercules by a couple years. I can guarantee nothing, but my longest-standing professional colleague is an Iranian film scholar, that is, he's a film scholar and Iranian and an Iranian film scholar. There's some chance that he could hook you up with something, although it might not be cheap, because he very much is. |
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Post by El Santo on Feb 10, 2023 9:12:50 GMT -5
Holy shit, you guys! There were, for lack of a more accurate term, Iranian peplum movies in the 1950's! (It's nigh impossible to tell the way it displays on my screen, but that last clause there is a link.) I haven't been able to turn up anything as to their current availability, but the mere fact that that movie and its sequel ( Arsalan the Red) existed astounds me-- especially given that they predate Joseph Levine's Hercules by a couple years. I can guarantee nothing, but my longest-standing professional colleague is an Iranian film scholar, that is, he's a film scholar and Iranian and an Iranian film scholar. There's some chance that he could hook you up with something, although it might not be cheap, because he very much is. I may get back to you on that, but first I'm going to check the gray-market site where I got my copies of Crocodile Fangs and Curse of the Oily Man. |
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Post by Dr. Kobb on Feb 10, 2023 9:25:33 GMT -5
The "Cry Me a Cockroach Fundraiser" is back at the San Antonio Zoo and allows donors to symbolically name a cockroach, rodent, or veggie after their ex and watch it be fed to an animal.  |
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Post by Killer Goldfish on Feb 10, 2023 15:54:04 GMT -5
The "Cry Me a Cockroach Fundraiser" is back at the San Antonio Zoo and allows donors to symbolically name a cockroach, rodent, or veggie after their ex and watch it be fed to an animal. This is awesome! |
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Post by Dr. Kobb on Feb 10, 2023 18:10:39 GMT -5
The "Cry Me a Cockroach Fundraiser" is back at the San Antonio Zoo and allows donors to symbolically name a cockroach, rodent, or veggie after their ex and watch it be fed to an animal. This is awesome! They even send you a video of your critter being eaten, complete with sound f/x!*
*Not sure what's to keep the zoo from simply sending the same meal to several different donors. I think there are some up on YouTube (and similar video-sharing places) for examples of previous donors victims getting ate. |
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Post by Killer Goldfish on Feb 10, 2023 23:35:05 GMT -5
They even send you a video of your critter being eaten, complete with sound f/x!*
*Not sure what's to keep the zoo from simply sending the same meal to several different donors. I think there are some up on YouTube (and similar video-sharing places) for examples of previous donors victims getting ate. Well you can only eat the poor cockroach once! 🪳 |
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